A Shell For Two | JWCC | Yaz x Fem Oc

6 : Collision Impact

"Hey, back off. Not everything revolves around you and your phone!" Yasmina exclaims. Hecate grits her teeth and walks forward

"Why are you always defending her, Yasmina!?" Hecate yells, "It's always fucking her, it's like I don't even exist anymore! I get that she's your friend but that doesn't mean you ignore me! I'm your girlfriend for fucks sake!" She gestures to herself before wincing and letting her arm hang at her rest, "Sammy, i can't trust any of you right now, so if you have the phone just hand it over so we can stop this fucking nonsense and get off this damn island!"

Hecate huffs and sits on a log. The others think over what she says for a moment before another argument spikes up. The girl focuses on herself for the moment. She unwraps the bloody shirt and tosses it to the ground. Hecate twists her arm different ways to see where the bullet might be. She grabs her pocket knife and cuts a line on either side of the wound before sticking her fingers in. She bites her lip, mostly likely drawing blood, and pulls out the bullet.

Hecates sighs in relief once it's over, now she just has to worry about it getting infected. She wipes her tears and stands, grabbing her shirt and walking over to the group.

"No one is getting out of here! We just saw people get eaten! We're alone, we're defenseless. We're dead." Ben yells as she walks up.  The others scoff.

"We're not giving up!" Darius starts, "I get it. It's scary. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. Things aren't always gonna go your way. Life is messy and sometimes... things fall apart." Ha, hecate thinks, what an understatement. "But that's okay because when that happens, we pick up the pieces and keep going. And we never give up." Hecate rolls her eyes.

"What about your necklace?" Sammy asks

"It's not important." Darius says and puts a hand to his heart, "I've got all the memories right here."

Hecate rolls her eyes again, "Eísai tóso afelís, paidí mou" she mutters before speaking up, "Enough with the sappy shit, i need someone to cut a few of my clothes into strips." (You're so fucking naive, kid)

"Why?" Sammy asks

Hecate scoffs, "Well, I obviously can't, idiot" She snarks and lifts her arm. Their eyes widen at the dried blood on her hand and arm.

"Don't call h—" Yaz starts but stops when Hecate glares at her.

"I'm pissed right now, Yasmina, you really wanna start something with me?" She snarls. Yaz shakes her head while Kenji grabs the pocket knife and starts cutting the clothes.

"Hey, Superstar, you learn any health shit when making your videos?" Hecate asks.

"Yeah, do you want me to wrap your arm?" She replies

"If you don't mind, please." Brooklynn looks startled by her soft tone. Hecate laughs, noticing, "You and Darius haven't done anything to piss me off so I won't be rough with you just yet."

Brooklynn laughs loudly, drawing Yasmina's attention, "You act so much older than the rest of us."

"I turned sixteen yesterday and my mindset is probably a lot more advanced than y'all's" Hecate says.

"Why would you say that?" Brooklynn asks, she begins wrapping Hecate's arm whenever Kenji brings the strips over, "Happy belated birthday by the way. You should've told us."

Hecate nods, "I saw too many things way too early. My dad was murdered five years ago, which just happened to be on my birthday. That's why I didn't celebrate yesterday." She explains before continuing, "My dad was a boxer and he was about to do a rematch against this other guy. One of his opponent's crazy fans got it into his head that the only way his "idol" could win is if my dad was dead" she does one handed parentheses, "So, he broke into our home, it was obvious the guy was high out of his mind. Dad tried fighting him off but he was killed, obviously, but the dumbass guy didn't think it was enough so he tried to kill me too." The boxer lifts her shirt to show a long white scar, about seven inches in length, on the left of her abdomen.

"The guy stabbed me right here. I guess he sobered up and came to his senses because he tried pulling the knife out. He just ended up pulling upwards, which is why the scar longer than a regular kitchen knife. The dude called 911, but it was too late for my dad. I almost bled out but I got to the hospital in enough time. My adopted dad is the one who arrested the man."

Hecate sees Brooklynn's face and chuckles, "Sorry, I ramble whenever I'm stressed. You just happened to be here when I trauma dumped this time."

"I..I'm so sorry you went through that, Hecate..." She replies

"Oh, I'm totally over it...ish. Anyway, I'm fine." Hecates lifts her arm, "Thanks, Brooklynn."

The influencer nods before helping the girl up, "C'mon, we probably need to keep going."

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Kinda short chapter, and some back-story. Can't have a character without a ton of trauma. 😌