I felt bad for taking so long with the last chapter, so I decided to make it up to you guys! So here's the next chapter, I keep trying to make them longer.

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sammy55: I got the setting from the movie Cabin Fever, but everything else came from my twisted mind!lol

Mrs. Ricky Underwood: The answers you seek shall be reviled in this chapter!

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The world seemed to stop as I stared into Adrian's wide eyes. This whole week seemed to be a horrible nightmare, one that I desperately wanted to wake up from. Part of me wanted to run like hell and never stop, not caring if they make it out alive. The other part wanted to grab that bloody knife out of Adrian's stomach and end my own life, but really I was to much of a coward to do that.

It seemed like everything was happening in slow motion as I watched Ricky pulling the knife out of her stomach, which now that I noticed wasn't actually in her stomach, but in her side. She was bleeding profusely, she probably wasn't going to live much longer. I felt bad for her, yes. But if I was being totally honest, I wasn't going to miss her. I know that sounds pretty shitty, but what can I say, I'm being totally honest, for once in my life. I didn't have time for the fake bullshit anymore, my time was limited here.

Adrian and I had never gotten along, we never even tried. Adrian hated that I was Ricky's best friend, I hated that she was his girlfriend. I was there before Adrian and by the looks of it, I was going to be here long after, too. Or at least I hoped.

I was pulled out of my jumbled thoughts when Ricky started yelling at me.

"Amy, are you even listening?! I need your hair tie." He said, impatiently.

"Sorry, here." I said, taking the tie out of my hair and placing it in his large hand.

I had just noticed that he was tending to Grace's arm, he had already tended to Adrian. Grace was shaken up but other than that she seemed to be fine. Adrian however was sobbing and had her hands covering her wound, pushing down. Obviously trying to stop the bleeding. I suddenly felt completely useless, as I watched Ricky. He had just taken charge of the situation without hesitation, while I stood around like a deer caught in the headlights.

"Do you need any help?" I asked Ricky, feeling utterly stupid.

He shook his head, his eyes fixed on Graces arm. "No." Was his short reply. I sighed and walked over to Adrian, she looked like she could use some help.

I kneel-ed down next to her and place my hands on top of hers, adding more pressure to the wound. Adrian looked at me with bloodshot, teary eyes.

"Everything is going to be fine." I said quietly. That seemed to upset her as tears started falling down faster.

"No, it's not. I'm dying!" Adrian yelled, crying.

Before I could say anything else Ricky was pulling me away from Adrian.

"I can take it from here." Ricky said, pushing me to the side. "Go sit with Grace." He added softly.

I felt my face get red hot with embarrassment, as tears stung my eyes as I watched Ricky and Adrian. I couldn't help the jealousy I felt when he gave her a kiss on her forehead.

He's just doing that because he knows shes going to die. He just told me he loved me! Why do I pick the worst times to get jealous?

I shook my head as I sat next to Grace.

"How is your arm?" I asked softly. She looked up at me, then to her arm, and grimaced.

"It's been better." She replied with a soft chuckle.

It amazed me that Grace could somehow find humor in this situation, but I was even more surprised when I felt myself lightly laughing with her. After a couple of seconds our light laughter died down. Grace turned and looked at me.

"How long do you think she has left?" Grace asked somberly.

I shrugged my shoulders. "I'm not a doctor, but I would say an hour. Two tops." I said quietly. She nodded her head sadly.

"Grace, how did you get that cut on your arm?" I asked curiously. She took a deep breath before speaking.

"I was trying to find you guys." She started, whispering. "I thought I heard something and went to go investigate but it was dark, I tripped. My arm landed on a piece of barbed wire." She finished, shaking her head. "Sometimes I can be so...clumsy." She added, softly touching her injured arm.

We sat in silence for the next couple of minutes. My eyes focused on Ricky and Adrian. Adrian's eyes were closed but I could still see her stomach slowly rising and falling, while Ricky gently ran his fingers through her hair.

"Hello?" Some one called out. My head snapped around to find the body belonging to the voice.

Three men, who looked to be in their mid-twenties, stood behind Grace and I.

"Holy Hell, you guys need some help?" The tallest one asked.

I looked at Grace and then to Ricky as my heart pounded rapidly against my rib cage, and my head thumped from my current headache.

"Yeah, we could defiantly use some help. Thanks." Ricky said gratefully.

"What happened to you guys?" The shortest man asked.

"We are being chased by some lunatic, he killed our friend, and now he's after us." I answered quickly.

"Your shitting me, right?" The tallest one said.

"Does it look like we are fucking kidding, man?" Ricky yelled out, obviously pissed.

"No, I'm sorry. It's just that my girlfriend was killed the other day, and we've been trying to find our way out of here for the last five hours." The tallest one replied.

"I'm sorry..."Ricky said, looking down at Adrian.

"It's alright, what's your name?" He then asked Ricky.

"I'm Ricky" He said looking up. "That's Amy, Grace and this is Adrian." He said pointing us out.

"I'm Derek." The tallest one replied. "This is Jason" He said pointing to the smallest man. "This is Brandon." He replied to the one in the middle. Ricky nodded in acknowledgement.

"My friend Adrian was stabbed a little while ago. Do you guys have anything we could possibly use?" Ricky asked desperately.

Derek shook his head. "Sorry, we left everything except our hunting knife at our cabin."

Ricky sighed as his eyes drifted back down to Adrian. She was bleeding, albeit not as profusely as before. She was starting to look pale, I could tell she wasn't going to make it much longer. As I looked at Ricky I could see that he knew this, too. My heart went out to him, because I knew that even if he didn't love her, he cared deeply for her. I looked at Grace, who had tears in her eyes as she stared at Adrian. I wrapped my arm around her, as we walked up to Ricky and sat around Adrian.

Another five minutes went by before her breath's became ragged, her eyes opening partially. She looked at Ricky and gave a pathetically weak smile before her eyes closed, and her stomach finally stopped rising and falling.


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