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Chapter 5-The Storm Worsens

As the time passed and things got worse, the teens in the Beach house thought long and hard but couldn't think of anything to help out their friend. Bradin paced the living room as he thought about what to do, all the while blaming himself for the accident.

When they found Luke, everyone started digging after him in the hole that Derrick and Danny must've dug. Although it wasn't deep, Lucas fell after catching his ankle in the snow and falling. They all found him lying restless but still breathing. The only problem was that he was unconscious and deathly cold. Bradin and Bryce were trying to drag him to the house but only made Lucas worse in the process. Once they placed him on the couch, they saw how cold and hurt he was. But they didn't know what to do.

"Do you think the storm will stop soon?" asked Isabelle. She was on the verge of tears and deeply upset. Bradin walked over to her and put his arm around her, pulling her into his chest.

"It's okay, Izzy. Lucas will be all right. We won't let anything happen to him," Bradin said to the girl. She looked up at him with hatred.

"Something has already happened to him, Bradin!" she lashed. "And it's all because of you!" she pointed at him as she accused. "You dared him to do that and he did it and now look at him. We don't even know if he's going to live and your saying that he's okay? What is wrong with you? If he dies, you're the blame. Your gonna go to hell for this Bradin!"

"Isabelle, calm down!" Callie screamed. "Your not waking him up by accusing Bradin of things that weren't his fault. And it's not gonna make you feel better. I think that you should calm down and-"

"Shut up, Callie! Shut the hell up! Don't defend your boyfriend just because your with him! If you were me, you would blame him too! I know you think that it's his fault and you know it too. Admit it, Callie," her voice grew quiet and hoarse. "Admit it."

Callie looked at Isabelle, not wanting to answer. She didn't blame him but part of her said that he was part of the cause. "No, I don't blame him and neither should-"

"NO, you should blame me. It's my fault. Everyone knows it. I dared him, knowing how cold it was and the dangers that could happen but I dared him anyway and it's all my fault. Isabelle is right and everyone can blame me for it because it is my fault!" Bradin yelled and stormed out of the room and into his bedroom on the other side of the house. Callie sighed and ran after him.

"Damn it Isabelle! What the hell did you do that for? It's obvious that Bradin feels bad as it is and thinks he's done something wrong but you had to open your damn mouth and make it worse. We're all responsible. You didn't make any move to stop him when he went outside in the freezing weather. In fact, you laughed with us when he was doing it! We all wanted him to do it, even you! And it's Lucas' fault too! He did it. He didn't back down. Nobody made him do anything. But he did and he needs to take the blame. You were part of this too," Carter said, almost out of breath. Isabelle had tears pouring down her face and sunk to the floor. She didn't know what to say. It was true, after all.

Callie entered Bradin's room a second later and closed it behind her. She walked slowly over to his bed where he was lying. His face was buried in his pillow and a low wilting sound bellowed from it. Callie placed a hand on Bradin's back and he jolted up, frightened.

"Are you okay?" she asked after he recovered. He nodded.

"Yeah, I guess so. But I'm the reason why my best friend is out there on the couch unconscious while we are all warm and very healthy. And this is all from a game! I don't know what to do," Bradin said. Callie shook her head.

"There isn't anything we can do. We are in the middle of a blizzard in California and nobody can come to get us. We're just gonna have to find something that can help Luke in the meantime. Hey do you have any batteries?" Callie asked suddenly.

"For what?" Bradin asked curiously.

"Well, if you have batteries for a radio, we can see how long and when the storm will be ending," Callie said quickly. She grabbed her flashlight and headed out to where everyone else was. "Hey everyone, we need to find some batteries for the radio. Think of it as another dare. So everyone grab your flashlights and start looking."

Everyone, confused, started looking. After about ten minutes, Erica ran to Callie's side. "I got some!" she said happily. "What are you gonna do?"

"Something that we should've thought about four hours ago. Bradin, help me get lift this so that I can put these in," she said, Bradin came over and, with ease, lifted the radio. She quickly placed the batteries in their correct position as Erica held the flashlight and everyone waited for the results. "Come on, come on!" she said fiddling with the antenna.

The signal was full of static for about ten minutes until Callie filtered out a signal from a news broadcast. Everyone cheered as the guy talked. They listened in on the man as he rambled about the weather.

"As the snow falls down, folks, it only gets worse. The snow is coming deep from the high north as the winds are blowing higher. It is a real weird storm but also very dangerous. The storm is only going to get worse as cave ins, avalanches, and freezing weather could happen and possibly lead to death. For those who are listening, stay inside, turn any kind of heat that you have on, wear warm clothes and stay safe. It might be a while before sunny California gets back it's original color. Stay tuned for a ten to the hour report here on weather with the best; Walker, signing out," the guy finished. A radio head came on announcing music and the station played a mix of all music.

"Great, we are stuck in this stupid house his no heat, barely any food and Lucas who won't be able to get to a hospital anytime in the near future. Do you have any more blankets, Bradin?" Phoebe said, clearly upset. Bradin nodded.

"Hey, just because we are having a lot of bad luck doesn't mean that we can't still have fun. I say that we continue to play. What else can happen that could be any worse?" Bryce said, rubbing his hands together.

"I can think of a couple things," mumbled Ellie.

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