I pressed the button and the lift door opened. “Number eight here we come!” I said with a grin. The doors closed and the elevator didn’t move.
“What’s going on?” I panicked. “Why is the elevator not moving?”
“Press the emergency button.” Mason said chilled.
I pressed for a while, over and over again. Now Mason was starting to panic. Finally the operator spoke:
Due to the extreme poor weather, no one is here to answer your request. Please wait until Monday.
My legs sank to the floor. Mason immediately started to press the button harder and harder until we both realised that there was no hope. Then I reached for my phone. I’m such a dummy. “I’m calling the emergency services.”
Mason exhaled and smiled. “I will call Lucas.”
“Oh no….” My heart stopped. “There’s no signal!”
“Nononono…” He shook his head. “This is not happening. Not today...nononono.” Mason started to panic. He started to bang on the walls screaming for help and I joined him. After a few minutes, we gave up...we lost all hope.
“This is your fault.” He accused me.
“How can you say something like that.” I scoffed.
“If it wasn’t for your problems none of this would’ve happened. Now we are stuck here for Two days! Two.” He sighed. I looked at him not believing my eyes. He’s changed. And I think he somehow knew what I was thinking because he started to speak.
“Don’t.” I said with a sharp tone. He buried his hands on his head. I turned away from him and sat down.
“My medication!” I shouted and started to hyperventilate. I started to breathe rapidly and started to feel dizzy.
“Stop. You’re gonna cause a seizure if you keep panicking.” Mason said as he sat me down. I kept on worrying and soon enough he was right. I fell on the floor hitting my head pretty badly and yeah….
After a while, I could see him holding my Buccal Midazolam in his right hand injecting it into the left side of my mouth. Within seconds I’d calmed down. I tried to stand up but my legs were too weak. He sat waiting for me to speak but I couldn’t say anything. I was too tired to do anything.
“I always bring it with me.” He smiled. I gave a weak smile.
“You ok?” He asked after a while. I couldn’t speak properly but I managed to say something close to a yes.
“I haven’t used this in a while.” He smiled. Then he looked at me. “Guess we are both wearing our pyjamas, huh?”
I smiled. I tried to get up but I couldn’t. “H...h…”
He paused. Then realised what I was saying. “You should lie down. But if you want to sit then ok.” He lifted me up and sat me down on the corner of the lift. He put his hoodie at the back of my head.
“You banged your head pretty bad.” He said. “Want some water?” No! I can’t drink anything yet.
“N...n..no…” I stammered. He put the water back and sat. Then he started to move around the lift, trying to look for a signal. “No luck.” He said after a while.
I tried to speak but no luck. All I could do is just look at him bored asf.
“Listen, I’m sorry about earlier.” He went on. “Lately everything has been...complicated and I...I’m confused as fuck. I just feel like no one will understand me.” I looked at him waiting for something else. Why isn’t he saying anything? Why is he silent? Isn’t he going to elaborate? I need to know what he is hiding.
“I’ve been putting my anger on you and that’s not fair. I am sorry….really sorry.” He said and then he sat next to me. We were both deep in thoughts. “Do you think anyone might come?”
I gave a sigh. A sigh which means I don’t know. Then he sighed and looked at his phone. “Great 50% left.” Then we sat in silence for a few more minutes. “You okay?”
I nodded. I couldn’t speak but he understood.
“Are you still tired?” He asked.
“A...b...it…” I said heavily.
“Because I haven’t been truthful to you…” He sighed. “I don’t know what is going on with me. I just can’t sleep. I haven’t slept properly for a while because I keep thinking about the gun and the stabbing and the drowning and---”
My heart suddenly dropped. Tears were now rolling down his cheeks. I’ve not seen him cry for a while. He got up embarrassed and turned away from me wiping his tears.
I tried to get up but couldn’t. Then I tried again and this time I managed to stand up but fell on my bottom like a toddler. Ooof.
“You need help?” He asked. Then he sat next to me and I saw the hurt in his eyes. I turned around ignoring the fact that I couldn’t even use my arms that well, I put in all my strength and gave him the biggest hug I’d given him since god knows when. He was shocked for a second and then he hugged me back. Of course I was tired after a five minute convulsion due to a panic attack. Even though my arms slipped because I got too tired, he still hugged me and even though I was wearing my hoodie, I could feel his tears rolling down my back which just made me get emotional. OMG, what is going on with me? I’m such an emotional wreck, but if you have a best friend….you’d understand where I’m coming from.
I waited for him to stop crying and I tried to stop but of course, it takes years for me to stop crying.
“N...no.” I said as I smiled.
He then let go and sat back up. “Well…”
I gave him a smile, as I tried to wipe away my tears but my arms just fell back down. Hey! It’s only been like ten minutes but the thing is I recover slowly.
“So...would you like some water now?”
I shook my head. He rolled his eyes. “You need to or I will call your mum. You need to drink water.”
I still shook my head.
“Don’t make me force you.”
“If you don’t you will likely have another episode.”
I still shook my head.
“I’m calling your mum.” Mason said, already unlocking his phone. I let out a quiet laugh. Then he remembered and looked at me pissed.
“I’m not going to let you have another episode just because you are being a drama queen. This is the last time I’m going to ask you.” He exasperated as he opened the water bottle.
I glared at him. “N...n...no!”
“Don’t. Just please.” Then he paused. I looked at him, then at where he was looking. My medication.
I blushed embarrassed. “Oh.”
“You forgot to take it right?”
I nodded. Then I instantly regretted it. He opened it up and placed it on his lap. He took one 600mg tablet and another 200mg tablet. He placed them both on his palm. “Take it.”
I glared at him again and was about to take it but my arms dropped again.
“Open your mouth.”
“You didn’t eat?”
I nodded. Then I closed my eyes for a second, I gave up speaking. I just want to sleep. I’m tired. It feels like I just ran a whole marathon. Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a mars bar. I hate Mars. Then I fell on my right arm. Let me stop you right there. Okay fine, maybe Mason was right but don’t tell him that!
“Oh no.” Mason sighed. “Here we go again.”
I started to shake but I couldn’t breathe, not properly. Mason knows that so he took the hoodie which was covering my nose and blocking my airways and placed it aside. .
After a few seconds I finally stopped shaking and closed my eyes.
“You ok?” He asked. I didn’t bother responding. In fact I didn’t have the energy to. "You've just had two seizures in less than ten minutes."
I was on the floor and my arm was hurting badly. Mason sat me up properly but obviously, I fell again. He sat me up against the wall and I slid, almost banging my head again. In the end I had to lie down like a dead person. Perfect!
“I need to give you your meds ok?” He said lifting my head up a bit.
So...as I was a dead body, I couldn’t move nor do anything apart from try and breathe even though I was struggling to. I tried to shake my head showing him that I refuse to take the meds, and he clearly saw ME! But of course, he didn’t give a damn. I kept my mouth shut not moving an inch.
“You are so stubborn.” He huffed. “Your mum is going to kill me for not giving you your medication.”
I haven’t eaten anything and I know I’m going to throw up and I don’t want to in this lift which I’m going to be stuck on for days! I will take my medication at night.
“Open your mouth.” He said. I kept my mouth shut. I am not going to. Never ever ever.
He got the water bottle and took off the lid. He then put the two pills on the lid and and put a few drops of water. He waited a few seconds until it dissolved. Oh no….I know exactly what he’s going to do.
I shook my head. “No.” It sounded like a whisper but he clearly heard me.
“I’m your best friend and as your best friend, I need to be responsible for you so, you’re going to drink this now.” He said as he opened my mouth. I closed it back. He sighed. “I don’t want you to hurt yourself. You’ve already banged your head and arm.”
He sighed and tried to open my mouth. I gritted my teeth. He gave up after a few tries. “Why do you hate drinking this medication?”
“It makes me….sick!” I said heaving.
“I know it does but I’m looking out for you.”
“I need to eat.” I whispered.
“Didn’t you eat a doughnut before?” He asked looking at my mouth. I shook my head. Know exactly what he’s trying to do. I’m not going to open my mouth. Then he looked at me pissed. “Open your mouth, you’re being ridiculous.”
I looked at him, still not opening my mouth. He tried to open my mouth and this time he succeeded. I bit his finger but he still poured the poisonous water slash medicine into my mouth. I coughed and almost choked. There was no way I could spit it back out. This is pure murder.
He then exhaled. “How hard was that?” He reached into his pockets and pulled out a mars bar. He broke it down into small tiny pieces and put them in my mouth as I couldn’t use my arms. It took a while to chew it all. After that horrible experience, I tried to get up.
“You should rest.” Mason advised. As he laid me back down.
“I’m going to try open the lift.” He said as he lifted my head up from his lap and placed his hoodie under me.
He got up and walked over to the buttons. He pressed the help button. It didn’t work. Then he pressed the seventh floor button and the doors opened. I stood in shock. Mason was in even more shock. We looked at each other for a second and started to laugh.
“Finally!” He smiled. “Let’s go.” He said as he walked out the lift. Then he turned around remembering I couldn’t walk.
“Sorry.” He apologised as he carried me all the way to a spinny chair.
“Thanks.” I said.
“No problem.” He pulled the other spinny chair behind me and moved it next to me. He sat down bored.
“Why is no one working on the weekends?”
I shrugged my shoulders. I closed my eyes and fell asleep immediately. I’m probably the fastest sleeper in the world. I should get a Guinness world record. Not exaggerating!
I woke up after a half an hour or so. Mason sat staring at the computer in front of him. “Let’s not lose hope.”
“You’re right. I’m going to try and find a toilet.” He said leaving.
“That's not what I meant but...okay.” I said and walked over to one of the windows.
After staring at the view and daydreaming about....I'm going to stop right there. I'm not going to tell you about my crush. Duh, I don't trust you. Well...I might give you a hint. The name starts with an L and ends with an S. Or how about Mason? Nah. Maybe.
I suddenly snapped out of my daydream and realised Mason speaking to someone. I then realised....he was sleeping and talking….sleep talking?
“Mason?” I asked, trying to wake him up. He was having a nightmare.
“Don’t kill me…” He kept saying. I sat on one of the office spinny chairs and wheeled myself over to him. He was lying down on the floor sweating. I took off his jumper which was already wet asf. I watched him trying to breathe.
“Stop it!” Mason screamed. “I can’t breathe!” He screamed again. "
Now I started to panic full on. “Mason, wake up!” I said kicking him gently on the side.
“Mason?” I asked, my heart stopped as I couldn’t hear him breathe anymore. Now is when everything started to get serious. My emotions started to run high.
“Mason?!” I screamed. “Nonononoonono….this can’t be happening…..” I burst out crying. I dropped on the floor and started to shake him. Hey! I just had two seizures. My muscles were too weak. But I managed to roll him on his back by pushing him with my whole body.
I screamed in his ear. “Get up Mason! Get up! It’s just a fucking dream! Get up!!!” I kept slapping him and punching his arm as hard as I could but my punches and slaps were as weak as a newborn. I suddenly broke down in tears. “You can’t do this to me..nonononono...no…..”
I started to hyperventilate and breathe rapidly, the blood was pounding in my ears, my heart started thudding rapidly. I couldn’t breathe. It felt like hours had gone by. My heart was pounding way too loudly and after a while, I could hear my name being called. My head was swirling around and I was staggering around the place. I felt someone sit me down but my head was just all over the place and then suddenly…..I passed out…