Upon Arrival

Megan and Katie go out to have an epic birthday for Katie, when things turn horrible. Megan leaves Katie alone for a moment, and in that moment Katie ends up getting stuck in the elevator with a guy alone. Will Katie get out safe? Does Megan find love in waiting for her beloved sister?


9. Chapter Nine- 'What are you-" (Kaite)

Chapter 9: 'What are you-' (Katie)

Time passed.

My slight panic attack had gone away. But I know for a fact that it will come back.

"What happened to you earlier? You never told me." Josh asked, breaking our silence.

"Oh, nothing." I lied.

He doesn't need to know. And plus, I don't need to burden him with more things to worry about.

"I don't think it was nothing. It looked like you were haveing a panic attack."

I shook my head at him.

"You were, weren't you?"

I didn't answer him.

I don't know how much time had passed since he asked that. Too tell you the truth, I don't even know if its night or day. For all I know it could be three am.

So you're thinking what about Josh's phone? Yeah, well, lets just say it had died, then got smashed. Along with a few of my things.

Like the contents in my purse had gotten thrown around the elevator when we crashed. And well, I didn't really bother to pick some of them back up.

It looks like a tornado hit inside here.

At lease my clothes and stuff didn't come out of my suit case. That would of been awkward.

Speaking of awkward. I had to change in front of him. Well, I just changed my shirt. There was blood and stuff all over it. I don't know how it happened. But the pain in my side was a huge cut. And it was bleeding. I felt kind of stupid with a shirt tied around my waist. Yeah he had to help me with that. It was weird.

So, not only did I just meet him, and we got stuck in an elevator together, that crashed. He also seen me in my bra.

Like I said, it was awkward.

"Hey, how much water is left in that water bottle you had?" Josh said, taking me out of my thoughts.
I looked over at it. Damn, it was less then half.

"Not much."

All he did was nod in response.

"How long do you think it's going to take them to get us out?" I asked.

"I don't know. I've been wondering that too."

"I wonder what time it is?" I asked, absentmindedly.

"Hmmm..... I don't know."

"It doesn't feel late."


"So then it can't be. And not morning either."



"Hey, hows the side?" Josh asked randomly, later on.

I grimaced. "Hurts." I replied.

"Let me see."

I gave him a questionable look.

"I just want to see how bad it is." He said holding his hands up in defence.

"Uh huh. You sure you just don't want to see me in my bra again?"

He chuckled and shook his head.

I started to laugh with him.

He's a guy, so of course he does. But he's not going to admit it, 'cause there are more things to worry about, at this time.

I nodded and started to scoot over to him.

I lifted my shirt up, just enough for him to untie the one wrapped around me.

As soon as he placed one of his hands on my side, a felt like a volt of electricity shoot through me.

And I gasped.

"What? Is something wrong?" Josh said in a panic.

"Nothing. You just shocked me is all."

"Okay..." He said a little confused.

What was that?

I soon felt him untie my shirt, and peel it back.

I heard him groan.

I shut my eyes. That didn't sound good. I bet it looks uber gross.

"Uh... do you wanna hand me that water, and a new shirt?"

Another shirt? Uh... all my clothes are going to be ruined.

Nodding, I reached for the water. "Just go in my bag and find one." I told him. A second later, I heard the zipper.

"Do you like this shirt, a lot?" He asked.

Glancing back, "Yes! Pick a different one! Use that one." I said pointing to a different one.

"Okay, okay. You told me to pick one." He said under his breath.

"I heard that." I said, scooting back towards him.

He didn't reply. And I kind of didn't expect him too.

I handed him the water and watched him uncap it and slightly poor a little on the old shirt, then dabbed my side.

I clenched my jaw, and squeezed my eyes shut tightly. It hurt like hell.

"I'm sorry." I heard him whisper.

He soon stopped, and tied the new shirt around it.

"Done." He said.

"I know." I replied quietly.

Turning to look at him, I asked "When are you gonna let me help you with that?" I pointed to the cut on his head.

"It's fine. And it's not as bad as that." He said pointing to my side.

I nodded. He has a point.

Josh had leaned back against the wall, and I had joined him soon after.

We didn't talk much. Only a little. It seemed as though, we liked each others company, and it didn't matter if we talked or not.

There was a lot of silence, and it wasn't awkward or anything. Just silence. Well, I'll admit, yes there was some awkwardness. But only a little.

I don't remember what had happened after we sat there. I must of fell asleep.

But I woke with a start, when I heard a banging noise.

I lifted my head up off his shoulder, and looked around.

What is that?

I looked up at Josh, and saw that he too had fallen asleep, but he was slowly waking up. I watched as he peeked one eye open, then both.

"Morning?" I shrugged.

"Hmm." he nodded.

There was an other bang, and I jumped.

He quickly wrapped me in his arms.

I would be actually very happy at this, if the banging didn't scare me.

There was banging and rumbling. And other noises. I don't want to know what's going on out there.

I started to breath faster and faster and I knew what was happening. I buried my head in his chest so he wouldn't notice as much.

This is not happening. This is not happening.

I don't know if the sounds means, we're going to die or if it means help.

But I'm thinking the first. And I know, I shouldn't be.

I don't want to die, in an elevator.

I can't, I can't, I can't.

At this point, I was full on panic attack mode.

"Hey, shh... It's okay. It's okay." He said rubbing my back.

It wasn't helping.

"Katie, relax. Please, relax. Just breath."

I shook my head at him. I can't speak.

"Yes, you can. It's okay. I've got you."

"Katie. Look at me." He said, placing his hand on my cheek and lifting my head up too look at him.

I stared at him.


I tried. I really did.

He slowly started to lean in towards me.

"What are you-" But I didn't finish.

His lips crashed to mine.

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