Trapped

Chapter 5

"He's been down there too long," Kaleen whispered to Ariella.

"Hey Dylan!" Christopher shouted down the dark tunnel.

There was no response. Tremaine looked at Christopher and shook his head.

"Ya should've never sent him down there,".

"Well Mr. Business man how the fuck do you plan on getting out of here?" Christopher asked Tremaine.

"My name is Tremaine and what if he gets hurt?" Tremaine asked seriously.

Ariella looked away sadly then sighed. "He's right, we should make him come back,".

"What the hell are ya talking about he's our only chance of getting out of here!" Christopher exclaimed, hoping to talk some sense into the others who were all agreeing with each other.

"Chris is right," Ariella shrugged.

Christopher snapped his head in Ariella's direction. "Don't call me Chris, it's Christopher,".

Ariella threw her hands up and rolled her eyes. "My bad,".

"Dylan! Are you okay!" Ariella yelled at the dark hole.

There was still no response.

"Go get him outta there," Kaleen said as she frantically attempted to climb through the hole.

Tremaine grabbed her arm lightly, stopping her. "I'll go,".

Kaleen snatched her arm from his grasp and glared at Tremaine. "DON'T YOU EVER TOUCH ME!".

"Damn my bad," Tremaine said as he started to climb into the hole but immediately jumped out once he heard rocks clashing down, causing the hole to collapse right before them.

"OH MY GOSH DYLAN!!!!!," Ariella panicked.

Tremaine, Christopher, and Kaleen began to yell his name in unison but there was no response.

"YOU ALL KILLED HIM!!!!" Kaleen exclaimed, completely outraged.

"We ain't kill no one," Christopher scoffed as he sat in the corner with his head in his hands.

"You black guys killed him!" Kaleen exclaimed.

Tremaine shot up and so did Christopher.

"Who the fuck you talking to you crazy bitch!" Christopher spat angrily as he walked towards her.

"You we're the one who went along with the plan too so it's all of our faults for sending him down there," Tremaine explained.

"No you two could've went instead of him," Kaleen cried.

"We were too big!" Tremaine spoke, beginning to get aggravated.

"Black guys always hurt people. Just like that man, he reeked of cheap cologne and he kept grunting in my ear about how I wanted it and about how I should leave my white husband and be with him. He hurt me," Kaleen cried bitterly as she slid down the wall and cuddled into a ball.

Everyone just watched her cry.

"That bitch is crazy," Christopher sneered.

Tremaine looked at him and frowned again.

"Well how are we going to get out of here now," Christopher said.

"We just have to wait, we can't risk anyone getting hurt," Tremaine answered.

"WAIT?! WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE HERE!" Christopher shouted angrily.

"Will you calm down, someone just died. Do you even care?" Ariella asked.

"Honestly I didn't even know the guy so I don't give a fuck," Christopher said harshly.

"You are such a cold hearted bastard," Ariella retorted.

Christopher shrugged as he impatiently walked around.

"I know my wife is probably worried sick about me," Tremaine blurted out.

"She's probably fucking another Nigga, you can never trust bitches," Christopher mumbled.

"What the fuck is your problem!" Ariella yelled at Christopher.

Christopher chuckled as he looked up at her. "I just told him what he probably already knew,".

"How long ya been separated?" Christopher asked Tremaine.

"Two months,".

"Like I said, she's probably in your bed right now letting another nigga pound her shit out and here you are stuck in a fucking elevator," Christopher smirked.

"Sharon's not like that," Tremaine hissed.

"All bitches are like that," Christopher replied.

"What's her name?" Ariella asked Christopher.

"What?" Christopher asked.

"Obviously some girl hurt you and now you're going around thinking every girl is a bitch," Ariella retorted.

Christopher stared at Ariella for a while then turned his attention to a cemented wall.

"We need to get out of here,".