When I came to I was back in my four walled cage, however it was slightly bigger. I couldn't open my eyes, they must of swelled over. Erasers must have taken turns punching me after I blacked out. Using my other senses I reached out to feel what was wrong with me. I could feel my chest rise and fall slowly, warm liquid still dripped down my chest and abdominal. My head throbbed too, Erasers probably just threw me into this cage. My breathing was all wrong, ragged and forced, damaged wind pipe. Those idiots didn't want to patch me up or anything, guess they want me suffer as some kind of punishment from escaping before.
Then the sound of deep, heavy breathing made me freeze into place. I could feel my heart beating faster, as I was aware of another presence in my cell.
I let out a sigh of relief when I realized it wasn't a threat; however it caused me to moan in pain with the sudden intake of breath. I bet the poor creature next to me must be either frighten of me or what's to come. I would be too.
Then I froze as calloused hands began stroking my head, they weaved through me hair, and down to my forehead. They just ever so lightly were touching my skin, causing me to shiver inward. They skimmed over my eyebrows ever so lightly, tenderly almost. Moving onto my eyelids to my eyelashes as if to keep them closed. The hand move to my cheek and as it was being caressed; I felt a thumb move over my lips, first the bottom then the upper lip. Two hands then held my face while the thumb strokes the middle where my lips come together. They stopped there for a second and one hand still on my face while the other moved onto my neck. Brushing hair away from it, two small fingertips stroked where my pulse is. The fingertips moved in up and down motions, and receded back down the rest of my body. As they rested on my collarbone those fingers began gliding back and force, tracing the outline of it. Finally, the hands moved my chest towards the upper curve of my breast, where the hand rested for second before I snapped open my eyes and shot out of my resting position. I sat up too quickly, however causing me to place my head back into my hands to stop the dizziness from creeping over me.
Bringing my head back, up I saw tall, tall kid with strawberry blond hair and blue eyes. One was beginning to swell shut, his clothes were in tatters, shredded if you will like mine. He sat crossed legged from me, glaring at me intently with is hands in his lap. He must have been three years younger than me despite his height he tilted his head and raised an eyebrow.
"Okay, perv lets get something straight… "My voice was just a hoarse whisper, bringing my hands to my mouth I shrieked. "My voice" I cried.
"Yeah, I felt your windpipe, it's pretty damaged" He said quietly.
I just looked at him, then said," Yeah, I knew that just…hands off got it".
"Look sorry, I didn't know what you were so I…"
"What can't you see or something"? I asked him, my croaked voice didn't help me show how really mad I was at him.
"Actually, I can't" he whispered solemnly. Peering closely I could see he had a little milky grey over his eyes. Oh, he really can't see, he's blind.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize-"I apologized.
"It's okay you didn't know". He snapped at me then looked the other way, I could see just hint of red on his cheeks.
"How, how did it happened"? I asked him.
He looked back at me slowly, he gaze penetrating mine. "Oh sorry" I apologized again, "I didn't mean to pry, it's none of business anyway" I finished quickly.
"It's okay, I'll give one guess how it happened".
Oh, those damn white coats. I grounded my teeth together.
"Those bastards. Any reason why they…well you know"? I asked him.
"Uh, yeah to improve my night vision or something".
And it failed those, ugh despicable white coats I swear I'll-.
"It's okay though, I mean I just use my other senses to get around". Well, he has a good attitude about, but I bet deep down he would give anything to see.
"Hey, I make you a deal me and you bust out of here, and I'll help with your eyesight"? I offered him.
He just looked at me like I was insane, "yeah right, like what are you going to do to make me see again". I just smiled at him then realized he couldn't see, and then said, "Uh-uh".
"I don't believe you, all I know you could be the enemy" He scoffed. That just made me even madder; here I was just trying to help him and he was treating me like the enemy. Would I do this to myself? Then it dawned on me that he's been taught not to trust everyone and anyone, so it's understandable.
"Look, I understand you don't trust me. I mean who would trust anyone after being caged and tortured here. But, we both have one goal, and that's to get out of here so I suggest we work together so we can reach that goal, alright"?
"You're going ask for blind kid's help, to escape"? He asked. I cocked my head at him, "Well, yeah just because your blind doesn't make you useless".
He looked at me then and smiled, "I don't even know your name" he said.
I held out my hand then realized he couldn't see it so I reached over and put his hand in my hand. He flinched a little then relaxed, when he realized what I was doing.
"Serenity"
"Iggy" he said.
