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OOC: I'm actually glad it's stopped for a bit xD Cause I need a life x3

"Why was I born thin..." Jessica thought out loud after she heard Thomas' and Anna's conversation, then chuckled. "Okay, I'll go. But I guess Anna should climb up to us first."

Ooc: I'm not glad cuz I don't have one and I don't know where to buy one and how much does it cost. And by the way, did you mean climb up to us as in come back? :3

"Alright." Annabelle freely slid through the hole, this time protecting her both hands under some more bandage. She crawled further away from the hole and stood up. "It's safe, Jess." She smiled. " Just be careful, the floor is a little sharp."

Thomas nodded and looked at Jessica with a 'go on' kind of look, that seemed a little pushy but not mean.

Dawson looked at her with a smile. " You can do it. If my fatty sister can, you can do too."

"I'm not fat!" Annabelle growled, but then saw a glare from her other brother and decided to shut up.

OOC: I feel bad for you then x3 I love that RP, but constant replying gets annoying for me soon xD And yeah, I meant that xD

"I know I can, Dawson, it's just that I haven't done this before." she said with a worried voice, but she had no other choice. She put her hands in front of herself, and then slid backwards through the hole. Her friends were right: she made it just as perfectly as she could. "Maybe being thin wasn't that bad at all..." she thought out loud again and chuckled. Then picked up the knife she left in the cave, and started digging.

Jake was so happy that Anna was here with them once again, that he couldn't care less about others. He really was about to hug her, but thought it wouldn't be appropriate now, so he just smiled at her lovingly. "Thank God you're here with us. And safe." he said in his usual soft voice whenever he was around her.

Ooc: I'm kind of I dunno, documenting it? Like picking up all the posts and pasteing on some software that has some sort of documents such as wordpad and saving it :3

Annabelle just smiled silently. "I'll go now. I'll see you soon." Annabelle said, crawled back to the hole and slid through it. She begun digging again, while waiting for others to join. " It seems like we're finally getting out of here." She said to everyone.

Johnathan smiled at the hole. They will finally be able to come home and relax... Jessica would finish her exams, he wouldn't have to put up with his siblings all the time... It would be great. He walked up to it and continued to dig.

Dawson followed his brother, trying to make the hole bigger, big enough for him, Johnathan, Jake and Thomas to fit in. None of them were exceptionally tall or muscular, but they were men, and the girls...were girls.

Thomas dug the hole as well.

Ooc: Bump :D

OOC: SORRY! D8 I'm such a b**ch for not replying for so long xD And, I just love getting Jessica into all kinds of trouble xD Just wanted to make a lil' twist to this RP xD

Jessica then dug the hole from outside. Then suddenly, she dug out one rock that was really big. She only noticed when it fell down, straight on her. It hit her badly, and she began to fall down the mountain, screaming. She tried to grab any rock that was sticking out of the mountain, but it didn't help. She fell down into the trees. As she reached the ground, she passed out. Blood was dripping out ofher legs, arms, and some parts of the face.

"JESS!" Jake screamed as he saw her falling down. He layed down so he could see better through the hole, and, when she fell to the ground, he looked at them. "What shall we do now?" he said in panic.

Ooc:It's alright, but I was beginning to think you forgot it so I bumped it :3

"Jessica!!"Dawson yelled as he leaned forward, he slid through the hole ignoring every kind of injury he got, serious or not, but he was too late. She was already on the ground, passed out. "Come on, we need to help her!" He yelled as he began climbing down.

Annabelle watched her for a while, shocked and then began climbing down to help her friend.

"How can we help her?" He asked Thomas. Johnathan was pretty muscular so the hole would be too small for him to fit through, but he really wanted to help her.
Thomas picked up a first aid kit he had taken with himself. He threw it to Dawson. "Unfortunately, we can't do much else but keep digging." He told him. "Jake, I think you'll fit through the hole as well, but you can get injured." He told Jessica's brother.

Dawson finally climbed down to Jessica, he ran his hands through her hair as he looked at her face, her closed beautiful eyes and her big juicy looking lips. He checked her pulse and realized that Jessica, is in fact, still alive. She shouted up to Thomas, "What should I do!?" He asked, he didn't know what to do.

"Is she deeply injured and is she alive?" Thomas shouted down the hole, only to hear "I guess" to both of the questions. He sighed, and then shouted back; "She'll wake up" He shouted down, "But please treat her wounds now. There's this liquid, it will sting but she's unconscious so she won't really feel that, then you'll have to wrap the wounds with the bandage. "

"Dawson nodded as he poured a little bit of the liquid into his arm and massaged it into her wounds. His arms got bloody but he didn't care.

Annabelle was close to them, but she had not climbed down just yet.

"When you go down, help me," Dawson told Jake and Anna.

Thomas nodded. He searched for the pile in their bag up until he found it. "Here!" He said as he threw it weakly, not wanting them to lose it.

John continued to dig the hole. It was the best he could do for now. After getting out a fairly big rock, he looked at Thomas with a questioning look. "Should I?"he asked, looking at the hole.

"Yes, I think we'll fit now." Thomas said. He picked up a bag and put it on the other side of the hole. He did it with the other bags as well, then he slid through the hole and began climbing down the mountain.

Johnathan just followed Thomas, hoping Jessica is alright.

"What can we do now?" Dawson asked as he saw them coming down. He waited for them to climb down to hear their answer.

"We have to wait now, though check her pulse after a few minutes. If it gets worse, we'll have to help her, but now we can't do anything." Thomas told him as he looked at the girl.

Annabelle had already climbed down. She stared at the injured friend with horror.

Dawson grabbed the bandage out of Jake's hands quickly and he wrapped it around her wounds. His eyes were wide in fear that she might die. He didn't even realize that salty, liquid tears began rolling down his face. He wiped them off, not wanting to look like a wimp, but he couldn't stop the crying. "Please, be okay," he prayed as he looked at Jessica.

Johnathan hurried up to Jessica, this time not really thinking about his brother and how he would like to get her. He was honestly worried about her. "Jessica, please be alright," he made a small smile to comfort himself.

Thomas watched the two from a distance when he climbed down. He only sighed, he knew something was going on.

ooc: sorry if they are out of character, I just realized they were really two dimensional and i wanted to give them some depth. I'm seriously sorry if that is a bit of a godmodding, i'll try not to do that again c:

Dawson was startled. "Is she opening...?" He managed to mumble out through his tears, although he couldn't bear to even finish the sentence. His eyes were hazy and he couldn't focus just enough to understand what is going on, but he did see enough to realize she was feeling better. But it didn't soothe him much. She was still lying here, injured. The sight of her almost made him feel guilty. He didn't valued his friends and siblings just as much. He bickered with them over nothing. He was the one to get them into this s***ty situation. His feelings were flowing overboard, as he began to whisper to himself, silently enough to be the only one to hear it; "It's my fault, I'm horrible, it's always mine..."

"Yes, she is. She's going to be okay!"
Well, Annabelle wasn't so sure about that. She had always been the kind of person to ignore negativity in her life. The comfort of ignoring soothed her, but now she had to open her eyes. Where were they? It only now struck her. They were lost in a set of cold, icy mountains, and she ignored the situation she was in. She wasn't careful and it was only luck that let her get away with a painful arm. And heck, it still hurt! It was burning like someone poured hot lava on it. She was able to endure it before, but sliding through the mountainous cliffs teared down the bandage and the skin. "F***. " She swore, taking a quick peek into her bleeding hand and then rushing up to the rest of the guys.
It also only now struck her how much they all cared about each other - she was willing to risk her life, for her friends, just like they were willing to risk theirs for her. She had taken notice of the tears in Dawson's eyes. The poor guy desperately needed her to be alive. She noticed him whispering, whispering something that she couldn't quite make out. She almost wanted to hug him, but she had a feeling he might blow up. She steered clear of eye contact with him and concentrated on the injured older girl in front of her.

Thomas felt sick. Sick in all sort of ways. He was sick in the stomach, the cold and the lack of food was getting to him - he was sick of the way they handled their situation, and he was sick of his complete incompetence. He was supposed to keep them out of trouble - and honestly, he began believing he wasn't qualificied for such task. They sucked the living daylights out of him, breaking his spirit and seeing the situation now made him tumble even more. He fell on his scraped and scarred knees, just a metre or so behind the worried teenagers. His violet lips didn't move a twitch, so did his tight closed eyes, in desperate need of blocking the situation out of his system. Everybody, everybody including him were irresponsible kids who couldn't handle everything. He was at his breaking point. And he was irresponsible.

Was Johnathan worried? Yes. He was significantly worried about the situation. But his eyes didn't water, his mouth didn't twitch into inconherent sobs. He was a tough guy. Rational, always a little distanced, sometimes forcing himself directly into relationships. But it was all fine. He put his hand on Jessica's cheek, somewhat awkwardly as he began to feel her breathe in a more regular manner. His lips curled up into a simple, hopeful smile, but it was blocked out by a sudden force ramming into his left cheek, making him lose his balance and fall on the icy terrain.

"You insensitive jerk!" Dawson cried, feeling out of focus and out of control. His hand has turned into an indestructible fist, his lips curled down into a human equivalent of a snarl. He attacked his brother although he was too much in shock to react back immediately. His fists flew on his shoulders, stomach, "It's not my fault, it's yours! You care LESS than any one of us!"
Anna was panicking. Her mind was screaming for help and she was quick to turn to the only sane ones left, in her mind; "Thomas, please! Help us! Jake could you control them?" She was strong verbally but she felt too exhausted to really do anything. She was tired.
Before John could see who hit him he was under the shower of pain and fists, barely having a chance to open his eyes to see his younger brother. "Get off me!" He finally snapped, dealing a powerful blow to his chest, leaving him flying to the right, just behind his worried sister. "What the heck is even wrong with you!?" He roared as he was about to stand up.

"Guys, just look at her! She's up, she's up!" She had no idea what else to resort to, but she was right - Anna saw Jess open up her eyes. It was an indicator that she was mostly alright. Heck, she didn't care how alright she was - she needed to distract them before it went too far.
He woke up immediately, crawling down to his beloved friend. He huged her tightly, wrapping his bruised arms around her, feeling sore in the chest. He was crying, although it was clear he wanted to hide it. Wanted being the keyword - he didn't try, understanding how useless that would be. "I love you, Jessica, I love you, I love you so much." Dawson murmured under his breath, but eventually let her go. He remembered his selfish nature. He stilll was hesitant of letting her hug John, who had also hurried up to to Jess to see is she alright.

After he guessed their emotions were sorted, Thomas let himself wake up from his distanced state. The man stood up in a slow yet firm motion, although his knees were shaking slightly. In fact, he was shaking slightly himself, not being able to deal with the stress. His voice was stern, serious, powerful. " Let's move. Now. I don't care how, it's going to happen. " Not caring to look back at them for a while, he began taking slow, somewhat unsure yet forceful steps back where they begun. " follow me. " He commanded.

Annabelle was unsure. She was the one to talk back in such situations - but she felt like she needed to be the sane one. "...Okay." She let out a swift whisper. Anna had began to notice that her hair was literally a mess. Looking back at her teared hand she turned to the man, although hesitantly; "Could we get... the bags? I sort of...sort of need some bandages." As she excepted, the answer was an assertive, loud, irritated, snappy, all kinds of stressed NO that echoed through the hights of the mountains. Clenching her teeth and taking yet another peek at her arm and palm, she decided to comply. Although unsure, she rose her dusty knees from the ground, but she was stopped in her tracks very quickly.

Dawson rushed up to his sister, forcefully putting his hand on her shoulder. "I see no reason why we should trust him." He was mad.

"Please. Snap... s-snap out of this. " she feared to raise her voice. She didn't know what got into her, but eventually, she decided to become more assertive. She was never the one for serious conflict. She would always joke. Life was good when she was living it as a lie. She faced him, looking him into his eyes. "Brother! Snap out of this! Who gives a s*** that he has gone completely cuckoo, he has food, he has shelter! He will heal us! Look, please, just listen to me d**** it! Is it that hard?" She cried as she shook him. "get better."


Thomas glared as a response. The atmosphere was very uncomfortable.