Pricked by the sand.

[notinutopia]

It was the sort of day that lent itself to taking long walks off the worn paths and playing in the sand without any worries or thoughts about other obligations

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[heartliketin]

"Jonas?" Cain sounded a wary call of his name. When he'd started feeling a bit ill, he'd come toward the ocean for a little bit of air and then he'd found Jonas looking a bit ill himself.

[notinutopia]

Instead of trying to say anything, Jonas looked up to Cain with the shock still lingering in his eyes. Words wouldn't have been able to properly describe all that Jonas was feelings. Jonas swallowed as small tears formed in his eyes. He kept quiet still, but reached out and grabbed Cain's hand tightly.

[heartliketin]

Cain was glad Jonas took hold of his good hand, so he could squeeze it right back, staring at him and the worry was definitely warranted now. "Hey," he exhaled quietly. "What's the matter?"

[notinutopia]

Jonas opened his mouth with every intent to speak, but still couldn't find the words. Not yet. He felt Cain squeeze his hand back and it made him feel a slightly better. He was thankful he wasn't going through this alone.

"These....these are from back home, " Jonas mustered as a tear fell down his cheek. "These are from the Community, Cain."

[listentomystory]

Jude had been taking a walk down the beach, trying not to think much on the past week, trying to just be content. Thats when he saw a pretty shocked looking kid sitting and staring at what looked like a syringe. Immediately, Jude had flashbacks to Max drugged on his bed and the half-filled syringe by his side.

"What, are those things falling from the fucking sky?"

[notinutopia]

Jonas looked up, furious that the man had approached the matter with such disregard.

"What do you know about them?" He said with spiteful directness. He turned away from the man and remained focused on the needles.

[listentomystory]

Jude walked closer, trying to see if the needles were the same as Max had earlier.

"I know me friend had one a couple days ago. Where are they coming from?"

[notinutopia]

"No, no, no," Jonas told the man looking up at him in contention. "If your friend had these he would have died. He didn't have these you're mistaken." Jonas looked back to the long, sharp needle and imagined it going into Gabriel's head. He felt more sad that he ever had since arriving on the island.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude."

[miss_crewe]

She had gone to the beach to read, and the book she'd found was so interesting that she'd been unable to keep herself from reading as she walked - carefully, so she didn't run into anyone or fall, but avidly all the same.

But as she turned the page and glanced up, she saw a figure in the distance who she knew, even from behind, was Jonas, building some sort of sand castle. She hesitated a little - he was only wearing what she guessed was some kind of swimming clothes, and she could feel herself flushing - but she seemed to be flushing often around him, anyway.

She walked faster to reach him, quite unable to resist reading the final page of the short story as she did so - but as she reached the end and closed the book, close enough to see him properly, she realised something was wrong.

'Jonas?' she asked, coming up close enough to see the needle he must have dug up. She didn't understand its significance, but Jonas looked afraid. 'What is it?'

[notinutopia]

The voice was like a cool wind at the back of his neck. Jonas broke his focus and looked at Sara. He mustered a smile; a smile he didn't think could happen at a time like this.

"Stay there. Don't come any closer," He told her directly, meaning his words. His voice was shaky He didn't want her touching the tools in the sand.

[miss_crewe]

Sara hesitated, wanting to go closer to try and help him, but she was sensible enough to listen to his words. Whatever the needle was, Jonas seemed frightened of it, despite his smile - which made her more than a little frightened too.

'What's wrong?' she asked anxiously, dropping down to sit in the sand where she was. 'Is it dangerous?'

[notinutopia]

"Yes, it's very dangerous. Please stay there, I don't want you getting hurt." Jonas turned away from her, feeling embarrassed of the tears starting to swell in his eyes. He could almost hear Peter and Wednesday making fun of him in the wind.