Saturday Morning
Betty opened her eyes and in the same second she sat up in a sudden move. She could feel her head pounding in ache when she hysterically looked around. It took her a while to realize she was in Daniels office. She tried to remember how she got there, but she found nothing. Her memory from last night was totally blank. In the other second another chock came to her, when she looked besides her, in the couch she had woken up from – Gio were lying right besides her sleeping with loud snores. For a second she could feel her heart stop beating. She had never been so terrified in her life. She desperately tried to remember something again. The only thing she could remember from last night was that she was talking to Daniel at the party – by the bar. There was the answer. She had just gotten really wasted. A sudden hate to alcohol grew in her. She would never drink again!
She looked at Gio again, still terrified. What was he doing there? Had something happen between them last night? No no no, she thought by the time she could hear how lame that sounded. Gio would never be interested in her, but if he would ever be he would never want to take advantage of her. So it was really strange to see him there. Maybe he'd just been there to look after her. It was the only logical and believable answer she could find.
Suddenly a question was asked inside her head. Why couldn't she ask him himself? In the other second she'd realize it she started to shake Gio by his shoulders. He wouldn't wake up. She shook him even harder with no result. She started to get really impatient. When she had realized he wouldn't wake up that way she slapped him on his right cheek. His eyes were flown open and he made a grunt. The other second he looked at her with a surprised look and sat up just as quick she had.
"Betty? What… what… what are you doing here… what are we doing here?" he asked and looked around very confuses. Betty could imagine she had looked like that herself.
"Oh man, you don't remember either!" Betty bursted out with a sigh. Gio looked questioning on her.
"I have a feeling two people got really wasted last night", he said after a while when Betty had given him time to realize it all himself. She just nodded when she looked down on the floor.
"You don't remember anything?" she asked after a while. Gio who looked like he just had searched for memories sighed and shook his head.
"But I suspect and I can draw the conclusion that you got yourself drunk because you were really depressed and I did too just to keep you company and then we just past out here."
Betty nodded three times. "I'm with you on that, it sounds logical. Let's say that's what happened."
"Man, I have a really heavy headache!" Gio bursted and laid a hand on his head. Betty sighed once again.
"Me too", she said. Gio couldn't help to laugh a bit.
"We must have gotten really wasted!"
Now Betty couldn't help to laugh with him. But they stopped after a while when the both of them felt a big yearn to get home to bed and sleep the rest of the day.
"Well, I guess we better get home now", Betty said and Gio agreed with a nod. When they got on their feet their heads screamed in pain. The both of them laid their hands on their heads and groaned.
Betty walked out of the room and Gio followed her with a sigh. He had lied to her just a minute ago, when she asked him if he remembered anything from last night. Frankly, he did remember one thing. Quite strangely he remembered the last thing that happened before he passed out. That he was about to kiss Betty. That she was about to kiss him. He remembered he revealed his feelings for her. He didn't want to remember it in the same time he did. He got angry by the fact that when he finally had gotten the guts to tell her, they were drunk. Maybe he was only brave when he was drunk and a chicken as sober? And on top of it, Betty didn't remember it. It had been a total waste of effort. It was like he had never said anything to her. That they never had been close to kiss. That made him all moody. He didn't have the guts to tell her again. He was sober and by that he was also a chicken. Although he was happy nothing had happen, he was happy he remembered nothing had happen. He didn't want their first time to be when they were drunk. He didn't want that Betty wouldn't remember it but he would. It would just be awful.
It took them a while to get to the elevators when they had to walk in an almost slow-motion speed to keep their heads from any sudden movements. By the time they walked up to the elevators they both said in choir: "I'm never going to drink again."
They looked at each other and started laughing, but stopped just a second later when they realized laughing wasn't good for their heads. Betty pushed the button to the elevator. They stayed quiet while waiting to keep'em on the safe side; keep their heads from any pain. But the elevator was really slow. It didn't come. When about three minutes had gone Betty just had to open her mouth. "It won't come."
Gio pushed the button three times quickly. They waited three more minutes but it still wouldn't come.
"Well, I guess we'll have to take the stairs", Gio said and highered his hands before almost slapping his palms on his legs to show his irritation. Betty just shook her head so many times Gio couldn't count them. She looked like he just had said they had to jump off the roof.
"No, no… We'll wait just a few more minutes. It will be here soon, it's just a little slow."
Gio just shook his head with a small smile. "Keep trying to convince yourself that B. It will never come, it's probably stuck."
She couldn't stop shaking her head. "But…. but, I don't have the strength enough to walk eight floors down, that's about ten thousand steps Gio! Our heads will kill us!"
Gio couldn't help to laugh by Betty's hysteria.
"What choice do we have?"
Betty couldn't answer that one and soon she just sighed. Gio took her by the arm and walked her away to the door to the stairs.
"Can you carry me?" she asked. Gio laughed most by that she sounded really serious. He just shook his head.
"Yeah right."
Betty sighed like she was really disappointed.
When Gio tried to open it, it was locked, or stuck. He desperately tried to open it again, and again, and again and the two last times he used violence which made Betty take a few steps away.
"It's locked!" he bursted out with a grunt. A part of Betty was really happy about it, but another part started to wonder how they would get out of there. But soon she felt stupid.
"We'll just have to call somebody", she said and then Gio looked he felt stupid too when he nodded.
Betty walked up to the nearest phone which was by the reception desk. But then another irritating thing came to her. The phone was dead.
"It's dead", she said to Gio and put the receiver back.
"It's probably just this phone", Gio encouraged when he saw Betty worried face and it disappeared very sudden and she almost ran away towards the offices. Gio dragged himself after her.
Betty ran up to her own desk and picked up the phone. The silence she had feared would appear was there. It freaked her out.
"This is dead too!" she grunted when Gio walked up to her looking really exhausted by the walk from the reception. Now Gio couldn't find any explanation, he just rushed over the nearest other phone and picked it up.
"Dead", he just said with a sigh. Betty rushed up to another phone. Silence. Then another with the same silence. She went on like that for a long time. Gio had to stop her when he almost had covered the whole floor. She was so naive she couldn't face the truth.
"Betty, the power is off", he said to her when he took a receiver out of her hands just outside Wilhelminas office by Marcs desk. "You see, even the lights doesn't work", he said and pushed the on button on a lamp. Betty sighed and sat down in Marcs chair.
"What do we do now?" she asked after a while. Gio leaned against the desk besides her and crossed his arms while pondering.
"The only thing we can do is wait for somebody to come", he said after a while and then Betty almost jumped out of the chair so fast he got frightened.
"Gio, its weekend! No one comes here at the weekend!"
"Don't they use to have any guard here?"
Betty sighed and shook her head. "They decided to fire that Lamanda to save money."
Gio sighed. "Perfect."
"But maybe someone else will come?" he then asked. Betty shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe, if we're lucky."
After a while of silence something suddenly came up to Gio and then it was his time to scare Betty by jumping to his feet. "Hey, your family will wonder where you are, right?"
To his disappointment Betty still looked down. "No, they're out of town this weekend. No one will notice I'm gone."
Gio sighed. But then Betty looked up at him with a glimpse of hope in her eyes.
"But what about you?" she asked. When Gio shook his head she looked down on the floor again with the tenth sigh this morning.
"Talk about unlucky", she sighed once again. "What are the possibilities that my family is out of town and the power is off here at the same weekend? My family is never out of town."
Gio just shrugged his shoulders. "Obviously kind of big."
Another moment of silence took place before Gio bent down in front of Betty with a smile who on the other hand looked like they were doomed to be stuck there for an eternity.
"Hey, cheer up, if you really think about it, it's not so bad. We just have to stay here two days. We have lots of food that's for sure."
Betty looked at him and to his surprise he could glimpse a smile in her dimples. "I guess."
When he stood up she sighed once again. He started to get tired of it. "But what will we do around here?"
Gio shrugged his shoulders. "We have each other, we can talk, we can play cards."
To his delight Betty smiled which he immediately responded to. It was wonderful every time she smiled at him. Even if she looked like a bomb had been detonated in her head she looked so cute. Her messy hair and her sloping glasses just made her more cute.
"Hey, you hungry?" he asked and then she just smiled even wider and he wasn't surprised. He reached out his hand to her. She looked at it for a short moment before she grabbed it with her own and then he pulled her up.
"Can you make a sandwich for me?" she asked when she got on her feet and he reluctantly let go of her hand. He just smiled.
"With sundried tomatoes, cheese and…"
Gio interrupted her. "I know how you want it B."
She just smiled before she started off towards the diner. Gio had to stand still for a second thinking. He was actually pretty happy they had ended up here and couldn't get out. He saw it as a big opportunity to get closer to Betty. Now she couldn't run away or anything. She just had to hang out with him, for the whole weekend. He hadn't been near her for such a long time before. He told himself not to be a chicke. He couldn't blew this opportunity. When he started off and followed Betty he started to plan things in his head. Romantic plans which made him smile for himself.