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he sat on a rock. he was thirsty
he looked up at a tree. there was some fruit
he tried to rach it. he was to short
he climbed the tree and got it
He then slipped, breaking his ankle
he screamed in pain. the bone wasn't through at least
he looked up at a tree. there was some fruit
he tried to rach it. he was to short
he climbed the tree and got it
He then slipped, breaking his ankle
he screamed in pain. the bone wasn't through at least
Santana carefully walked into the forest, trying to ignore the pounding that started in her head, and the ache that was left in her ankle. Her eyes landed on the teen, he looked in pain. She stood at the edge of the woods watching him, not really feeling like stepping in and helping him quite yet.
"Crap... this hurts"
he tried to stand up, and fell over again, making it worst
he held in his scream
he had tears rolling down his face
he tried to stand up, and fell over again, making it worst
he held in his scream
he had tears rolling down his face
"Awe the poor little boy" Santana said, her arms crossed as she leaned against a tree watching him with a smirk on her face. Due to her childhood, Santana could handle the pain in her body, but she knew eventually it would hit her and hit her hard.
he saw her. he stopped
"Your just gonna watch me die. Wow... Just horrible"
he got up, using a tree, and limped away
"Your just gonna watch me die. Wow... Just horrible"
he got up, using a tree, and limped away
"I hope that blood from you head leaks out until you die"
he walked back towards the shipwreck
he walked back towards the shipwreck
Santana laughed, before looked around for something to make a shelter out of. At the mention of her head wound, Santana reached out and touched the wound, happy to find the bleeding had slowed.
"HELLO?"
he walked through the woods
he walked through the woods
Santana turned hearing the voice again "What?" She asked a little snappy. The pain hard hit her hard not longer before, and it caused her to be in a really bad mood.
"you need some help?"
he smiled
"sorry about before"
he smiled
"sorry about before"
((Sorry, I was washing dishes))Santana raised an eyebrow "I'm fine" She grumbled, before a new wave of pain hit her and she winced. "Damn" The Latina muttered.
"you okay? I have some water and food at camp. and mu friend can help with your head"
he smiled
he smiled
Santana stood up slowly, biting her lip as she felt light headed, having lost a fair amount of blood. "Fine" She agreed, taking a slow step forwards.
"here. ill carry you"
he put his arm oit, offing to do it.
he put his arm oit, offing to do it.
"I'm okay" The dark haired female insisted, standing up straight and walking. She forced herself not to wince again.
"shure. you dont look to good. I insist"
he smiled
he smiled
he heard something moving
"Shhhh. don't move"
it was big
he took her, and hid behind a rock
"camp is north. go there"
"Shhhh. don't move"
it was big
he took her, and hid behind a rock
"camp is north. go there"
Santana pulled away from him, taking out her switchblade "I can handle myself pretty boy" She said, giving him a cold gaze.
"Fine. be like that"
he ran for the camp
he ran for the camp
Walking through the forest Sara looked for any sign of life. She didn't see anyone from the crash, and she had a large cut on her arm. She needed to find someone, somewhere.
"MAn. how far am i?"
he looked around
"Lost as s***"