Black Friday

[sam]

”Hey,”

He jumped at the sound of her voice. She was indeed a beauty but he was not happy about being duped. He admitted to himself he had to learn to stop being so trust, especially with attractive females.

"Why did you hit me?" he asked her, already knowing the answer to his question. He had scared the crap out of them but they had also scared him. "I wasn't going to hurt you," he told the woman. "I just didn't know if the guy you were with was going to hurt me. You got any water?" he asked. "My throat is real dry and my hands hurt are hurting. Can you let me loose?"

He heard a crashing noise from above and beach balls rained down like huge multicolored rain drops. He gave her a quizzical look but decided to ignore it.

"Please?" he pleaded with her.

[Wes Flatfield]

Wes had no immediate regret about knocking out the intruder, but he definitely felt like a lot lesser of a threat once he had abandoned his stubbornness and began asking for water. “I’ll go get some”, Wes replied.

[Delainie Carthage]

She approached him, and he looked into her eyes, his own dark brown eyes looking into hers, she forced herself to cast them downwards when he questioned her actions. She should have known she would have to answer to them soon enough. She didn't respond, she looked back up with hope when he asked for water, perhaps she could find some sort of redemption in this act, but Wes took that away and went to grab some. She nearly jumped out of her skin when the sound of splintering wood filled the empty space. She watched the balls fall to the floor and bounce echoing all around them. She hoped maybe this guy would look at it and change the discussion they were having, but no such luck, she sighed and caught his gaze once again.

She slipped her hands in her pockets, "He's gonna go get it," she mumbled, "I guess..." she looked back down to the linoleum tiles. The awkward silence... she couldn't stand it, but she could imagine it being so much worse if she was the one tied up to the column. "I'm sorry," she spoke more clearly this time, looking up to him, and straightening her posture, "I didn't know what to think of all of this... " she shrugged, waiting for Wes to come save her so she could shrink back to edges of the mall and they could figure out what to do.

[sam]

"I'm sorry, I didn't know what to think of all of this... "

Looking up at her he grinned and nodded. His dark eyes looked deeply into hers. She was more beautiful than he had first realized. He felt a connection to her like there was something familiar between them, a connection.

"It's alright. None of us know what to think of all this. I guess we're all in this together. I just hope your boyfriend understands that. Listen," he squirmed with a wincing look. "These ropes are really hurting my wrists. It's cutting the blood off. Please, can you loosen them. My hands are really hurting," he pleaded with the beautiful woman.