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    The Shipwreck

    Story written on September 14, 2019 by Bette0Porter.
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    I needed to cure those wounds, though. While I admiring her I also saw in what state her body was at that moment; some scratches on her stomach, some on the legs, and an ugly one on her shoulder blade. I looked around, searching for something I could use to disinfect the injuries. Once I

    I needed to cure those wounds, though. While I admiring her I also saw in what state her body was at that moment; some scratches on her stomach, some on the legs, and an ugly one on her shoulder blade. I looked around, searching for something I could use to disinfect the injuries. Once I got the aid kit I found in one of the drawers between the bed, I wondered how she could own such things; something so close to where I came from. But putting the thoughts aside, I started cleansing her wounds.

    The sensation of having my hands so close to her body was driving me crazy. Not to mention the moment in which I had to rub the lotion on a scratch that was so close to her groin. She must have felt it as she let out a little moan; I know that it was because she was hurting, but God help me, I was about to faint.

    All the wounds were clean, there was only the one on her shoulder blade left. The worst one. I came close just to give it a better look.  I had to lean down just a bit, as I was sitting at the side of the bed. One hand placed near Bette’s side, just to keep steady. But I lost my balance, and let my upper body fell onto Bette’s. I didn’t get the time to get up that I was met by those beautiful eyes of hers. We had never been so close. I could feel her warm breath caressing my face. We lingered for a while, until I saw her frown and wince once again.

    “Oh, my God, sorry!” during my not so elegant fall I unconsciously rested my hand on her shoulder blade.

    She only shook her head, letting me know she was alright.

     

    As soon as I was done with the medications she fell into a deep sleep. I asked myself what she was doing on that tree and how she managed to fall down and stay there for a whole week. She didn’t reply when I asked that, and I had to know if there was more behind it. But with all that happened that afternoon I totally forgot that I didn’t have a clock with me and I didn’t know what time it was. I went out and I saw darkness.

    I panicked! “Fuck!” I uttered not minding how loud my voice was, waking her up.

    “Uh?” she uttered groggily.

    “It’s late”

    She titled her head confused.

    “Dark” I said pointing at the outside. “I have to go” my father and the others were probably looking for me, and the worst thing was that if they found out about her I didn’t know what could have happened. I got up and approached the exit, she immediately followed me.

    “What?” she said.

    “I have to go” I repeated.

    She only nodded not understanding what my sudden outburst was about. Without arguing she let me go. She was hurting and I guessed she didn’t even have the strength to try to figure out more. When I went out and blindly walked straight ahead, another thing occurred to my mind: I had followed Bette without following the map. I was lost.

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    2. Hi Bette0Porter,

      You are spoiling us with those chapters in short time! Keep them coming.

      Tina lost, no please turn straight back to Bette!!!

      So they are already a few months on the island and Tina was able to hold Bette a secret all those months. But she will leave soon now the ship is repaired and leave Bette behind 😟 What will happen?

      I still wonder about Bette and how she seems to be the only one living on the island? How did she get the furniture,? Is it washed up on the beach?

      I hope you will explain soon what Bette’s story is!

      So many questions to answer my dear Bette0Porter! Maybe a new chapter tomorrow?

      Thank you so much for the regularly post!

    3. Hey Bette0Porter:

      Great chapter, so, Bette has the commodities of the civilized world; and she knows how to use them, I see several possibilities, but I rather wait till you tell us what happened with her.

      I think it’s unanimous, we all want Tina passes the night in Bette’s cave, I think even Bette wants that.

      But, my concern is the bunch of losers, they will come looking for her and may discover Bette.

      Thanks for this wonderful chapter, and pps.

      P

    4. I think Bette not telling the truth – what she’s doing on the tree? And she can’t just lie unconscious for two days until Tina found her. So what she’s doing?

      Thank you and waiting for update!

      P.S I also think that Tina could spend the night with Bette.

    7. Tina is obviously not thinking or very young and immature. She finds Bette unconscienous from a fall from a tree. She has been on the ground for two days? I think the story said a week? She appears to be able to walk, but if she has been out for any period of time, she needs water immediately. A splash on the face to revitize her is insufficent, after all they are in a tropical climate exposed to the changing temperatures of the day and night, lying on the ground for many hours.. She proabobly needs water and food. Tina should at least stay with her until she is certain that there are no residual serious injuries – head trama or internal injuries. Since Bette is living alone, Tina is the only candidate to provide her care until she is certain Bette can provide for herself. Is there water and food in the cave? How does Bette provide herself with food? Tina realizing that night has come, is far more anixious to keep her secret friendship and adventures, than Bette’s well being. Yes, she has treated the superfiscal flesh wounds but she has given no consideration to whether Bette is in a position to take care of her own needs once she leaves the cave. If Tina’s motivation is to keep Bette safe, then she has missed the potential problems that Bette’s situation may have. I was surprised that Tina considered leaving the cave at all until she was satisfied that Bette has what she needs to recover from this fall.

      This is an excellent story and I am enjoying it immensely. I see many possiblities for the continuation of this story but I will let the author determine that path. Keep up the good work…hope to see another chapter soon.

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