A/N: Sorry about the slow updating! Hopefully it will be over very soon. Here's the next chapter.
"Sawyer! Michael! Jin!" I screamed over and over again.
"Jin! Mike! Jennie!" Sawyer called back.
Michael was struggling, desperately calling out for Walt, but drowning in the process.
"Sawyer! Over here! Michael's drowning!" I called for Sawyer.
"Walt! WALT!" Michael continued to scream.
Sawyer swam forward and started to drag Michael toward a non-flammable piece of
wreckage.
"He's not breathing!" Sawyer called back. "Help please!"
"Oh sure, now you want my help!" I said sarcastically. "I can't move at the moment, left leg and right are shot. Literally."
"Crap." He yelled.
I held tightly onto my piece of wreckage, trying to focus on staying awake and ignoring the pain in my leg and arm.
"Michael's alive!" Sawyer rejoiced.
"Terrific!" I replied.
"Can you make it over here?" Sawyer asked.
"Yeah, I can." I answered letting go of the wreckage.
I kicked with my right leg and stroked with my left arm, causing some sort of lopsided dog paddle.
"Ok, maybe I can't make it." I replied trying to grab onto something.
Michael outstretched his arm and pulled me onto the raft. Blood spewed all over and soaked my clothes.
"Ow." I moaned rolling onto my good arm.
"Why did you take that gun from me?" Sawyer demanded.
"Hey, what was I supposed to do? Let them steal the gun, jump in the water and shoot us all to death?"
"Well…uh…"
"Yeah that's what I thought."
I shut my eyes and laid my head down on the raft and listened to the waves.
"WALT! WALT!" Michael screamed.
My head was pounding and I blacked out. The next thing I knew, sand was enclosed in my hand.
"Jin! JIN!" I sat up to hear Jin screaming and shouting.
I sat up to Jin running at us.
"Others! Others!." He repeated.
Uh oh.
A/N: I know this chapter was short but the next one will be longer, I promise! R&R!
-16aqua