Chapter 23 Why did he do that

Chapter twenty-three
I stare at the entrance from the stairs and my heart mentally flies out of my chest. I scream aloud for my voice to carry. What just happened! I've been locked in!
I run nearer and try to open the door but it seems it's run electronically. I can't believe I've been locked in a mall. Jones, you've been locked in a mall. It's not funny but I laugh. Silly me, I need to do something. Let me call Nancy.
I dial her number but she didn't pick. I dial it again and she still didn't pick. Where the heck did she place her phone.
Wait for a second, why is there heat here? I look around me, fearfully. God, why should this happen to me? I pull off my jacket and decide to try Nancy's number again.
My phone went off suddenly. My eyes went wider and probably darker in huge shock. Everywhere is so dark here that I can't even find my legs. And strangely, it seems like the air was been chased out. Why is there no air in here? I bang at the door again, screaming for someone to hear me. I'm so scared, God, please help me. The door wouldn't even budge. What should I do? Everywhere looks so scary. I sit down, close my eyes, and cry. I think I need it. Since my first encounter with Dave, I haven't been able to cry. All I was after was keeping my pride. Eventually, it seems like I was going to explode inside with the heat in me. I stop after a while as I feel soak already. Beads of perspiration have started to trickle down my face, not only that. I suddenly feel the air leave me, I can breathe. It feels so hard. God, what's happening?
Dave
I know I'm being wicked. I mean it seems as though I just acted like my father. What exactly can I do now? I feel so lost. I stop walking and look at the mall from outside. It seems like there's someone in it which is not possible. My eyes must be playing tricks on me.
The is also my mall and I love coming here to reflect on my decisions. I know I shouldn't have brought the house but I'm planning to give it back. That's what my heart thinks. I don't want to admit it but somehow, I miss Jones and I will like to kiss her again.
I must be insane. There's no fucking way I would do that. Oh, about Evelyn? I was able to cut it off with her successfully. I don't feel anything for her and no matter how hard I tried. Maybe I'm not meant to love again. I don't know why Michael is the only lucky one Sometimes, I blame fate. Why would I be so unlucky in love? Why can't someone be allowed to choose what he wants? Why exactly does it seem so hard for me to find love but Michael does it effortlessly. Somehow, I think I'm this is so unfair.
I'm in the mall, I can as well get something for myself. I pick my phone and dial the security man's number. He stays here, with his family. I did it that way so he would be close by to safeguard the place.
"Hello, I want to pick something in the mall. I want you to switch on the lights for me"
"Alright sir," the man replies and I hang up.
Do you know that I have the sudden urge to go see Jones now? Although I haven't confirmed what I feel for Jones it's not something I can successfully end. It feels like I'm stuck in a web with no way out. I've tried a couple of times R to stop thinking about her.
The lights went on and I move closer to the front door. I open the door and stop suddenly, a scream escapes me. What the heck is that! It looks like a human being or maybe it's a ghost. I move nearer nevertheless. Jones! I can always recognize her anywhere. She's half-naked now, with only her brazier on her and her clothes on the floor beside her. She looks sexy in those, with a half-shaped heart on her cleavage. I wonder how she would look in bikinis. Gosh, I must be insane thinking about this.
"Hey! Jones!" I scream and hit her slightly. My heart jolt in my chest as I stare down at her. I place my head on her chest and realize she's breathing just fine. I inhale a signing breath and try to wake her up again but my gaze went to her lips. What do her lips look so kissable again? When did she start getting so beautiful?
Following my heart, I bend my head towards her, to kiss her.