May Abbey

The Cast Away.

Presley's wound was managed by Jon. She didn't like the idea of someone dealing with her problems, but she knew she needed this and she's more than thankful. Someone called Jon when he's done. "We'll, uh, I'll try and figure out your leg issue once I fix Yvette's hip up." He said as presley nodded thanking him sincerely. Yvette. That's her name, Presley noted. She buttoned up her blouse and pushed her hair back. "Now legs, what's up with you." She said quietly, looking at her bare shins. She sighed deeply knowing there's nothing to do now. She takes one more look around, the plane wreckage, the sea, the shore, everyone else and then at her hands. Maybe a nap will pass the time, presley thought hopefully. She was just about to lay down when she saw Gordon coming somewhere out of the plane, he walked towards her and laid some snacks beside her, she smiled gratefully at him, "how is your leg now?" He asked presley. Nothing really changed about her legs, but she nodded once and said "it's not bothering me at all, I shall be fine, thanks, sir."
She took the water bottle,
"Am going to go and see the others, they're probably hungry." Gordon said before walking away. Presley drank her water, relived as the liquid cooled her sore throat.

The Cast Away.

Presley was placed on the warm sand. She shifted slowly until she was at ease. She zoned out as the two guys conversed about finding shelter and healing survivors. She learned that the older man's name is Gordon. His eyes are just like Chase's she thought again. she's aware that her eyes are a close shade of blue, but those just reminds her of her brother's. She was brought back to reality when Gordon asked her "what's your name?" She looked up to see him smiling at her, and the younger guy, Lee? was still there too. "Presley, sir" she answered quietly." My name's Presley." Before either could say anything else, another person approached and kneeled down beside them. She felt a little uncomfortable being the Centre of attention, but his voice was calm and soothing."so what's going on here?" She looked at her hands then back at them before answering "I, my legs are a little numb, I think I could hardly walk for a while.." they looked at her legs to check, and she felt her cheeks heat, so she added "there's uh, a scar in my left shoulder, but the blood has dried, nothing severe, I'll be fine." She flashed them a small smile. Presley looked around, there was another girl laying alone, she couldn't see her face but she had beautiful hair. 'I wonder what had happened to her' she thought to herself.

The Cast Away.

Presley sighed in relief as she heard someone coming her way. A guy showed up and approached to check on her, "Look I really wanna be super man and carry you out of here, but I don't think I have the strength and I don't know if it is safe to carry you." she faintly nodded when he looked at her reassuringly, and promised to get her out. Seconds later he came back with an older man. His eyes reminding her of Chase's. Presley shook the thoughts away as she felt her self being lift up.

The Cast Away.

Presley slowly opened her eyes, she was in her seat, yet everything else was not the same, she tried to remember where she is and what she was doing before all this, but her head started throbbing with pain, she felt her jaw tense as she tried to look around, trying to swallow slow and hard, she shut her eyes, sensing bitterness in her throat, it felt dry, she began taking deep breaths, and unbuckled her seat belt almost forgetting how to do so, meanwhile she began having flashbacks, very short memories, hugging her parents, the frightful sound of the airplane being torn apart. After succeeding with her seat belt she sighed deeply, tears began to form in her eyes, but she blinked them away, ready to get up she noticed her legs were too fragile to move, her blue eyes widened in fear, she looked down at her legs, nothing , her legs had some scars and scratches but nothing severe, still, she had no power to lift her legs. She assumed it was from the hard impact of the plane. As if just recalling her situation, she looked out of the shattered Window. Water. All she saw was water. She started to think about her life, she couldn't die young, like all these corpses -or what's left of them- she can't accept it, before she could create any scenarios of herself starving to death, she heard faint voices, almost like they came from her head, but she could've swore she heard someone calling for help, so she started doing the same.
"h-help" she called, her voice coming out hoarse.
she cleared her throat in so much pain that she ignored and tried once again. "Somebody help me! Please!" her voice came out louder this time yet a bit husky.
"I can't move!".

The Cast Away.

Jackson helped Presley with her luggage, packing them into the back of the taxicab. After hugging Jackson and Sandy, she bade them farewell. She got into the front seat nodding to the driver, who starts the engine. Presley steals one last glance out of the window, Jackson wrapped an arm around Sandy's skinny frame, Sandy said something into his shoulder, earning a nod and a kiss on her forehead from him. She smiled at her parents, slightly sad from what she was going to miss.
But a fresh new start was in her head, thus she soon had to be with her elder brother Chase in Europe. Presley walked out of the taxicab, followed by the driver, who helped her with her suitcase. She was about to pay when he shook his head saying, "you're father has paid me already, have a safe trip.". She thanked him and headed towards the crowded airport.
A loud voice boomed from the intercom, indicating to the European flight, Presley started boarding, and soon enough she was sitting in the plane. She looked around her, the seats were full. A young bald guy sat beside her, flashing her a smile, she turned her gaze to the window and shifted slightly away from him. Out of the window, she could tell that she was behind the plane's left wing.
Voices died down as the plane prepared for take off. An annoying voice sounded through the plane, explaining safety rules and whatnot. The plane began to take off as it slightly shook. after texting her brothe, Presley turned her phone off, and laid her head back trying to get some rest.
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Screams and shrieks were pounding through her head, alarms continuously beeping, Presley opened her eyes and everything happened in split seconds, people holding into oxygen masks, a women holding onto a toddler, yelping in tears. An abnormal metallic voice screeched from the back of the plane, looking back, Presley screamed as her eyes met the missing half of the plane, but what was worse than that, was the scene of people flying out of the plane, disappearing into thin air. Her heart picked up as she took in her surroundings. 'we are crashing!'. Presley was trying to even her respiration, but it's too late; everything goes blank and cold.