A Trap?

Rafael turned to see Hazel was standing on the left door in her nightgown. Her hair was scattered all over her face and she was drenched from tip to toe.

"Rafael, save me please." she whispered in a low voice as her face looked scared. She was looking around frantically afraid.

"Rafael, please!" She called him again when he did not react to her pleas. His eyes narrowed on her face and he took hasty steps towards her.

"What are you doing here?" The girl was surprised that instead of saving her, he was asking her a question when the water had already reached their chests.

The speed of the rain was so fast that it would only be a matter of minutes before they would be drowned completely. 

"I.. I was following you, since I was worried about you." she whispered in a low voice with a flustered face.