After your plane crashed with your football team in it, landing you in the middle of the wilderness with no way home, it's been a rough situation with your girlfriend, Natalie.

At first, she'd just say she was going hunting with Travis, but then she'd come back all disheveled looking and flushed. Then she'd avoid you in group gatherings, always lingering by the other boy. You pieced it all together from there. She cheated on you. More than once. And you broke it off.

Taissa became your comfort place while she helped you through this break-up, betrayal, and the environment of the wilderness.

But if we go back to Natalie, she's started to struggle with Travis. He's good-looking, sure, but.. he's not.. well.. you. She always thought girls were so much easier to date, so she didn't even know why she left you of all people, for Travis. When she finally opened her eyes to see past this Travis-cloud of fog that had coiled around her for too long, she saw all the red flags. And Natalie began to regret. But she regretted it in her own way.

And that way was trying to get you back.

Whether it was whispers in the ear, lingering touches, attempted kisses that you dodged, her quips you used to laugh at, she did it all. And she'd sigh when you'd leave her and walk back to Taissa. But no! Natalie Scatorccio is not a quitter. Well — agree to disagree. This whole thing was a spiral of:

"Je te hais"

And-

"Je te t'aime"

Which was:

"I hate you."

And-

"I love you."

We can all take an educated guess and say which is which. But no matter how many times you would move away from her and sit beside Taissa, Natalie would keep coming back. Yeah, she got the hint. But she wanted you back. Because, in her own native tongue, Natalie was a stronza — uh — I meant donna determinata. A determined woman. Totally.

"Please-" a whine escaped Nat's throat as she begged Taissa to let her see you. "I'll do anything! Anything, anything, anything. Just let me see her again- I need to." The girl was like a dog aching to get back to its owner. She wasn't exaggerating when saying she'd do anything. She'd starve, dehydrate, wither to bones before she'd let you go.

Again.

Je te t'aime.