My tears are gone. I hope this pleases you, because it sure makes me feel good. Today was our last day on the island. We've been rescued. More than that, we were rescued by a few dear friends of ours. It turns out that the reason we couldn't find all the bodies is because two of the men survived, they didn't die, they really were just missing. The storm washed them out into the water, and eventually, they reached a boat. They told the people on the boat that there were more survivors on the island, and alas, we've been saved!
Considering how many there were of us when we first crashed, not many have survived the ordeal, but those of us who did, are glad to be going home. Some of us have lost loved ones, but the ones we left before this trip are waiting for us to return safely and hold us in their arms again.
However, the rescue isn't really what has made me so happy. Can you possibly guess what has changed my emotions? Richard is alive! He was one of the two men who drifted off into the water. He really is my hero, that's twice he's saved my life. When I first saw him, I didn't know if I should laugh or cry. In fact, I was almost certain I was dreaming, but then, he ran up to me, picked me up and hugged me tightly. The feel of his body against mine reassured me that he was really alive and in front of me. The tenderness of his lips pressed onto mine told me he'd missed me, and the three little words he spoke told me that everything was going to be alright and that we would be together for a long, long time.
And for the record...
I love him too.
A/N: unrealistic ending, I know... But for whatever reason, I wantetout to have a happy ending... Anyways, let me know what you think