PARALYZED: Us Against The World

- Twenty two

[This one is Rated ¹⁶]

[They will be kissing and cuddling, I repeat, kissing and cuddling...]
[Over and out]

I had been screaming for too long, my throat was already beginning to hurt and my voice was already starting to crack.

I felt like crying, I was this scared little girl trapped in this stuffy room. What did I do to deserve this? No one could hear my screams coz of the loud speakers outside. Aside from my own echoes, I could also hear the music coming from the speakers in the hall.

"Scream all you want, no one will hear us!" The culprit, the perpetrator of the act that got us here in the first place said. The guy seemed less bothered by the fact we're both trapped here.

"Someone will!" I said encouraging myself as I continue to scream.

"You just never listen, do you?" He says as he shakes his head.

After an awful long while of screaming, I fall to the concrete ground, hitting my head hard. The fall didn't cause me much pain but the fear from within did.

" When they notice we are both missing, they'll start looking for us. Trust me." He says with great certainty.

Why should I even listen to this guy? He got us here, he's the reason why we're here in the first place!

I couldn't give up now, not now, I shouldn't let this devil beside me talk me to quitting. I got up from the ground where I laid and made my way up to the boxes. I was about the level of the window but well, it was definitely too small for me to pass through.

I could see people outside. I screamed for help but none could hear me. The speakers were just too louder. Maybe if it a double effort, they would be able to hear us.

I beckoned on Lambert to yell for help with me but the idiot refused.

I couldn't get this guy! His excuse for not being able to yell was that yelling would damage his voice. They was absolutely nothing special about his voice! It was already really bad, sounding extremely awful! He was already sounding like one with a sore throat!

I felt like crying after realizing that help wasn't coming anytime soon.

I sat at one end trying to digest the what was happening. I could hear the loud noises coming in from the outside.

"Hey, you!" I said remembering that I wasn't the only one in the room.

"What?" He said as he tried to make himself comfortable.

"Go man handle the door!" I said.

"Man handle the door?" He rolled his eyes making this pervert look.

"The door is not a girl, I can't man handle it or kiss it." This guy's really a pervert.

"What!?" I couldn't tell when I began throwing boxes at him.

I couldn't tell how much boxes I threw at him but it was awfully a whole lot you know. He was surely an expert in dodging the boxes; he probably learnt to dodge like that from dodgeball classes maybe.

"Hey stop!" He couldn't take it anymore.

"Okay, look, I'll try!" He said yelling.

"So you even know what I mean!?" I definitely wanted to chop his head off now.

He made an effort to break the door by slamming his body to the door but his efforts were quickly made invalid when the door refused to budge.

I fell to the floor once more to accept the reality that was dawning on me once more. The reality that we were stuck.