A plane crash lands on a remote island in the Pacific Ocean. Only twelve survivors. No adults and no parents. The island itself holds dark secrets. Battling nature and their pasts, they fight to survive. They hope to be rescued. But who will live to...
**I nearly cried writing that last chapter, ask Aspiredforever who I was messaging at the time. So now, we get to see into Shane's mind! Who wants revenge? Follow me, because you'll get it.**
Nine. Nine remain after five days on the island. We lost two, gained one, then lost two more. We're losing more than we gain. We had twelve and now we have nine. I couldn't believe it, I didn't want to. I'm still shocked that we even crashed. I'm terrified of another storm, I almost died in that wave. If I hadn't grabbed onto that tree in the last second... I would have been whisked away. Then there would be eight.
During the most recent attack, I had to get Thalia out of there. And I was forced to come to an agreement with Ayden, the jerk that everyone trusts now. I can't believe they're so blind, no one can change so quickly. It's just not possible. Yes, I've seen people change through God overnight, but not this. Ayden has had a lot of problems, that much I can guess. Then the whole "mom" business with Leigh complicated things.
Since I was on a missions trip to Tokyo with my mom... I just can't make myself trust that God is watching over us. It's painful to talk to him now, because I blame him for the crash. But then I wouldn't have met Thalia. And Levi wouldn't find his mom or whatever is going on over on his side of this. But four people would still be alive. My mom would still be alive. An entire plane of people would still walk the earth.
I know Mom's in Heaven, she has been loyal to God since pretty much birth. I'm happy she's there, but also sad she left. I don't even know how I'm going to tell my dad and my massive amounts of siblings. Will they hate me for it? Blame me for her death? Blame me and say I should have held on tighter? I begged her to let me come, why couldn't I have died instead? She has a home filled with nine other children and a loving husband. I'm just the forgotten one. Why couldn't I have died instead?
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"We can't let this happen again," Teren mumbled loudly, voicing everyone's thoughts.
"We shouldn't have let the first time slide... w-we should have went after them in the beginning," Jenny whispers shakily, her eyes blood red with tears.
"This is all Leigh's fault, if she'd told us the true danger of these guys would never would be in this situation!" Ayden snaps shooting a look at his own mother.
"Shut up! Don't talk to her like that!" Levi argues giving him a dark look.
"Yeah this isn't our fault, it's that creep Seth's for trying to kill us!" Sammy jumps in, his arm around Jenny and holding her very close. He hasn't let her out of his sight since the attack.
"If we did something to sto-"
"They are mutants!! What did you think we could do?! If you had any good ideas, why didn't you tell us!" Levi screams back sounding broken.
I sit back on the sand a little, my tears dried a couple minutes ago. I'm really shocked that I'm the calmest one here. They've been arguing for ten minutes now, it seems like a tradition. Sitting in a circle on the sand, arguing and arguing until someone gets everyone to shut up and think for a moment. Then Levi takes charge again and manages to get everyone distracted with some chore to help us survive a while longer.
