Hostage

Chapter 34 - Trapped

Tiny droplets of rain was falling from the sky, and landed on Jason's facem causing his hair to stuck to his forehead. His hair was damp, and messy, and tossed back like always. At that point he didn't really care if he was getting soaked by the tiny droplets of water, also, he didn't mind the walk.

From finding out the news his dad had delivered, he was pretty shocked that Abby was his little sister and that he had a step mother all along. When he first laid his eyes on Abby on the plane, he grew attached to her cute little soul. Her presence, other than Zoey's, made him glow with happiness.

Jason was kind of excited to have a step mother, but he hopes she is a better person than his mom once was.

You would think Jeremy knew about Jason's mom's habits, but he literally had no clue.

Jason had his hands slipped into his pockets, his thumbs were poking out. He held his head down so the droplets of rain wouldn't get in his eyes. One step after another, Jason walked into his hotel. He could feel a temperature difference. It was colder, only because he was damp.

Jason pressed the up button to the elevator, he waited patiently for the next door to open. A soft dinging noise emitted as the metal doors opened for Jason to enter. There was an old lady with a bit of too much perfume on, and an older attractive women with huge breasts that were basically falling out of her shirt.

Jason walked into the elevator and pressed the number to the floor he was going to. Jason curved a slight smile onto his lips and stood in the corner of the elevator along with the other two individuals. The elderly women gave Jason a smile, The wrinkles around her mouth stretched when she curved her lips into a grin. Her eyes smiled with her smile. Jason almost wanted to puke because the perfume she was wearing, it smelled nice, but it was very strong and it seemed like it had endured all day.

The other women who was busy texting on her phone, which isn't very surprising at all nowadays, she wasn't paying Jason any mind. Although, he didn't really want her attention. Jason glimpsed down at her breasts and immediately looked away as if he had never looked.

It seemed like the elevator was taking forever to get to his floor.

Sudden trembling movements were caused as the elevator began to stop in place. The lights flickered on, off, and then on again. As the lights came back on, Jason had his back against the wall, he was gripping the railing as tight as he could. The old women and the other lady was doing the same.

"What just happened?" Jason asked knitting his eyebrows together in confusion. "Why are you asking us? Fuck if we know." The young women remarked.

"It was just a question." Jason said back with an attitude. The lady had her phone gripped into her hand. "Yeah, a dumb one."

Jason walked over to the control panel and searched for an emergancy button of some sort. He was just going to press buttons randomly to see if that helped, but albeit, he knew it was just going to make things worse.

Jason was clausterphobic, he could not stand being stuck in a place he cannot get out of. It haunted him of his child hood. "Don't be pressing any random buttons." The old lady finally spoke. Jason heaved a sigh in annoyance.

Jason didn't panick, he remembered he had charged up his phone, and he could just call the hotel to let them know that they are stuck in the elevator. He fished out his phone and dialed the number to the hotel which was programmed into his phone since he had called to make a reservation.

His reception wasn't the best, but he had four bars so he possibly could get an answer. Constant ragged rings emitted into his ear as he waited calmly. "Hampton Inn, this is Mario speaking."