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“I don’t know. But there’s something alive in these bags.” My stress levels were at the pinnacle of the mountain now, and I knew one more surprise would push me over, and I’d go falling into the abyss.
“What do you mean, something alive?” He sounded frustrated.
“If I knew what it was, I would have said.” I pushed him. “Don’t you know?”
“How the hell would I know?” He bent down and touched around. He grunted and then exclaimed. “What the…” He swore under his breath. “Worms and beetles, I think.”
“What?”
“In the bag.” He sighed. “The live insects you touched.”
“Worms are not insects,” I said automatically, like the nerd I was. “Worms are invertebrate animals with bilateral symmetry.”
“Um, okay.” Antonio sounded bemused. “But there’s no need to panic. I thought there were chicken heads or fingers on the plate, the way you were going on.”
“Well, forgive me for thinking it was something horrible. There was a dead horse’s head on my roommate’s bed a couple of weeks ago,” I said sarcastically, and Antonio didn’t respond.
“I’m not sure why there are worms and beetles, though.” He sounded confused, and I wanted to slap him.
“You don’t know much of anything, do you?” I grabbed the bottle of water and took a sip. That had been a mistake, though. Even though I was thirsty, drinking made me need the restroom even more.
“Maybe we’re meant to go fishing,” he said, ignoring my dig. “Maybe the bugs are a clue that we’re near a lake or something.”
“Oh yeah…maybe that’s a clue and you figured it out already,” I said sarcastically.Maybe because you set it all up yourself, loser.“You’re so smart, Antonio.”
“You really did hit your head, didn’t you, Callie?” He sounded amused.
“Why would you say that?”
“All of your compliments?” he said, reaching out to pull me into him. His voice was husky as he looked down into my eyes. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” I nodded, my stomach churning with a mixture of emotions. “Why do you ask?”
“Because we’ve both been kidnapped and were locked up in a strange room.”
“I know you’ll take care of me,” I said, staring at his lips. I could feel his body hot and sticky next to me. His body was hard and muscular, and I could feel his muscles were tensed as he held me to him.
“I was so worried that something was going to happen to you.” He sounded grim. “We’re going to have to figure out a way to get out of here. Whoever brought us here was not playing games. We’re not safe. I don’t want to scare you.” He brushed some hair away from my face, then pulled it back slightly so that my head was brought back as well. He looked down at me, an intense look on his face. “Whoever brought us here is not playing games with us.” He scowled. “We need to figure a way out of here.”
“I hate to say this, but my most pressing need is to use the restroom,” I whispered and looked down, feeling slightly embarrassed. I didn’t want to talk about going to the toilet in front of him, but I knew I had about thirty minutes before I peed my pants—if that.
“Oh.” He sounded flummoxed. Was this something he hadn’t anticipated? Was there no bucket or Porta Potty for me to use hidden in a corner somewhere?
“Antonio, I’m busting.” I cringed in embarrassment at my words, but I didn’t care. I had to go.
“Okay, well…” He moved around the room quickly. “Let me see if I can find a place…” His voice drifted off as I let out a low whine. This was not sounding promising at all. “Okay, so we have some bowls and the water bottle.”
“The water bottle has the water!” I shouted. “We need to drink that.”
“Then…” He sighed. “I think you have two options.”
“What are my two options?” I asked hopefully. Maybe one of the options would be him saying, “Let me use my key to let us out of here so you can use a proper toilet and wipe yourself with double-ply toilet paper and then you can have a quick shower and scrub off the dirt that’s covering your body.”
“You can pee on the floor in the corner or you can pee in the bag.”
“What bag?” I screeched, my face growing hot.
“The bag with the worms.”
