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Chapter 11 - Lipstick

Chapter 11 - Ren's POV

*Monday morning 17/05/14 - Bet: Day 6*

I stand in the shower, the blast of scolding water falling down my back, easing my tense muscles. I was unable to sleep peacefully last night or the night before as thoughts of what happened on Saturday kept running through my head. Now I feel like shit but hopefully the hot stray can help me relax.

At the mall I had felt triumphant that we had finally hit it off, even thinking as far as getting her to invite me over to her house but then that bullshit in the elevator just had to happen. I can't even get my head around how quickly the situation changed. One minute we were just talking, getting comfortable with each other, next thing you know the elevator breaks down and Molly is passed out on the floor. Only that type of bullshit would happen to me.

I feel guilty thinking like that though because whatever happened on Saturday was some serious shit. I lean my head back against the cool tile and let the thoughts of Saturday penetrate my mind.

My hand encased her small arm, steadying her when she was close to falling. I know that she probably didn't want me to be in such close contact but it was purely instinct to reach out, I couldn't help it. She didn't seem to notice it though until after a couple minutes. It was like some switch just flipped in her mind. I could sense that she backed away from me once she snatched her arm out of my grip and started breathing hard, panting for breath.

First I thought it was because I had touched her, it seemed like every time I touch her she has some sort of reaction like what happened in the school cafeteria or at the lockers the other day. I don't know if it's just me that's causing it or if it happens with everyone else as well. I knew that something was wrong so I'd kept calling her name over and over again yet she never answered me.

It's then that I realised the state she was in had nothing to do with me touching her, rather the events that were taking place at that very moment. Ok, so my touch may have triggered it somehow or made it worse but the way that she was completely out of it, it's not happened like that before. When I've touched her in the past she has never reacted so badly. Yes, she would be shocked and always looked scared and shit but that was for less than a minute, the tension leaving her body quickly. But this time though, she was not recovering, the tension was getting worse.

The next thing I remember was hearing a thud, even though I couldn't see I somehow knew she had fainted. I was confused as to why she had passed out and had so many questions, but my first plan of action was to get Molly help and then ask questions later.

Luckily I was able to snap out of my daze swiftly and started looking for ways to get us help. I knew I wouldn't be able to do anything if I didn't have enough light so I hastily retrieved my phone from my jean pocket and shined the glare from the phone around me. I bent down, angling the light onto Molly's face to make sure that she was okay and didn't hit herself on the way down. Relief shot through me when I couldn't see any injuries and heared her soft breathing.

I scoped around, looking for the panel for a communication system or some sort of panic button that should help people in these types of situations. When I finally found the button that I assumed would let me talk to someone within the building, I pressed it down and prayed that someone would pick up. In return I was only rewarded with a faint buzzing noise, similar to a radio that has no signal. I didn't have any clue on how to change it or get it working though.

Realising that I needed to find a different way of getting us out here, I tried my phone, wondering if I could call someone to inform the building security that we were stuck here. But as I checked my screen it alerted me that I had no signal. I didn't know what else to do. Surely someone must know that we were stuck, they must have had some sort of system for these things right?