Paradise Lost [One Direction]

The international British boy band "One Direction", accidentally gets stranded on a mysterious island. How will they survive? And what happens when an unlikely character rises from the shadows to aid them in their time of need, and eventually falls for one of the members? Will they ever get out of this cursed island safe and alive? ..that is and without destroying their friendship.

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12. A Slap to the Face

Lana’s P.O.V

                     I stood over the cliff. I was ready to do it. It would be a favor I did myself, a mercy killing. There would be no more suffering, I wouldn’t be able to harm or allow anyone to harm me anymore.
I looked down at the crashing waves that violently hit the island, all the sharp rocks below. It was going to hurt. My body became rigid. For the last time I starred of at the sunrise, behind me. It was beautiful-breath taking just like the rest of this cursed island. And then I remembered that time Harry and I watched the sunset on this same cliff. It had been two very different occasions. And now they were about to become two very different memories in Harry’s mind.

I took in a deep breath; the braided vine rope, which would’ve been used to tie a small raft together, was already tied to a nearby palm tree. The noose with the 13 knots had just been tightened around my neck. I braced myself taking one look down again. Don’t look back. I said to myself. Just one small step forward and it will be over.
Before jumping I tried to remember everyone in my life, my family, Doctor Robert, the old lady Michelle, Nigel, even Harry and Louis.

“Haven’t you done enough?” Louis’s last words to me echoed my head with cruelty.

Yes I guess I had….
And then there was Niall-All Niall had done was planed the idea of a suicide like a ticking bomb in my head- the bastard. Then again, I had come so low breaking Harry and Louis. Both of them probably wanted nothing to do with me anymore, I’m certain none of them ever did or will want to. I was broken, I was a horrible person, I did not deserve to life I did not deserve to inflict pain and make others feel the way they did.
Secretly I hoped someone came and stopped me “Don’t do it!” I hoped someone would say. I just wished someone; anyone cared enough to save me.

Just one step, I raised one of my feet, tipping over slightly. And then it was over.

“Are you fucking deaf or just choosing not to hear me?”

I froze in the spot.
 No, I guess it was not over.
“I have been screaming at you not to do it for like- the past 5 minutes. Could you at least acknowledge me?”

I gave a step back, a little shocked and confused from all people.

“Allison?” I said shocked, from all people. I figured she would be the last one to come.

Allison Goodling stood a few steps behind me leaning over a rock. Her eyes were narrowed and focused on mine.  “From all people.” I repeated my thoughts. I guess Louis really didn’t care.
“What do you want me to leave? Please tell me now, so I don’t waste my time on a dead girl.”

I said nothing. Neither did she for a while. “Thought so.” She grimaced.
“Are you just goanna stand there or what?”

                 Somehow, someway, I ended up sitting next to Allison at a safe distance from the cliff just gazing off into the ocean.

“Everyone considers suicide at some point in their life. Maybe not to a full elaborate extend like yourself, but they at least wish they were dead or for the earth to swallow them ‘live. If not they wish the people causing them pain were dead.” She explained.
“What did you consider?” I looked at her from the corner of my eye hugging my knees, feeling weak in this vulnerable moment. “I’ve never strongly considered suicide, I mean- you don’t know what’s going to happen tomorrow. If you are having a bad day, or a bad week or a bad year- there is always hope the next day, week or year will be better.”
“Hope.” I chuckled dryly.  “Being in this stupid island is hopeless. There is no way out. All it does it change you, and consume you. This rotten place will break you inside and out.” I stood up, returning to my position near the death cliff.

“I know I’m leaving. I don’t know about you.” She said in a matter-of-fact-tone.
“Allison…” I said tiredly. “Why are you here?” I shook my head. “Why do you from all people even care?”

She walked over to me and stood next to me in on the cliff.
“I fucking hate your guts, if you’re goanna die it might as well be by my hand. It will be easier on you no?”

I said nothing just starred of at the pink sky.

“Do it then, push me. I won’t stop you.” I muttered.


Then I felt a sting on my cheek. I held my face and growled “Ce qui la baise?!!”
“You idiot! You really think I would stain my hands with your filthy animal blood?” Allison fumed her fist clenched at her sides.

“Bitch, that hurt.” Was all I could manage, and then I felt myself becoming angry.
“Bitch, you hurt everyone!” she retorted mocking me. I saw a small smirk grow on her thin lips.

“You know what? I’m busy. Go away, go snog Liam or something, fucking souillon!”
“Just jump off a cliff!” Okay. That was it.

I turned around and tried to attack her but she held my fist in her hands. She had grown stronger and smarter. “You got me once and it cost me my nose, you think I’m goanna let you do it again?” she laughed darkly. A malicious growl escaped my lips, and so she pushed me off.
My body flew back and I tripped landing on the rocky floor.

“Idiot, Look at yourself! You’ve become pathetic! You are about to throw your life away; you are about to take the easy way out. Fight back! Fight back you coward!”
“SHUT UP!” I shouted and felt tears beginning to well in my eyes again.
“Suicide is only for cowards. Even you know you are much better than that.” She said not batting an eyelash hands on hips.

“W-Why are you doing this?” I shook my head confused.

She pursued her lips again, and shrugged.

“Tell Me.” I hissed, fixing my eyes on her. The river of tears had stopped from flowing out of my eyes.
Her eyes softened for a split second and she spoke gently.
“I had a younger sister named Amy, she killed herself two years ago-”
My eyes widened a bit, I would’ve never… “-I don’t want to go into detail, but let’s just say I felt guilty. Not being there for her, not being able to do something, to save her.”
“It wasn’t your fault- this isn’t your fault.”
“I COULD’VE SAVED HER. She said, she wanted to talk to me, but I just blew her off just like I had a 100 of times before and left to the Senior prom, I had been the only Junior invited so it was a big deal for me. The following morning, when I came back from the after bash, she wasn’t in the room, which was weird. I shrugged it off like nothing. A few hours later the cops showed up at my house, my whole family was really confused, and then when we went to the backyard-“

she stopped for a second and took in a depth breath.

“We went to the backyard- now Amy’s room as well as mine was in the 2nd floor of my home. We both had balconies outside our room.”
I shook my head and mouthed ‘no.’


“yes, there was Amy. Dead hanging off her balcony. The neighbor’s gardener had seen her when he was mowing the grass.”

I felt a chill run down my spine that was just, sickening. Then I noticed Allison’s eyes watering.

“The worst part is that we don’t know why she did it… She was only 14…”

Allison begun silently crying and so she plopped down next to me. I didn’t know what to say to her, so I choose to remain silent. She said nothing either, we just enjoyed each other’s silence and comfort for the first time ever. We remained like that for a while and when the sun begun itching in my tanned skin, I took in a deep breath. Pondering in where to begin-

“Thank you, for well saving me-you know?” she only looked at me from the corner of her light eyes.
“And well- you shouldn’t work yourself over Amy… I don’t know what to tell you, I mean you saved me, a life for a life?” I tried. Allison rolled her eyes and hugged her knees. “I’m sure she wouldn’t want you to linger in the past, you know mourn over her? You know when the plane was crashing, my mother didn’t know if she was going to make it or not. So she told my family to just move along, that she would always be with us, even after she was no longer here…”

Allison said nothing, so I stood up and offered her my hand. She didn’t take it.

“We should go back.” She said “The other must be getting worried.”
I nodded and we begun making way back to the cave. “Also, sorry about your nose.” I grinned sheepishly.

“Fuck you.” Allison slapped my arm. I laughed a little, and I couldn’t help but think she regretted saving me. But then she grinned back and everything was as okay, well as okay as things could be.
 

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         When we returned to the cave only Niall, Zayn and Kristen where there. So I was relieved. I wouldn’t have to face Harry’s glares, Louis’s anger and Liam scolding the daylights out of me.

“Ally!” Kristen ran and wrapped her arms around her best friend tightly.
“Lana!” She slapped my other cheek. I guess I did deserve that. I hissed and held my hand against it, and then she wrapped her arms around me. “Don’t ever do that again you fucktard.” She said quickly before going away taking Allison away with her. Gee.. thanks? I thought confused.

Zayn approached me, he shook head in disapproval and crossed his arms. He begun saying that I was insane, that how could I do that, that it wasn’t even a big deal, and that things could be worse that they could always be worse. Then he patted me in the back and begun talking about Harry Potter, being brave, and how he was scared of water, and had survived the crash and how I survived and then he quoted “Never live life in the fear of death, no matter how hard life gets, don’t lose hope”, he said it was one of his life motto's. Even if we weren’t very close, Zayn knew just what to say it was nice talking to him. Then Niall approached us from out of the shadows. He smiled sheepishly showing a large gap in his teeth. He looked tragic all bruised up and with cuts all over his body.

Zayn knew that Niall and I had to talk so he gave us some privacy.

He sat next to me as far away as he could.

“So, yeah…” He begun. Honestly I didn’t even want to hear him, I just wanted to see Louis or Harry so I could apologize to them and see where we all stood, and just fix this mess. I didn’t have time to deal with Niall! He begun explaining how he had felt lonely and he had liked me, and he was just pissed off because he was always lonely. And- well he just rambled on with that, and repeated how sorry he was a thousand times and how he deserved my beating.
Damn right he did. And how he wasn’t in the right mind and he should have never said what he said and that I was a blessing to the group.
Whatever…
I also apologized, well for knocking his teeth out and just being horrid to him. And we hugged it out. Now I had a change of plans, I had to think of a plan to survive and get out of here as son as possible.

                    I had looked all over known side of the island, with no results. So I found myself in the beach starring off into the now setting sun. I was admiring the view, and the different shades that the sun would make the scenario turn. Hues of pink, purple, orange, red and yellow danced before me, and I sunk my toes into the soft hand the cool water washing over them with every tug and pull the waves did. I took in a deep breath, as I begun plotting a new way to leave this cursed paradise. Then out of the corner of my eye I saw Louis standing next to me. I turned to face him rather shocked, I was expecting him to scowl and slap me just like everyone else. Instead he smiled at me. His eyes were so clear they reflected the sunlight and his skin held an orange hue thanks to the sunset. And just like that there was no scolding, no apologizing, no nothing. The subject had been dropped as if it were that- nothing
. I guess Louis understood, and everything was okay, well as okay as things could ever be in this lost paradise. No serious harm had been done…

A smile began growing on my freckly face and he opened his hand stretching out his long fingers. My hand held his and his fingers intertwined with mine.

“Glad to have ya back.” 

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