Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties

Bevy of troubles

/Damien earns all respects "How could he even do that. How could he?" Claire was raving. The other girls were gathered around her. She was in the middle. "What's this about?"

Laurette spoke up. "What isn't it about? He got us drunk yesterday and everyone of you is cool with that? None of you think he had an ulterior motive?" "Maybe you're thinking too much?" Evelyn came on, but Claire wasn't going to give in. "Am I? Have you thought about it this way? Maybe I'm the only sane person here. Maybe the rest of you don't think I do the thinking for you!!!!" Mira stepped forward. "What's the fuss about, Claire. I know you don't like him. But this is quite obvious. If he had ulterior motive and doesn't care about us, would he had left some meat for us and prepare that hangover soup? Wouldn't he had left us for dead?" Claire bursted out into a weird kind of laugh. The rest of the girls were stupefied. "Why wouldn't he prepare a hangover soup and meat when he already had his way last night. I wonder why legs are quaking. He's such a shady bastard." "Are you saying that he raped us?"

Jada gave life to her glare. She seemed tired of the shit show. "You're not that dumb after all."

Claire threw her face away, in an indifferent manner.

"Are you so stupid or so full of yourself. Because I can't quite wrap my head around it." Jada let the devil loose. Claire's jaw dropped, eyes widening. Jada continued at once. "At first I thought you were being sane trying to care for the welfare of the other girls. Probably the feminist drive. But now, there's no doubt, you're just a psycho who is obsessed with being at the top. It kills you that you can't control us. It makes you wanna die because you lost to a loser. You can't accept that he's our leader." Claire shook her head. "I'm not surprised, Ja-bitch. You'll always fight for him. After all, you're his whore." Jada chuckled, stepping forward.

"At least I got to fuck him. Who knows what you'd end up doing? I won't be surprised if I see you sucking on the cock of a cannibal. You belong with them. After all you've always talked about their strength. The only thing I can't understand was what Lisa saw in you. I pity her.

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How could she crush on a dummy and selfish prick like you."

"What?"

The other girls exclaimed, all eyes moved to Lisa. "Wait, Lisa has a crush on me?"

Claire turned to Lisa.

"Is that true?"

Jada interrupted,

"Not, it's not. What do you think? That Lisa sticks around you because you're as calm as dove? You salty salamander with crappy attitude." "Who told you to tell her?"

Lisa got mad and charged at Jada. "You fucking bitch." She grabbed Jada and started hitting her, slapping her mercilessly in the face. The other girls joined in and tried to separate them. "If you're useless and can't get anything done could you at least get along please." They all stopped brawling and turned to the owner of the masculine voice. "I can't imagine going away to make sure we are safe and come back to this insanity." Damien didn't bother to hide his displeasure. He was so pissed off. He didn't care that they all gaped at him for generalizing. He didn't leave anyone out of the criticism. "Get out of my way, I need to help someone. I pray she doesn't end up bickering like y'all jobless lot."

He broke his way through them, edging towards the safehouse.

"Allison."

"Wait, it's Allison."

"Oh God, it's Allison."

The ladies forgot about their differences as soon as they saw who Damien was carrying. They helped each other inside, looking all concerned and touched. Aren't they cute?

"Where did you find her?"

"What happened to her?" "She looks like a -"

"Let's help her the best way we can. That's all that matters."

Damien wasn't ready to go on explaining anything. He was way too exhausted to talk. He knew that if he started by answering just one question, then he would become his grandpa who answers a hundred questions in two minutes. He didn't have that patience.

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"I'll let what happened earlier go if the lot of you can prove yourself useful by bringing her back to reality. She's is in a great shock. She needs love, care, warmth. Who knows when last she ate anything. It's been over almost a week since we got here." Evelyn walked to Allison and touched her cheek "Hey, girl. You are safe now. No harm will come to you again."

"Go away! Go away!"

Allison pushed her away, saliva dripping from the former's mouth.

"This won't work."

Damien sighed. He had no clue. He wished the system could help him. Another girl tried to talk to Allison but she only got madder and restless.

It got to a point when she stood up and wanted to run off. None of the ladies could hold her back. She grabbed a hunting knife which was close and threatened to kill whoever stood in her way.

SHE MUST BE REALLY TROUBLED. Damien stepped in her way, standing by the door. "Damien, she'd stab you."

Jada called but he didn't budge. He had strange ideas. His brain was doing a quick calculation. A sorta calculation which he wouldn't had been able to do in his normal days.

"Don't try to be hero, just step away." Damien was touched. Not really. But he couldn't but gawk at Claire who had just spoken. "Isn't this a better chance to get rid of me?"

He scorned at her. She rolled her eyes, "Die then."

Allison charged at him, determined to stab his heart out. Damien moved smoothly to the side, ducking the thrust. Missing her aim, Allison lost her balance, falling through the door. Before she could reach the floor, Damien grabbed her. He held firmly unto her with one of his hands. It didn't seem like he was holding anything. The weight felt unusually light. Allison kept dangling the knife in her hand, Damien tried to use his other hand to hit the knife off. He did, but suffered a slight cut in his wrist.

The girls flinched at the sight of blood. Damien didn't feel much pain.

Knocking off the knife, he was able to grab her and hold her firmly to his chest. She kicked restlessly against his body, but he didn't let go. He kept holding onto her.

She fought and fought till she got tired. When she got tired, she suddenly bursted out crying. She hugged him and held firmly unto him. He held unto too for a while then helped her to rest.

Pevy of troubles, Damien earns all respects

"I'll watch over you. Sleep first." He assured her. The other girls watched him in awe. He could see respect in their gazes. Even Claire couldn't hide it.

He sighed, then looked back at the victim. He couldn't enjoy the mood their respect bred. He felt really sad for Allison.