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"This is unbelievable!" I stated dryly as I looked around the small space—searching for any way out whatsoever. The only exit I saw was a dark tunnel that stretched out behind Tommy for Lord knows how far. I couldn't help but shudder.
"You don't think there's spiders down there, do you?" I asked Tommy warily as he just cocked a brow before grinning mischievously.
"It is the tropics and I have heard that tarantulas are attracted to bananas and other such fruits." Tommy replied as I shrieked before scooting closer to him. I was not being a girl! I just didn't like spiders—there's a long story in there about why, but I won't delve too deeply into it now.
"You better be lying to me, Tom Quincy, or I'll make sure and let them have you for dinner first." I stated caustically as Tommy shrugged—knowing good and well by not answering me, he was only confirming my fears. Shit!
"Fine then, Big Tarzan take the lead, little Jane follow after." I remarked while pounding my chest like Godzilla. Tom just stared uneasily down the tunnel I had been discussing before.
"There's no telling where that leads, Jude. We're probably better off staying right here." Tommy uttered as I just shook my head vehemently. If he wanted to perish in this little damp hole, fine by me, but I was not going to wait around and see how he fared.
"Sure, Tom. There's a group of vines hiding the hole we fell through who knows how long ago since we both blacked out and the roar of the waterfall camouflages any yells we attempt to send out over the sound waves. Sure, it'll be no time at all before the place is crawling with rescuers." I remarked sarcastically as Tommy just rolled his eyes.
"Be a little more dramatic, Jude. Please." He implored as he drifted over to the opening—peering down into it warily as if looking long and hard enough would make something materialize out of the darkness. I just sighed before marching over to him and shoving him through the hole.
"Hey!" He cried out as I grabbed a hold of his arm to follow him in. It was dark inside and the chill crept up over my skin eerily as I made my way behind Tommy—biting my lip to keep from squealing whenever my bare feet stepped on something slimy. It was just moss, right? God, I could just see the headlines now. 'Singing sensation Jude Harrison and Tom Quincy of the Boyz Attack Fame disappear in Tropical Paradise: Foul Play or Elopement?' Yeah, there'd be as many sightings of us as there was of Elvis. I loved the King, but I had no intention of joining him in the afterworld of spontaneous tabloid headlines. Tom grunted as I stumbled into his back for the umpteenth time in the past hour. Had it been an hour?
"Tarzan is about to get behind Jane if you rear end me one more time." Tommy grumbled as I rubbed him between the shoulders in a consolatory manner—hoping to dispel that thought from his brain. I was not about to take the lead. I screamed as something moved over my foot, and Tommy yelped as I dug my nails into his back and I could just imagine his grimace as I shivered.
"Jesus!" Tommy proclaimed as he continued on—moving slower this time as I clung to his back.
"I think you have your metaphysical worlds mixed up, Tommy. The last time I checked the Almighty lived up where there's always sunshine and roses. I'm thinking we're more in the realm of his nemesis right now." I stated on a pant as my calves began to burn. Damn, did this tunnel ever end? Tommy stopped suddenly and I slammed into his back.
"That was so not my fault this time." I pointed out as Tommy told me to hush before pointing in front of him. Thank God, I could see the light. Wait. Shouldn't that bother me? Wasn't there something about death and a light at the end of the tunnel?
"Don't even go there, Jude Harrison. It doesn't take a psychic to know what you're thinking." Tommy muttered as I just grinned before shrugging. So, I had a wicked imagination. Sue me.