Panic Room.
Scary Situation.
Chris angrily sat up and threw away the duvet, with no concern for the sleeping Stephanie, who murmured and stirred as she was thrown sideways onto the floor.
She rubbed her hands on her face and slowly opened her eyes, her first sight being was a pacing and nervous looking Chris, realising Stephanie was awake, he began his assault.
"What the hell just happened here?" he asked angrily.
"What.? Is it morning?" mumbled Stephanie, pulling herself up as she shielded herself from the light.
"Damn well it's morning and for some strange reason instead of being over there." Chris pointed to Stephanie's empty bedding. "Your over here with me, what is up with that?"
"Oh my God, yeah." Said Stephanie, realising for the first time that she was next to Chris' bed. "Did we?"
"You're the one who should know," screamed Chris staring questioningly at her.
"I don't know, I'm confused, I just remember going to the bed after that game of Twister and well I guess I woke up here."
"Oh please, you must remember what happened last night."
"No, I don't." said Stephanie indignantly.
"Fine Ill guess Ill have to refresh your memory, I woke up and you were on top of me…."
"I should have know, I guess this time I was in one of your erotic fantasises, Chris I know you want me, but it wasn't real, it was just a dream, a dream," she said in a patronizing tone.
"No! It was real! You said something to me about porridge and then next thing I know, your kissing me!"
"Now I know your lying."
"Your were and you called me pretty."
"Give up Chris, this is just pathetic."
"No! I swear I'm telling the truth, I don't remember anything else until I woke up this morning and you were by the my side, how do you explain that, hey? How come you started off over there, and now you ended up here with me, explain that Steph?" He asked.
"I don't know ok, stop shouting at me, " she protested. "I just woke up and your just having a go at me, non-stop!"
"I just want a explanation, that's all."
"Well I'm sorry, but I don't remember a thing, I definitely didn't do on purpose, believe me." Muttered Stephanie.
"I tell you, this whole thing is freaking me out, I just wanna get out." Said Chris, rubbing his face with his hands as he walked up and down the room.
"Then just quit, don't drag me down in your misery."
"I'm not a quitter."
"Then just shut up and forget about it, for Gods Sake!" shouted Stephanie, Chris was increasingly infuriating her and when no reply came she lay back under the duvet, trying to block out his image, but after a moment it suddenly hit her how she ended up in Chris' bed.
"I was sleepwalking!" she said, sitting up and facing Chris.
"What?"
"Sleepwalking, you know what that is, sometimes I sleep walk when I'm really tired or in a strange place, I do stuff in sleep like walking and sleep elsewhere, I have no idea what I have done until the next morning and sometimes I end going back to my own bed so I don't have a clue, that's probably what I did."
"Oh and do you make-out with everyone when your sleepwalking?" Chris asked sarcastically.
"No, for your information," she sneered in reply.
"Well I guess when you're sleepwalking, your true feelings show through." He said in a cocky tone.
"Look, I can't be bothered to argue with anymore, just move on, ok, nothing serious happened anyway."
"It could of in your state."
"Hey, according to your story, it don't look like you pushed me away."
"Your shoved your tongue in my throat!"
"Spare me the details, I probably thought you were Hunter anyway, I wasn't exactly 'all there' was I."
"I guess it's all sorted then, no need for me to go all crazy."
"Your crazy anyway, "said Stephanie quietly, although Chris still heard it and glared at her.
"So do you mind getting out of my bed then?"
"Sorry, but I'm all comfy now." Laughed Stephanie curling up even more.
"Fine." Chris said, he grabbed the duvet and being much stronger than Stephanie, he pulled the duvet away from under her, and chucked it away.
"That was a little mean." She whined as she brushed herself off.
"I don't care, now just shut up, we've only got like five more hours to go, so I just want to be left alone and not having to stay at you whining face all the time."
"You are the only one who is whining Chris, you're the one who can't handle it not me."
"I can handle it, you don't have a clue what you're talking about." Chris said, he sat down and slumped against the wall, picking his familiar piece of chalk and throwing up and down in his hand.
"You know what I think."
"I don't know and I don't care."
"I think the only reason your scared is because when I kissed you last night, you liked it and took advantage and now you have realised that I didn't mean it, your embarrassed because you have feelings for me and you can't admit them as it will make you look weak."
"Now your just embarrassing yourself, " laughed Chris, but although Stephanie didn't pick up on it there was a sense of hurt in his voice as if there was a matter of truth in what she was saying.
"But I don't give a damn, because you just stay angry and throw your stupid chalk, because when we get out of here I won't ever have to talk or even see you ever again! And believe me it will be the happiest day of my life."
"Hey, that goes both ways sweetheart, locked in here with you is enough for anyone to go crazy."
There was silence once more and Stephanie's throat started to tingle as she had shouted for so long, it had wore her out. Not looking at Chris, she walked over to the sun-dial, it was nearly seven, five hours to go until once again they were reunited with freedom, nothing much had probably happened in the real-world, but it had been a rollarcoaster here, and she knew that she wasn't just mad at Chris, she was mad and scared at this whole situation. It wasn't his fault.
"I'm sorry."
Stephanie looked round in surprise to hear the words come solely and unaided out of Chris' mouth.
"Did you just say that?
"Who else is in here."
"I'm sorry too." She replied, they were looking at each other, not sure what the next step would be, when people said sorry they normally reconciled with a hug or kiss, but as they stood there they wasn't sure whether they were ready for that step.
"Oh for Gods Sake." Stephanie said jokingly as she walked over and put her arm over Chris shoulder as she patted him on the back, whilst she briefly put her head on his shoulder.
As she pulled apart, a small smile came across Chris' face.
"There all probably have a field day out there, I mean first we kiss, and then a hug, they probably think they've succeeded." Joked Chris, but a part of the joke was a question. Had they succeeded?
"In their dreams." Muttered Steph.
"Yeah, I hate you more than ever!"
"Ill vouch for that."
Stephanie sat down a few metres away from Chris, looking at the blue sky through the small and barred window. She briefly looked over at Chris, as he threw his chalk in the air once more. It was a comfortable silence and in that moment, Steph however little and however deep in her heart, she began to gain a little likeness and respect for Chris. I mean, you gotta remember at the moment he was the only other person who sharing this experience, the one thing they had in common and they just fought about it but in a way it was fun, and if you can't find fun in this, then what's the point.
"What are you looking at?" asked Chris noticing she had staring at him for a while now.
"Nothing." She said, blushing as she did so.
"So……why the hell would you start talking about porridge?" Chris inquired as Stephanie just laughed again.
To be Continued…