Chapter Fourteen: Life Just Does Not Like Us

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Bou and I decided to finally sit and enjoy the wine as the others did their thing. Bou takes a sip of his wine and hums, but I take a sip and start coughing at the little burn. Bou pats my back and laughs at the sight of me.

"Not funny." I mutter once I get a hang of my breathing.

"It's actually very funny," He smirks and continues to sip his wine as I pout and stand up, "Where are you going?"

"Syed, darling," I start to say in a sweet voice and Syed practically bounces over to me in delight, "Would you please take this wine and get me something else to drink?"

"Yes honey, sure. You don't need alcohol. Of course not. What is Bou teaching you these days?" He rambles as Bou protests that he didn't make me do anything. Syed sends a chastising glare towards the taller man as the latter shrugs.

I giggle at the two before going back to the railing and watching the water splash against the boat and guide itself back into the sea. The sea air blew a breeze through my locks, flicking them soflty back and dancing with it in a slow waltz. Looking out into the horizon, I thought about the life here versus my life back home in America. I could be so much more free here. However, I only had a few more weeks, exactly two before I have to make my way back to the wretched hell hole. 

Soon the sun had set while I was lost in my thoughts and I sensed someone calling out to me. I turn my head and all of them finally sigh in relief. Azlyn comes over to me and chastises me, "Do you know how long I have been calling your name? You were so lost in thought!"

"Sorry." I mumble and then realize that it was past sunset, "So are we staying here all night or something?"

"Uh no, but you see, someone forgot to bring a map." Nyah scowls and looks over at Tyler who threw his hands up, "Hey, don't look at me!"

"So how do we get back?" I ask a little panicked now because I hate swimming. 

"That we have yet to figure out. Worst case scenario: we swim back." Hussain shrugs and Bou answers quite bluntly, "I can't swim."

"I can, but I ain't swimming back." I snap and Azlyn suggests, "Maybe we can get a hold of another yacht or boat or something that could lead us back?"

"Good idea! Lemme go check downstairs." Nyah chirps and heads down the small staircase.

A few moments later, we see a defeated looking Nyah appear from down below.

"Well?" Azlyn yells when she doesn't say a word.

Ny laughs nervously before wailing, "We're doomed! There's no boats near by."

"Well, hold on, don't panic yet! Maybe we might be close to some shore. Look over there!" Hussain points to a tiny spec in the distance which soon grew bigger as we got closer.

It, indeed, was a island.

"Where could this island have come from?" I mutter and Azlyn looks up from the ground, "Wait, isn't there like continent shaped islands? Like the Palm Island?"

Nyah runs up and beams, "You're right! There is! Maybe it's one of those islands! And maybe we can wait there for one of the workers who build on it to pick us up tomorrow!"

We all agree and as soon as we get close enough to the shore as the yacht could go, we drop the anchor. 

"So the question is, what do we take with us to the island?" Syed asks and Azlyn immediately goes downstairs yelling, "I'm grabbing any clothing I see and Nyah, you grab the drinks. Syed, grab the food. Hussain get life jackets for Bou and Shay. Tyler and Syed you're going to help everyone off the yacht and to turn off the engine."

When she leaves, everyone hops into action and does their business. I eventually just end up in a spare shirt that Tyler lent me and pack my dress into the waterproof bag that Az found. Tyler and Hussain took off their clothes and only had shorts on. Syed was helping Bou get into the water. 

I get over the railing and jump into the warm water. Like normal, I float back up to the top and move my legs to keep me in place. Bou's flailing made me giggle and I reach him and grab his hands to calm him down. Hussain passes Bou a rubber log to hang onto that was attached to Hussain with a rope. He started swimming and Bou was pulled along with him. I swam alongside them, only pausing to look back and see the others behind us.

Finally, we reached the shore. 

"Well, I, for one, am not going into the water ever again." Bou declares as he lays on the sand.

"You're one to talk, I had to pull you here!" Hussain pants as he falls into the sand, facedown.

"Well guys, look on the bright side, I don't see any animals." Azlyn smiles right before we all hear a low growl.

HOLY SHIT. What is that??


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