Stranded

I wake up, curled up in a small wooden crate. I sit up slightly, looking around at the small wooden buildings surrounding a dimly lit fire. My eyes scan the area and fall on another wooden crate. My eyes widen as I see who's in it. Zayn.

"Zayn!" I whisper yell. But, he doesn't move. I dig in the dirt and find a small rock. I pray that my aim is good enough and I launch the rock towards him. It successfully hits him on the head and he shoots up.

"Sky?" He calls out, frantically looking around.

"I'm right here." I say, sitting all the way up. I squeeze my eyes shut at the throbbing pain inside my head.

"Where are we?" He asks nobody in particular, looking around.

"I don't know but by the looks of it, its not a good place." I say cautiously.

"There's someone coming." He says quietly. I follow his gaze and see the same man who attacked me, coming towards us. He comes over to me and unlocks my crate. He grabs me by my hair and drags me out.

"Sky! No!" Zayn yells. The man grabs ahold of me and pulls a knife to my throat.

"No! Sky! NO!" Zayn screams, trying to kick his way out. I feel the knife dig into my throat as I feel small droplets of blood run down my neck the stinging pain makes its way across my neck.

"SKY!" Zayn screams at the top of his lungs. I squeeze my eyes shut as everything slows down.

"Sky! I love you!" He screams, making my eyes widen. I look at him and a couple tears run down his tan cheeks. I kick the man holding me, making him let me go. Once I'm out of his grip, I limp over to Zayn and fiddle with the lock. I stand up and kick it off, letting him out. Someone yanks me and drags me through the dirt.

"Zayn go! Run!" I scream but he doesn't move. Another man starts going towards him.

"Go! I'll be fine! It's better them have one of us than both! Just-goddamn it Zayn! Go!" I demand but he doesn't move.

"Zayn. If you don't leave. I'll never forgive you." I say and he looks into my eyes sorrowfully.

"I'll come back for you. I promise." He says quietly, backing up slowly and finally turning around and running away. The guy runs after him but I fall to the floor and stick my leg out, tripping him. He gets back up and smacks me in the face.

"Totelé!" A woman's voice screams. The mans head snaps up and his whole demeanor changes. He backs away and a tan woman comes into view.

"I am sorry." She struggles with her English.

"This is my husband. Totelé. I am Sawan." She says in her strong islander accent.

"Acha malkia wangu." The man speaks in some foreign language. I get up off the floor as they argue.

"No mimi si basi wewe kuumiza hii msichana maskini." She says. He starts to get mad and pushes her in a building. He blocks the door and comes back, tying my hands and feet together. He ties me to a stick and the two men grab each end of the stick, placing me over the fire.

"You're going to cook me? Are you insane?" I cry out even though they can't understand me. They just smile evily and make the fire bigger, heating my stomach.

They're going to-eat me. I'm going to be food.

Notes

How was it? Do you think Zayn was just saying that o our does he really love her? Hmm...

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