Upon Arrival

Chapter Eleven: If we get out (Katie)

Chapter Eleven: If we get out (Katie)

His lips crashed to mine, and I did start to forget. And start to think more about him.

And him I did. The kiss lasted just a tad longer.

When we separated, I looked up at him.

"What was that?" I asked.

He smiled at me. "That was whatever you want it to be."

What did he mean by that? I thought as I looked away.

Does he actually like me? Or was it just to make me forget?

"Josh-" I had started but was cut off by a loud rumbling noise. My eyes shot right back up towards him. I'm sure my eyes said it all. That I was scared. I really was and I could tell he was too. Maybe not as bad as me, but he was.

A few seconds later it had stopped. Then started again.

What is that? I thought.

"What is that?" Josh asked.

Like I know what it is. "I don't know." I answered.

Though now that we're listing to it, it kind of sounds like machinery.

I smiled. Are they trying to get us out now? I hope so.

"Josh?"

"Yeah."

"Do you think that they're trying to get us out?" I asked.

"I think so. Well I hope so. That's what it sounds like at least."

I nodded in agreement.

Time passed as we waited for them to finally get to us. But it never happened.

Did they get to a point where they had to stop? Did they give up? Is there something blocking them from getting us? These were the questions going on through my head. Wonder what Josh is thinking?

“Hey Katie?”

“Yeah?” I answered. Wonder what he wants?

“Never mind.”

Huh? What was that about?

“What were you gonna say?” I asked him.

“Nothing. It’s nothing. Just leave it.”

What is going on with him? Why does he not want to say whatever he was going to say? But I don’t want to leave it. I want to know. And know I will. Just maybe I’ll give him a few a minutes or so.

“Josh?” I asked a few minutes later.

“What?” He answered.

“When do you think that they’ll come back?”

“I don’t know. It has been awhile hasn’t it?”

“Yup.” I nodded.

“About earlier… what happened Josh?” I asked.

I heard him sigh, so I looked up over at him. He stared down at me and shook his head.

I gave him a puzzled look. He sighed again, then answered me.

“I. Well. It. Ugh….” He shook his head.

“Josh… what’s wrong?” I said now sitting up. I was laying on his legs as a pillow, and he looked upside down to me every time I looked at him. But now I wasn’t.

“I like you alright. This weird situation we got ourselves in was a good thing. But look at us. We’re stuck in here. Been stuck in here. They’re probably trying to get us out. But what if they can’t? That’s all I’ve been thinking about. You and us not being able to get out. What if we can’t get out?”