Two left,
One Right,
Up the stairs,
And another right.
The cell door is a thick metal and sticking out like sore thumb. The officers take one look at me and move straight out of the way, the big heavy door moving as well. The lights are off and it was cold. Feeling along the wall to see where I am going in the darkness, until I hit something hard. A door.
"Cal…" Silence. Well I guess it was all I deserve, but I was worried sick. The only reason I'm allowed up here is because I practically begged Farley to let at least talk to him. Searching for the Key that Farley had given me, she also said I could keep it seeing as it was a spare and considering that 'someone has to look after him' as I quote but I wonder what they are doing to him for Farley to say that.
When I find the key I open the door. It creaks on its hinges, and I saw what Farley meant. There is a little bulb hanging, and giving off an eerie yellow glow to the room. There's a mouldy mattress and a thread bare blanket. It is dirty and cold, and on the floor I think I can see speckles of silver blood on the floor.
I'm pulled out of my observing by being pushed into the door behind me and it slamming it shut. My head hit's the metal and it sing's loudly. A hand closes round my throat and another one round my wrist bringing it above my head. The heat being given off is intense and even though I have my eyes closed tight I can feel his anger trying to burn holes in to my head. The hands holding my throat and my wrist start to heat up, they got so hot to the point that I gasp in pain and then the heat started to fade. But Cal never releases his grip.
"Are you going to keep your eyes closed, or are you going to look at me?" I can hear the smugness in his voice because he knows that I'm afraid of him, or what he will do. But I'm really afraid of what I will see when I open my eyes.
Slowly I open my eyes and wished I never had, there are bruises covering his face and there's a cut along his hair line. His eyes are sunken from lack of sleep and he's thinner that when I last saw him, almost as if he's not been eating.
"Cal…" I go to reach him but I can't because he's holding me down. His grin falters when he sees that I'm trying to help him, so he pushes harder against my wrist, but not my throat.
"No, you don't get to help, or care. Not like you ever did anyway." That sends a dagger straight threw my stomach and my heart feel like it just plummeted. I look away feeling ashamed.
"I'm sorry Cal, I real…" Cal pushes hard against my throat. Until I can't breathe. As I struggle to breathe I see sadness in his eyes. Then he notices the key in my hand. And in that hand as well are his bracelets. He lets go and stumbles back. I drop to the floor, gasping for air.
I get a look at my wrist and see his hand print there. I can't imagine what my throat looks like. I look up at Cal and see him looking ashamed. He runs a tired hand threw his hair and he turns round to the opposite wall and starts to hit it. He hits it so hard his skin breaks. I get up to stop him. But he doesn't stop.
"Cal. Stop now or I won't let you out." He stops short. Turns round to face me and whispers something.
"It's not nice to give people false hope, you know." But I can see the glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"I'm not, Farley says you're allowed out but I have to keep an eye on you. We are still under ground at the moment. It's like a whole city. She also said if you step out of line the consequences for both off us will be bad." I'm pleading with him to behave out there. Because there's no punishment for him, but for me. But Cal doesn't need to know that.
"Oh and these are for you, I know that you hate me but I thought you may want them back." I whisper holding out my hand with the bracelets in. He looks at them and then takes them, slipping them onto his wrists.
"I could have killed you Mare" He says, staring down at his feet ashamed.
"More than what I deserve right now, however I will try to earn your forgiveness." Yeah like that's going to happen. I push the thought away and turn to the door. But see him not following.
"Are coming?" I ask and he looks up and sees I'm not joking and I see the light returns to his eyes and he smiles. I almost smile too but it fails before it even comes, because it's almost night and the night means dreams and dreams mean, Maven and Elara. Cal sees and gives me a questioning glance but doesn't press the subject.
"Oh right, Farley has given us our own barracks, because there are patrols looking for newbloods, and there's a training room and..."
"Mare, calm down. Ok? And thanks for letting me out" I nod and keep quiet. The lights are dimming and everyone is in their room so no one's there to stare at Cal. I start to Scratch my wrist. Looking for a distraction from the thoughts that start to appear in my head about them, the monsters, hurting or killing the ones I love. That's what there usually about any way.
Cal keep throwing me glances and starts to look worried. He opens his mouth a few times, wanting to say something, but thinks against it.
"Well here we are" I lead him through a door marked 101. And more corridors open up. I go left towards mine and Cal's rooms. I stop on front of a door. "This is yours, bathrooms over there and mine's right here, there's towels and fresh cloths in the room. And in the bathroom there's soap and stuff. Ok?"
He nods in response and I turn to leave but a hand grips my elbow." Thank you, Mare. And sorry about the whole thing in that room. But are you all right, you seem on edge" his tone startles me, the worry is evident but his eyes aren't bordered up, but allowing me to see a glimpse off him.
"I'm fine, Cal. Really" I say trying to convince him. He doesn't so I decide to close the conversation "Good-night Cal"
He looked worried still but sad as well. "Goodnight Mare." With that I turn around to my door, which is opposite, and go inside. As I'm about to shut it, I see Cal staring at me, so I offer him a small smile. Before shutting it completely.