Melissa's POV:
"We're royally FUCKED is what we are!" Samantha threw her hands in the air, shrieking like a banshee "We're going to cook to death in this bloody coffin!"
Ryan responded as calmly as he could, given our situation "Sam, don't do that-you'll just dehydrate yourself further. We shouldn't lose hope-Joshua's out there trying to get us out."
"He's very resourceful." I pitched in, knowing about his ability to adapt "He won't give up until we're out of here."
"Until YOU'RE out of here, Mel." Ryan corrected me.
"Why should we have faith in him?" Samantha asked me "He only came here to spy on you. Josh is a creep, Melissa. Nothing more."
I should say at this point that Joshua was a stalker. My stalker. He was so deeply in love with me, he'd do anything for my love. I knew he'd rather kill himself than leave me here to die.
"We just have to wait, and not drink the water we still have." I wasn't quite as confident as I was pretending, but Samantha had all but lost hope. I felt another drop of sweat run down my face, and fear overwhelmed me again.
"Please Josh, hurry." I whispered to myself, staring at the broken porthole-like window and hoping he was making progress. He was our last hope.
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121 Degrees
Teen Fiction3 friends. 1 sauna. 121 degrees of heat. No time. When Samantha Celeste, Melissa Samone and Ryan Smith go on a holiday, non of them predict to be fighting for their lives against heat itself. They find themselves locked in the sauna and the controll...
