Trapped

Trapped Part 6

Dear lovely readers,

This is it. This is the end. Trapped is going to be finished after this. No more. Thank you for sticking with me and waiting for painfully long updates. I love my two loyal readers, CurlyBlondeHair and AndCeleste10. You guys rock, along with my friends who support me and mean the world to me.

I am currently working on a novel that I will not be posting on Wattpad. I want to devote all my time and energy into it, so I don't know if I will post anything else for a long, long while. Maybe I might, but for now I do not know.

So this is farewell. Please comment, vote and fan if you like. 

Until we meet again.

Yours Faithfuly,

Kira

(I have no idea why I was so dramatic. Anyways, this is it! Sorry it's short! Hope you like it! Comment, vote, fan, etc! You know the drill!)

                 “Amy? Reese?”

                “Dylan!” I scream and jump up, rushing to the door. “Thank God you’re here, I thought we would be trapped in here forever! Open the door quick and let us out!”

                “I can’t. It’s locked,” he shouts through the door.

                My heart sinks. What now? Will we be trapped in here forever? I think. Of course not, but how long will it be until we are let out?

                Reese sighs and runs a hand through his hair, then does something to the door handle and unlocks the door, so that I can see Dylan’s on the other side of the door frame. I stare at Reese in confusion. “What’s going on?”

                Reese doesn’t meet my gaze, but instead says to Dylan, “Can I talk to Amy alone please?”

                Dylan looked confused. “Wait. You call me and leave me a message begging for my help, then I arrive and become the knight in shining armor, and now you are sending me away so you two can ‘talk alone’? Is this the type of thank you I get?” he asked a big angrily.

                “Thank you,” I say earnestly, and give him a hug. “A lot. Without you, we would have been locked in there for God knows how long.” I shoot a glare at Reese, who immediately looks at the tiling to avoid my evil eye. “You were there when I needed you and I really appreciate that. But Reese and I really need to talk. I really hope you understand.”

                Dylan sighs and pretends to pout. “I always miss the good stuff.” Then he laughs and gives me a quick smile and sends a questioning look towards Reese. “ I’ll be out looking for Ari if you need me.” Then he leaves. Just Reese and me. We were so close at one moment, and now he seems so far away as I struggle to grasp the situation. “You locked us in here on purpose?”

                Reese meets my eyes and he looks as if he is a puppy who just chewed on my favorite pair of shoes. “When Dylan walked out of the bathroom, he told me about how you and your sister were in there, and my heart did something it hasn’t done for a while. It started beating faster. I needed to see you again. When I went to the bathroom and saw you looking so grown up and mature and beautiful, I knew I wanted to be alone with you to talk, to say I’m sorry for what I did to you in middle school. So I made up the story of the door being jammed, and it worked out even better when Ari managed to lock us in. You can always count on Ari to do the stupidest thing possible in a situation. That’s why I didn’t try to stop her when she escaped. Please don’t be mad at me, I just wanted to talk to you and tell you how I feel,” he explains, a rush of words coming out of his mouth like a waterfall.