48 hours with you

30 hours

After our incident, we didn't talk. There was more silence now than before even moving positions was weird. I felt dirty almost after what had happened it wasn't like I was raped but I felt disgusted to even think of what happened it's like my body was rejecting him after what happened the more I thought about it almost made me want to throw up. I couldn't help myself. My body was rejecting him and I was relieved but at the same time, I felt horrible, because at the moment I didn't feel anything but after thinking about it it was different.

    More time passed and my feelings and my anxiety had started to pass. Luke was quiet and didn't even look at me at this point. I wonder if he felt ashamed about what happened or maybe embarrassed that I had rejected him. Regardless of what it was, I was hoping that someone would come get us out soon. I got up to the sink and started to wash my hands and started to wash my hair with the small bottle of shampoo we had after washing for a while. I washed my face and neck. It made me feel somewhat clean after being stuck here sweating all these hours. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my head, I could feel some water running down my back. I sat for a while and Luke finally started talking.
"I'm sorry Cass, I shouldn't have pushed you the way I did." I didn't know what to say so I just stayed silent.

    He moved around here and there, he even tried to start pacing but I didn't like there was much room so 3 steps here 3 steps there. It was all he could get, at this point, I think we were both panicking and just trying to get out. I stared off into space for a long time and remembered I still had the towel on my head. I removed it and my heart was ninety percent dry, maybe just a little bit wet but to the point, it was leaking. I placed the cool towel on my shoulders to try and make myself fresh. After being locked up for so long with no food and water well it made you realize how easy it was to be outside these four walls. What day was it Sunday? Maybe Monday? Who knew but I just really wanted to know.

    After a while, we were silent and still, Luke stopped trying to pace and sat down. I was lying on the floor with my legs crossed when suddenly we heard someone. I yelled, "HELP, HELP US PLEASE IS THERE ANYONE THERE." Luke pounded on the metal door "Please help us." he pleaded. After a moment a woman's voice came through. She was talking in a different language, Spanish. I took Spanish in high school but not enough to catch everything she was saying. Luke turned to look at me "She said, she's getting help."