-Stranded- A Semi-Elite RP -

"Yeah, go ahead." Lilliana said sighing, "The whole truth."

"Well... You talked a ton. It seemed like you were carrying on a conversation with somebody, I think it might have been your Dad. You were recounting every single thing that had happened to him during our field trip and then the island." Ben expalined standing up.

"Oh..." Lilliana said embarrassed, it hadn't been her dad in the dream, it had been her sister...

"We better get going." Ben said during a large yawn. His eye's heavy.

"Okay..." Lilliana said quietly remembering a small part of her dream when she was descibing Ben and how much she liked him, hopefully he hadn't heard that part.

Ben slung his backpack over his shoulder he limped over to the firepit and extinguished the small flame still blazing.

"Your leg still hurt?" Lilliana asked noticing Ben's limping.

"A bit. I think I'll have a limp for the rest of my life." Ben said sadly. "I wont be able to play Basketball or Football ever again." He said just noticing the consequences.

Lilliana frowned and went to give Ben a hug. She gave him a big hug and said, "I'm sorry..."

"It's fine... I just..." He said and let a quick tear run down his cheek. Basketball and Football had been near and dear to his heart.

Lilliana wiped the tear away and whispered, "Don't cry..."

"I am not!" Ben protested wincing at his shoulder.

Lilliana hugged him softer, "Don't lie either."

Ben let out a stream of tears and cried on her shoulder. "My sporting life is wiped away." He sobbed.

Lilliana rubbed his back tenderly even though she didn't understand what it was with men and sports...

Ben pulled away and stopped crying. "Maybe... Just maybe..." He said thinking.

Lilliana leaned up and kissed him tenderly, "Ben, I'll try everything in my power to help."

"I was thinking... When we get back, I could get my Mom and Dad to pay for a surgery to fix my leg..." Ben said a glint of hope in his eye's.

Lilliana nodded silently, she was doubtful but she would help Ben with whatever he needed.

"Come on." Ben said wiping away the remaining tears. He limped away from there campsite and onto the muddy ground.

Lilliana followed him carefully, worried about him.

Ben bit his lip as he walked along the path. He placed his hand over his shoulder as it coursed with pain.

Lilliana watched Ben and her brow furrowed, "Your shoulder, do we need to stop?"

"I'm fine." Ben stated and winced at the pain in his shoulder he splashed some water onto it.

Lilliana looked at him, "You certainly aren't."