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Blue-Rose-Soul: Oh? Well, being a fan of stuff like that, I'll have to check it out. :) And I'm glad you liked my story so far:)
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-Silver and White
Tomorrow
Amelia, sighing, glanced over at the little boy, her eyes immediately filling with resentment. "So who wants the kid?" she asked, looking around at everyone. Todd, the southern man, and Giles, the black man, both shook their heads immediately. The little boy, Mathew, was silent. His mother had been killed in the plane crash.
"I'm sure we could all pitch in," Collin suggested with a shrug. The others didn't look very happy at the thought of taking care of the boy, except for maybe Cliff, but they all agreed that it was the best they could do. Emma stared at Mathew as he sat silently, his head drooped with loss and misery. Her eyes narrowed as she tried to summon a memory of hers. Then she looked away.
"Well you can count me out," Amelia spoke suddenly. "I'm not taking care of any toddlers."
"Amelia, he's not even a toddler," Collin said exasperatedly.
"Sure does act like one," Amelia shrugged. Collin's eyebrows furrowed in frustration.
"He just lost his mother, Amelia," he growled. "Show a little sympathy, would ya'? I mean, come on, surely you lost someone special? Surely you know how it feels?" Amelia's smirk slowly faded and her eyes glazed over as she recalled a very unpleasant memory…
"This is all your fault, Amelia!" an outraged woman screamed. Amelia glared at her fiancé's mother. Her soon to be mother in law.
"And how exactly is this my fault?" she growled. "The roads were icy. I can't prevent the weather."
"I told you to stay at my house! I told you that you and Brian should stay! And because you didn't listen, Brian, my dear son, is in the hospital because your car slid off the road!" At this, Amelia rose to her feet, anger coursing through her veins.
"I wanted to leave because you just couldn't stop nagging about me, could you?" Brian's mother was taken aback.
"Amelia, I wasn't-"
"Don't even try! Alright? You know perfectly well that you were finding every little flaw in me, trying to convince Brian that I wasn't the one for him. You hate me, we both know it. You just can't stand to lose your little boy, can you! You can't stand to see us together. Well Brian can't stay with you forever!" Brian's mother just stared. Amelia stood over her, shaking with rage and worry.
The doctor walked toward them. His expression immediately made Amelia's heart drop. "He's gonna make it," Amelia said hopefully. "Right, doctor?"
"I'm afraid that your fiancé was bleeding too much internally. We couldn't stop the bleeding in time, and he had lost way too much blood by the time we were able to operate and… I'm sorry, but we weren't able to save him." Amelia's eyes went wide with horror and pain.
"What do you think? Amelia? Amelia!" Amelia snapped out of her memory and looked over at Beth.
"What?" she snapped, half angry at Beth and half angry at the bitter memory.
"What do you think about searching for help?" Beth repeated.
"Are you kidding? Judging by what we've seen and our own terrible luck, this island's probably deserted."
"Well we can't just wait here for nothing," Todd insisted.
"We might even find a more suitable place to reside," Cliff pointed out. Beth shook her head frantically at this.
"No," she said. "No, we can't live anywhere else, what if help comes?"
"Give it up, Beth," Amelia growled in mere annoyance. "No one's coming, get over it. Now's the time to live or die."
"And what makes that decision, Amelia?" Collin inquired with feigning innocence. Amelia stared at him.
"Your own will to survive." The group fell silent for a moment. The fire in the middle of them, which they'd managed to create, crackled into the crisp night air.
"Well, I sure as hell wanna survive," Giles spoke finally. Todd was about to reply, when there was suddenly a rustle of bushes from the jungle. He quickly picked up a flashlight they had found in an emergency kit and flashed it in the direction of the noise. Emma froze and Mathew looked up suddenly. Nothing happened.
"In a jungle, there's bound to be animals, dumb ass," Amelia said, her eyes locked on Todd. "Get a grip and stop being a little baby." Todd turned off the flashlight and the others calmed. But Todd then stood angrily, glaring down at Amelia.
"I'm tired of you and your mouth!" he shouted. Collin stood next to him.
"Todd, easy, why don't you-"
"Shut up!" he shouted back at Collin.
"Todd, I think Amelia was just annoyed because of the situation we're in," Cliff said gently. "She didn't mean what she said." Amelia was about to reply, but thought better of it. She wasn't afraid of Todd, she could take him. But she knew that it would get them nowhere, so she was silent. Todd stared, calmed, and eventually sat back down.
They were silent again, so Cliff passed out the meals they had found on the plane. They all began eating, with the exception of Emma. "Not hungry?" Beth inquired kindly. Amelia lifted her head and looked at Emma.
"Come on, you need to eat, Kid," she said. Emma looked up and Amelia saw something in Emma's eye that gave her some sort of sign. "Is something wrong with it?" Emma lifted the package in front of Amelia's face pointing to something on the ingredients label. "Peanut oil," Amelia stated. "You allergic?"
When Emma nodded, Amelia said, "How about a trade then?" Emma nodded and they traded meals. Collin had watched this and now he stared at Emma.
"Why don't you just talk, Emma?" he questioned. She looked up and stared at him.
"She doesn't have to talk if she doesn't want to," Amelia said suddenly, in Emma's defense.
"So you're defending people now?" Collin said to Amelia.
"Is that a problem? I thought you'd be proud." Collin laughed in a somewhat scoffing manner.
"What is it with you?" he asked. "Can't you just stand peace for once?" Amelia grinned, her familiar sense of wry humor kicking in.
"Now, where's the fun in that?" Everyone one turned to Amelia and her grin grew wider. Cliff found himself chuckling to himself, though the rest of the survivors were not amused. They all headed off to "bed" later that night, using the plane's wreckage and their own supplies to make tents and sleeping bags.
Mathew was afraid of being alone in the night and resided near Collin. Everyone else, while keeping relatively close to one another, slept on their own. As Amelia was getting settled, Cliff approached. "Hope you haven't come to put me in timeout," Amelia said swiftly.
"Not really," Cliff replied with a smile. "I was just wondering if you'll be one of the ones to go out searching tomorrow. Not everyone will be able to go."
"You actually think we'll find help out there?"
"Well, no," Cliff admitted. "I was actually hoping to find a cool, shaded place, perhaps with fresh water, that we could reside in." Amelia grinned.
"Sounds like paradise. So are you the noble leader of the group or something?"
"I don't consider myself a leader. I'm not trying to lead this search, I was just hoping I could organize something by tomorrow."
"Hm," Amelia responded. "Well you can count me in. I would have gone even if you didn't let me." Cliff nodded.
"That's good," he said. "Now we have all the people we need for tomorrow."
"Why, how many did you need?"
"I was hoping to get four, that way we could split up into two groups of two. I got Collin to come, as I expected he would. Todd immediately refused."
"Coward," Amelia muttered under her breath. Cliff continued.
"Beth said she would stay with Mathew because he obviously can't come along. And Giles said he would also stay to watch out for Beth and Mathew."
"That means there's only three of us that's going," Amelia said with a frown. Cliff shook his head.
"You're forgetting Emma."
"You're letting a teenager that doesn't speak come along with us?" Amelia asked incredulously.
"Why not?" Cliff shrugged. "She seems intelligent and physically fit."
"How can you tell if she's intelligent or not? She doesn't talk."
"It's just one of those things that you know without words." With that, Cliff said goodnight to Amelia and left. She watched him walk off and strangely, another haunting memory came to her…
Amelia trembled as she stood over Brian's dead body. She had requested to see him one last time. She now regretted it, for he was bloody and didn't look peaceful at all. She looked away and willed the tears to stop, though they ignored her.
Then, as if by instinct, she placed a hand on her belly. Her belly was still slim, though she could feel the slight curve that would soon grow as the life inside it grew. "A baby with no father," she whispered bitterly. Then, with a new resolution, she turned away from her dead fiancé and walked out of the room. "A baby with no future."
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