Chapter Nineteen
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I walked back to the house. It wasn't still "furnished" like the tropical I'm stranded sort of scenario so I decided that maybe it was a good idea to at least make something soft like a bed. I didn't know what to use though. There weren't that many materials, at least none that I could come up with, but then I remembered that the boat had seats. Maybe I could open those up and use the cotton or whatever was inside those seats. I walked out of the house again and returned to the boat. Nick wasn't anywhere to be seen. I thought he said he'd come quickly, but he did not. Was he looking for lunch maybe? I had to try to relax. Nick had been here for a very long time, so it was obvious that he knew how to survive this place quite well, although he wasn't devoid of any accidents. I pushed away those thoughts of tragedy and moved on. Maybe he was swimming with Tala. Whatever he was doing, I could not help him either way. I didn't know where he was exactly and I didn't know how to swim. The white-colored seats were heavy for me carry. I could only carry two at a time and I didn't want to walk back and forth so I hoped that the two seats would be enough. I walked until I reached the "house" and then I tossed the seats to the ground. I didn't mean to, but I was too weak to carry them any longer. I sat on the floor on top of one of them, and gosh was that a relief. It made me remember all of the things I took for granted, little things like mattresses and pillows, even a chair would be nice. Gosh, how many things I took for granted. I didn't even have my cell phone. I thought about the things that used to be important to me, appearance, make up and being the hottest girl on school. I had to cut class and buy and at times even shoplift a pair of earrings or a new lip gloss. Those things didn't matter anymore, although I did miss them. I missed perfumes and deodorants the most and soap, God, what would I have done with a bar of soap. I didn't stink so bad, but I always smelled of sand and sea.
As I thought about this I heard grumpy mumble and the crunching of leaves. The sound was nearer and nearer until I could almost feel it in the little house.
"Karina... puta Karina, bitch... Where are you, huh?" It was Camilo's voice. He was angry and I was scared. I didn't know what to do except to breathe as silently as I possibly could. I wondered if he would look into the house, find me and kill me or beat me to death? I did not know. If Nick really wanted to help me now would have been a good time to have shown up, but he didn't and soon the shadow of Camilo loomed over me. His face was puffy, black and blue, his left eye was swollen and it looked like if he had a huge stone wrapped underneath it. His cheeks were red with the stain of blood along with the neck of his shirt.
"Karina?" He mumbled. I stayed quiet.
"Is that you?" He asked me. I didn't dare move. Then, he dropped on the ground like a huge stone. I was afraid of him and although I wanted to help him I didn't dare out of fear. I didn't know what he was thinking or if he was thinking at all. Maybe he was delirious. Whatever he was, I did not move. I knew I was supposed to stay in the house, but I wasn't going to stay next to Camilo. I heard him snoring. His back moved up and down. His eyes were closed. Apparently, he was sleeping. I didn't t care what he was doing or how he was doing iit. I stood up and left the comfort of the seat to return to the boat. I thought maybe over there I could see Nick sooner anyway and tell him about Camilo. I tip-toed my way out very carefully. I avoided making any sounds with my feet and when I was near him I did my very best to not touch any part of his body. He breathed hard once and coughed. My heart jumped thrice. I thought he was going to wake up. He seemed disturbed by something, but nothing happened. He continued to sleep. I tip-toed myself out of his way and then once I was out of the house I ran away as fast as I could and started to cry.. I headed for the boat. I sat in it and I waited. My stomach soon grumbled, so I grabbed a can of pears. I opened it and I ate. My belly hurt. I didn't feel well. I ended up throwing up the yellow waste of food. I looked at the can and realized that the pears had their date of expiration. Apparently, the ones I had eaten had expired last year. I checked all of them, four cans expired last year and there were two left that were still good, but I didn't open any of them because my stomach was upset and because I didn't want anything to go to waste. I didn't have a watch so I didn't know the time, but the sun began to shrink and the clouds began to turn orange. It seemed like the sun was saying goodbye and the night was saying hello. I got bored. I tried to entertain myself with a song and waited for hours and hours until my eyes closed.
I woke up, I don't know at what hour, but it was fully dark when I did. The moon was the only thing glimmering in the sky. My vision wasn't clear and the waves were now the color of blackness.
"Oh s**t. I fell asleep! I forgot," I said to myself. Carefully, I got out of the boat and tried my best to return to the "house". I was able to reach it because I knew the way so well, but when I did I only saw Camilo's silhouette on the floor. He was still snoring and he had not moved an inch. Where was Nick? I wondered and started to worry. I walked out of the house and just sat in front of it to protect it and to wait for Nick. I played with ants in the sand. I was bored and I did nothing but wait and wait. When the sun began to peak out, I heard the crunching of leaves and branches and I knew that walking speed, I recognized it. I was sure that it was Nick and when I looked up, there he was with his shorts, his necklace well placed and his blue eyes looking right at me.
"Nick what happened? I waited for you all night?" I said, but he didn't answer. He walked into the house and stumbled on Camilo's sleeping body.
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