CHAPTER 3:

I got up from my place and walked right in front of her. She looked up at me. I looked at her face and tried to compare it to her face.

The bookstore lady.

I couldn't. Her face was faded.

I had lost every piece of my life. Everything.

I came back to my senses a little later and saw her(the girl) standing in front of me. For a second I was stunned and in a reflex action, I covered my private part and my breasts. But I realised that I was the only one hiding his body a little later.

She was in a fighting stance.

"I knew you were behind all this, you rascal"—girl.

"what…no..no…I just thought you were someone I knew…"—me.

"oh..so you do remember yourself"—girl.

I was in a bad situation. She was ready to fight and it looked like she was capable of smashing my balls into a paste if I made any suspicious moves.

"look…you have to trust me….I thought I had heard your voice before and that I knew you but I can't remember anything…"—me.

���stop lying you scum…what did you give? Was it a drug or something?"—girl.

I could see her body. She was more disclosed now. But I was the only one who was distracted by it.

"look I know it must be very difficult for you, but it is as difficult for me too.

And why would I let you move around freely in a room from where I can't possibly think of a way to get out if I would've wanted to take advantage of you.

Just think. Okay."—me.

"how do you know that you have heard my voice before if you don't remember anything like me."—girl.

"I don't, I just imagined it…I don't know"—me

"Please trust me…we need to work together"—me.

"I still can't trust you."--girl

"Look I know it is weird to trust a naked guy and that I seem auspicious to you.

But trust me the last thing I want to do right now is to make love with a stranger. Even though the rate of eventuality might bring us to the last thing faster but it still doesn't make sense okay.

Stop thinking that I want to sleep with you"—me.

"I don't think so"—girl.

She pointed at my private area, which I had stopped covering as we were both naked.

What the hell?

I can't believe it.

I was aroused. I was fucking aroused.

I am in a pit for crying out loud, with no memory, no nothing, and I get aroused.

God..boys are dogs. I accept.

"look it is just a physical reaction all right. It doesn't mean anything."—me.

"if you come any closer than you are right now then I will crush your parts to dust."-girl.

"okay"—me.

I sat down right where I was standing. I looked at myself. I couldn't hate myself more than I did at that moment.

"turn around"—girl.

"why? We have already seen each other naked."—me.

"I don't want to look at you…when..well when you are like that"—girl.

"all right"—me.

I turned around. I had lost the place to bury the face now (something was covering that area now). I was just staring at the wall.

I turned to see what she was doing.

What the...

She was not turned. She was looking at me the same.

"hey how come I am the only one turning?"—me

"Well unlike you I have self-control"—girl.

"hey, it is not like I get locked naked with naked girls every day"—me.

"who knows? maybe you do. Perverts have all sorts of weird fantasies."—girl.

"again with that thing…I am not a pervert..its just.."—me.

"what is it?"—girl

"bad luck"—me.

Awful bad luck.

Bad.

Bad.

Bad luck.

****

After about fifteen minutes, I finally calmed down. By then I wasn't even checking anymore. I was looking at the ceiling area of the room in front of me (because I got tired of staring at the wall). Ironically they were both white and looking at the ceiling made my neck ache but I still preferred the ceiling.

All that time we were not talking. She was silent.

Which was good for me.

She was a threat when awake.

And I can't sleep if she is awake.

Not after that threat, she gave me

'I WILL CRUSH THEM....'

I would not like waking up like that.

To be honest I had some idea that she might be asleep. I still turned around to take a peek and found her asleep with her back turned at me. I would've tried more things if her threat was not in effect.

I went back to staring at the wall.

I had time to think about our situation.

Every time I say our, we, or us I feel so good. I think I like her. Her voice is so sweet.

No no no.

Do not think through that path.

That path ends with our .....getting crushed.

But still her face.

No no no…

We were locked up in a room. We were naked and there was no sane way to keep track of time. However, she would agree to paint stripes on the walls with my blood for that purpose. I found it so difficult to hate her even when she hated me so much. For a second then I felt like I knew her. I felt an invisible thread between us, pulling us together. It was gone after that moment. I didn't know what it was. To be honest it seemed stupid, and dangerous given the way she thought of me.

I kept starring at the wall. I placed my hands behind as support and hung my head back to look at the ceiling. The bright light blinded me slowly.

Then it all went dark when something blocked the light.

"Found something?"-girl.