Hours had passed drifting them closer into the evening with lessening daylight. Their celebratory nature had died down, coming to a more quiet mood around the fire pit at the stern. Knight had been anxious to light it all day, and he finally had the chance as everyone settled. Bundled in their sweaters and slippers, they huddled around as close as possible to one another in an assortment of lawn chairs and plush seats. It got a little crowded with all twelve of them huddled up, saving a little space with a few ladies perched on another's lap. A few beers and a couple cocktails kept the conversations going as the sky faded into overcast, a few just sitting silently.<br/>"Come on Lillie, what have you been doing all day? We didn't see you on deck at all earlier."<br/>"Just reading." she said lightly waving her book.<br/>She was huddled onto a reclinable chair thick with extra stuffed upholstery. Her knees were tucked in under her oversize cashmere sweater that kept falling from her shoulder. He smaller frame made it a little difficult to fit her - many of the clothes she deemed unflattering being just her size. It never helped with everyone else begged her to show off a little skin.<br/>Her toes curled in her flip flops, looking over to the pair hiding in the dark all day, never really paying mind to the noises they made just a few feet below her.<br/>"Uh, so Brody? Trina? What were you guys up to all day?" she cooed, attempting to remove the attention from herself.<br/>Everyone around started to chuckled, failing miserably to concealed their mouths with manicured nails, acrylic tips and beer smelling palms.<br/>Trina just smiled, snuggling her arms around Brody's neck as he grabbed at her toned rear falling from her very short shorts. She flipped her hair with a single answer, turning her lips to her handsome boyfriends and entangling their tongues, clearly unphased by those around them.<br/>"Isn't it obvious?" she purred.<br/>Lillie's cheeks turned a little pink, looking down into the fire as she sipped her punch, her blue fingernails peeking from the long sleeves just enough to hold her straw.<br/>"Sorry I asked..." she sipped.<br/>Knight sat back against his favorite seat, his arms out along the top cushion, which Natalie took full advantage of, as well as Sabrina - despite her hand still squeezing at Johnston's knee. He knew her feelings towards the guy. But he was one who took more concern if he was actually rewarded more than the feelings that came along with it. He was okay with it all. He was even so chauvinistic as to ask to compare.<br/>"What're we gonna do when we get on the mainland?" Sabrina asked cheerfully.<br/>"Who knows? Shop?" Natalie piped.<br/>"And if there are no malls?" Conner retorted.<br/>"Lounge on the beach?"<br/>"We do that here on the boat." Johnston chimed.<br/>"Well fuck, I don't know them. God, you guys get so technical." Sabrina pouted.<br/>Johnston laughed and pulled her head close, planting a long kiss on her temple.<br/>"We're just teasing babe." he laughed.<br/>She sat sunken in her seat, crossing her arms and staring into the dancing flames, fidgeting excessively to keep from burning off her kneecaps. Natalie moved the rest her head and Knight's shoulder, his movements in perfect timing as he leaned forward to stoke the flames, avoiding the fresh scent of a banana daiquiri on her breath. She was certainly the drinker of their little group, but no one ever seemed to say much, let alone out of concern.<br/>The silence was disturbed by nothing other that the occasional sloshing of beer in aluminum, the newly indivisible pair of lips between Conner and Layla, and the crackling of the fire. After a while of empty looks and awkward stares, Trina took a hissing breath in, standing from Brody's lap and zipping up her hoodie whilst pulling at his strong wrist.<br/>"Well, I think it's time for us to go to bed." She said, obviously meaning something other than.<br/>Brody scooped her up, holding her by her butt as he climbed the shallow stares, her lips taunting his before he paused at the top step, starring unnervingly.<br/>"What's that?" He murmured.<br/>Trina turned her head, sliding from his waist and pushing her hair from face.<br/>"Guys? I think you should come look at this." she rattled.<br/>"We don't want to see anything you two are going at." Johnston chuckled.<br/>"No really, get up here." he urged.<br/>With a wave of heavy sighs and mumbles, they all lifted their blankets and stuck their feet in their shoes, trudging their way up towards the bow. Trina was already tucked under Brody's arm, as the wind picked up, forcing them closer to the shadowed horizon. A quiet stirring flitted through them, their eyes settling on an island, barely more than a few miles ahead, and their boat was still heading straight at a steady pace.<br/>"Captain!" Knight called, slipping through his friends.<br/>He hopped through, turning on the railing as he descended down into the lounging room, the captain just getting to his feet with a cup of coffee in hand. His eyes looked tired and a bit peeved that they were so rudely interrupted. He straightened his coat, and addressed his employer politely, asking calmly how he could assist him.<br/>"There is an island straight ahead. We need to slow down." he said a little frantic.<br/>"Nonsense boy. I watched the monitor all afternoon. There was nothing indicating-"<br/>"It is right in front of us." he snapped.<br/>The captain's gaze turned back to his first mate, already on his feet as they all briskly made their way up the stairs. His eyes widened as his mouth dried, unable to articulate a thing, the coffee shattering at his feet. He only moved as his helping hand shoved past him up to the control board. He flipped several switches and tapped their radar, beads of sweat forming on brow with his quickening pulse. He was no calmer as the Captain gently pushed him aside and followed the same actions but with no better outcome.<br/>"I don't understand - it's no where on our system."<br/>"Well it's there now, we have to-"<br/>His first mate paused, pulling slowly on the throttle brake, but stopping and growing pale as it had no effect. The engine still revving as they sped along towards the beach, but not before the rocky wall that guarded it. He jumped over to their radar, pressing a serious of buttons, only to be greeted with a fritzing screen reaction. Buttons and levers and anything he could think of was pulled, pushed and made to work with not different outcome. It seemed as though their equipment had frozen. The captain just stared in shock, his heart beating against his old chest as the sounds of his panicked first mate were simple blurs.<br/>Everyone on deck began to shrivel backward as they got closer, stepping back to the stern and near the blazing fire as though it would help.<br/>"Why aren't we stopping!"<br/>They all began to flurry in panic, skittering back and forth along the deck, the foolish ones beginning to descend into the yacht. The one's still within earshot looked up to the first mate, his voice in a violent scream for everybody to hang on. Less than a second later he slid past the captain, reaching up and pulling sharply at a blaring horn. It's obnoxious tune was steady and deep, ranging as far as the other side of the island. But what could that do? There was no one else around and no one worth hearing it within earshot.<br/>A brash bump lifted the boat for a moment. The first rock to shake them. A few smaller followed as Knight's view caught just enough of the wall before their nose collided with it's rigid body.<br/>"Everybody hang on!"<br/>They barely got a grip on the sides as they collided head on, the stern lifting quickly with the aid of an unfortunately timed wave, flipping them over the other side of the barrier. A sprinkle of bodies fell from its eggshell boat as it crashed and rolled into pieces along the rocks. No one could see anything as they were tossed and stirred in a small bowl of harsh waves and sturdy stone. Who knows how long they were trapped, kicking and screaming for help as they were unable to find each other.<br/>Hours had passed and the sky was barely lit as Knight coughed his way up. His knees were scratched and battered by the lining of shells and pebbles guarding the soft sand. His head hung low as he heaved for breath, finally able to find it as he threw his head up to look around him, no one else in sight. Was he the only one to make it? He made it too his feet, treading carefully even with his simple canvas beach shoes. He thought to yell but could still barely find the breath to inhale deeply, let alone call out for anyone else.<br/>They waves were loud and crashing even at several yards away, the light swishing over the beach almost calming had he not just nearly been shredded. A small voice suddenly strained over the sounds. Turning quickly, he looked over to see someone clamoring up the rocky surface. He trotted over, nearly loosing balance in his ankles as he coughed a few more times in attempts to call out to them.<br/>It was Trina. She scraped along the uneven surface, pulling her self up as she dragged a bloody limb behind her. Knight tried to gather his voice, kneeling down and pulling her arm over his shoulder. She winced and growled in pain, stumbling up against him, unable to walk. He looked down to her blood ridden leg, reaching down and scooping her up in his arms, carrying her up the the soft sand. As soon as her rear was flat, she flopped, her head pressing back against the ground with agony contorting her face. Knight was finally able to take a moment, looking down at what ailed her. From the side of her knee down her calf she bled, steady and thick with a mix of sand and sea water. He tore away his hoodie and balled it up pressing it to her lengthy gash. She howled for a moment, gritting her teeth and hissing as she sat up, his legs running to the nearest vegetation. His eyes grazed around for a moment, pulling a decent size stick from the leaves and working it over his hands. It seemed sturdy enough. He sprinted back, fumbling to remove his belt as he wrapped it and tightened it just above her knee.<br/>"Did you see anyone else?" he finally spoke.<br/>She shook her head for a moment, as though still coughing up sea water.<br/>"No one. It took forever to get out of that bowl. I was half way here when a wave rushed me into something."<br/>"How'd you make it?"<br/>"Varsity swimmer bitch." she tried to chuckle.<br/>Her lips pressed firmly together, breathing indecently through her nose as she continued to twist to the point of numbing. Knight looked around for a moment, running his fingers back through his hair to clear his view as he took a better look at the opening. It was deeper toward her upper calf, thinning out to more of a scratch near her ankle. They both snapped their heads as they saw a few more walking their way, slow and holding different body parts. Knight looked down at Trina, waving him off as she held her tourniquet. He bounded up and jogged to them, Lillie being the only one to reciprocate as she leaped into his arms, the heavy material of her sweater sleeves slapping against his back.<br/>"Are you guys okay? What happened?"<br/>"We hit a fucking wall, that's what happened!"<br/>"John enough! There's nothing we can do now." Sabrina snapped.<br/>"Is anyone else with you?" Conner huffed, his face devoid of his spectacles.<br/>"Just Trina. I haven't seen anyone else until now."<br/>They all looked up and around, hoping to see or hear something over the crashing water. It took a moment, but they finally made their way over to Trina, still stifling the blood flow from her leg. Conner took a moment to examine it with his pre-med knowledge, hoping it wasn't beyond his level.