Chapter 5

                                    

                                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
5| Good bye, sweet darling, I still love you.
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Me and Ben sat in the back, everyone panting, I jump as Yas gets out and slams the door, then I open the trunk and pull Ben out with me, his palms are sweaty and muddy, and once we stand, he's leaning on me for support. 
“We are not ok!” Yas yells, and I scoff. 
“Figured out that much,” I mutter, then I glance at Ben, who's paler than usual, “Do you want water?” I ask him, sitting him down next to Bumpy and unzipping my backpack, he gestures for me to sit down as well, and I do. 
I hand him the water, “Here,” I say, and he takes it, sipping it and sighing as I turn to Sammy, my expression hard. I glare at her. 
“What were you thinking!?” Brooklyn explodes, “Taking and breaking our only form of communication so we can get off the island!” she yells, and I nod. 
“Took the words right out of my mouth.” I say, agreeing with Brooklyn. 
“I didn't mean to break it!” Sammy yells, clamping her hands over her ears. 
Brooklyn laughs, though its half-hearted. 
Darious speaks up, “why did you steal the phone, Sammy? What was so important you stole it?”
Brooklyn crosses her arms, and I sigh, rubbing Bumpy's head.
She wanted to delete the video. Both videos.
I stare at our surroundings, then I stare at everyone's faces, stopping at Ben before moving on, I look at Sammy and my jaw tightens. 
Brooklyn opens her mouth to say something, but I cut her off, “You guys wanna know why Sammy took the phone?” everyone turns their attention to me, and I look at the ground, plucking blades of grass and then feeding them to Bumpy. I peek at Sammy, then I look at Ben, and without taking my eyes off Ben's face, I tell them; 
“You know how Sammy said her families farm donates meat to the park?” I ask, and then look up at them all, “and how she said thats how she got her ticket? Because my father was generous enough too give one to the family that stocks their shelves with meat for the dino's?” 
I pause, relishing in the way Sammy's face drained, “I got to look at the applications, who got invited, who won their invitation —” my eyes drift to Darious and then my stare turns cold when I look at Sammy, “who bought their ticket. If Sammy really did get invited, she would've been on the list with Ben and Kenji.”