I'm BACK!
Shaking her head and leg, trying hard to think, "I've got to get out."
"You! Get out? You can't get out by yourself."
"Watch me!"
Sitting and leaning on the dirt wall, "It'll be my pleasure."
"Sicko!"
"Why are you calling me that? You were the one who said to watch you."
"Cedric it's called sarcasm. Do you know what sarcasm is?"
"No, never heard of it."
"Ha ha! That's so funny I almost forgot to laugh."
"Well, you sounded convincing. So I thought that you really wanted me to watch you."
"Now you're sounding like a perv."
"A perv? You're the one who's teasing."
"Then why are you taking this so serious? Never mind I'm going to try and get out."
"Good luck."
"Yeah, thanks!"
Digging her fingers into the soil, and her feet into the soil making wholes. The soil was too soft, not firm enough to hold her weight. Pounding the wall of dirt on the different sides, finding a spot to try and climb, kicking the soil to see if it would fall. Jumping up to see if she can reach the top, but it was too hard.
"I can see that you're not getting anywhere."
"Bite me Cedric. Lets see you do it then."
"Fine! If I'm out, you're staying in here."
"Go! I'll tell everyone how much of an ass you are for leaving a girl behind."
"Girl? You're not even a girl! You're some other form of life that no one can stand."
"You know what, you're right! I'm not a girl. I'm a women."
"Sure! Mature, young, beautiful, and smart . . . That is no where in your image. You act like a guy, if you haven't noticed. Rough, dirty, no manners, and immature."
"Why are you describing yourself? Stop putting yourself down. We all know what you are."
"I was talking about you!"
Scoffing at him she sarcastically replied "Ha! Me, act like a guy! That's just strange."
"It's strange and you are a man."
"Well, I don't have these for nothing. What do these things clarify for you Cedric?" she pointed at her breast.
"That's not the point," he quickly recovered.
"Well, what is your point? I really don't know what you're talking about."
"What I'm sayin is- forget it! It's useless trying to talk to you." standing up and measuring his height and the wall of dirt.
Charlie was now even more angry, due to the fact that he was taller and she was shorter. It was possible that he could get out and he could leave her there. "Well, what's the worst that can happened?" she asked him, Cedric looked at her in a serious face. It gave him the idea that she jinxed him, "I hope you didn't just say that." telling her.
It took a couple of seconds to let fate make it's own decision, smaking them in the face. A loud sound of thunder could be heard and what sounded like an army of rain, coming straight down at them. Charlie looked up at the sky, while Cedric bowed his head in dissapointment.
"I thought I never had to say this . . ." hesitating to tell her,
"You might as well tell me right now." Charlie said in a puzzled tone
"I hate you." he told her in a tone that he really meant
"I'm sorry you feel that way." Charlie shrugged her shoulders and gave a frown. Staring up at the sky she opened her mouth, letting the water drops fall, tasting the salty rain. Standing still with her hair in her face, her clothes was sinking through, and her arms wide open. Cedric watched in envy, trying hard to find out what ticks her, and why she was so relaxed when they were stuck in a hole. 'She's just trying to ignore this situation. I hate it when she pretends that nothing is happening, she knows when there is an issue going on and she wants to run away from it. I had enough of this! Since she's here in this hole, I might as well get down on her about it.'
"What ticks you off?" he asked her in an moody tone.
Ruining her concentration she looked at him, "Excuse me?"
"I said," walking closer to her, "What ticks you off?"
"Why do you want to know?"
"Because, you have gotten me to a point that I need to finish you off and I need to do it now."
"Finish me off? I don't understand-"
"You don't need to,"
"Understand? I need to-"
"No. You don't need to because you don't understand anything you do,"
"I do not! I know exactly what I'm-"
"Doing? No. You don't. Charlie, if you haven't noticed, you prance around like an idiot. When you're thinking that means you don't know what you're doing. When you're silent, that means you have nothing to say because you don't know what to say. When you make faces I've ever seen, that means I know you're lost. And trust me, you do it all the time."
"So what if I do? I can't help it-"
"You're doing it right now,"
"I am not!"
"Trust me Charlie. You are."
"I don't get you! You want to finish me off? You mean you're going to kill me?"
"Kill. No. I'm not going to kill you."
"Good! You got me there for a second. You're getting good at this sarcasm thing-"
"I am going to kill you by pissing you off."
" . . . Fine . . . Lets see it then . . . I don't know if you're going to be any good at it-"
Cedric stared her down for a minute, while Charlie tried not to look concern. Looking away from him, she didn't know what to expect from him; it was possible that he might say words to her that may or may not hurt her. Charlie had the courage to look at him in the face, with his head half way down and his eyes on her, his hair was very messy due to the rain, dirt on his white shirt, his cloak was close to coming off; due the heaviness of the water.
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