You go back to your cabin to catch up with your friends

Your body cries for a few more hours of sleep. You stumble towards your room. The hallways are strangely empty. With last night festivities, you would have expected to find few people roaming the place but absolutely no one, that’s pretty odd. You push the door to your cabin and enter.

The room is in total darkness, you turn on the lights. The place is exactly as you left it as if no one had come back from the party last night. You shrug and walk to your room.

Your sister is not here. As you slip into your nightgown, a faint noise coming from Nicole’s side of the suite attracts your attention. Curious, you prick up your ears. It’s Nicole, no doubt about that and she seems to be crying. You knock on her door.

“Come in,” she says.

Her strangled voice worries you. You push the door and enter. The light from the main room of the cabin shows you an empty bed. You make out the silhouette of Nicole crouching in a corner.

“Are you all right?” you ask.

“Oh stop it”, she spits, “Stop pretending and let’s just finish this. I’m sick and tired of running from you lot.”

“Come again?”

She stands and walks to you. Her face is covered in tears, her make up is a mess but she looks at you with hate and anger. She takes you in her arms and tilts her head, exposing her neck. You look at her puzzled.

“Oh come on,” she says opening her shirt and exposing her breasts, “Bite me already I’m tired and I want all this to finish.”

“Bite you? Nicole are you all right? Did Caroline give you anything last night?”

She looks at you and blinks, twice. Her hate becomes shame and the cold resolve in her eyes is replaced by a new fountain of tears.

“Samantha?” she sobs, “is it really you?”

“Yes… who were you expecting?”

“I’m so sorry Sam, so sorry I got you, Caroline and Deb into this mess, it’s my entire fault”

“Your entire fault? What is your fault? What the fuck are you talking about?”

She turns her back to you and walks to the bed. She grabs a couple of things from her suitcase and stuffs them into her handbag.

“If you’re alive, I owe you to try and save you but we have to get the fuck out of here, the others won’t be long to come back and we don’t want to be around when they do.”

“What?”

She passes you and walks to the door of the cabin.

“Are you coming?” she asks standing in the doorway.

“Not dressed like this, I’m not” you answer.

“I don’t mind and they won’t mind. Now come with me if you want to live. We have to get the hell out of here.”