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[ALEC POV]
My back ached from bending over and beads of sweat rolled down my face from the humid room. A dozen other bodies crowded the small room, doing the same pointless job of attempting to fix random contraptions that looked pretty much useless.
A while later after being somewhat rudely awaken by Karson, they took me out of the cell to do labor and Karson was led somewhere else.
There was no clock on the wall, so there was absolutely nothing to tell how long we have been here. I wondered how many people were actually down here and how big this place actually was.
I glanced back at the stone cold expressions of the guards standing by the door and I sighed dejectedly. My muscles cramped from over exertion and sweat stung my eyes. A loud thud echoed through the room and heads jerked to the sound in the silent room. Someone had pushed a machine off the working bench and now two people were yelling. Yet still the guards remained emotionless and blind to the commotion.
Fighting broke out and three others got involved. I looked around nervously and watched as others either coward away or watched intrigued.
I glanced back to watch in horror as one guy lifted a contraption high over his head and threw it at a mans head. A sickening noise filled the room and his body crashed to the floor. Shock rippled through the room but most recovered quickly. Two guards finally came out of their trance and walked over and picked up the body and dragged it across the room. They left the attacker alone and he continued his work as if nothing happened.
I watched in horror as the guards came closer so I got a better view of the victim. His face was distorted from the heavy mental and there was a ton of blood dripping from almost everywhere. I felt vile rise up in my throats and started gagging. I quickly glanced around but everyone had gone back to working as if nothing had happened.
More hours seemed to pass when the guards finally yelled at us that it was time to return back to our cells before we got dinner. They lined us up and watched us with narrowed eyes as they guided us out of the tiny room.
I cast my eyes downward and followed the line. We made many turns until we got to the hallway with our cells lining up along the way. My mind was thinking hard not noticing the person in front of me had stopped and I crashed into them hard.
The guy whirled around angrily and glared at me.
"Listen kid, I don't give a damn if your new and want to go crying to your mum. Your here now and it's all your damn fault so suck it up and watch what you do or you will get killed." He said glaring daggers at me.
"I-I didn't mean any trouble," I stuttered, scared.
He smirked "of course you didn't, little baby. Who's gonna protect you though, you don't have parents to come crying to your all on your damn lonesome."
I glanced around nervously yet the guards still didn't seem to care.
"I'm strong enough I don't go crying to parents. So leave me alone and everything will be fine," I say trying not to sound afraid.
He laughs,"Fine? Nothing will ever be damn fine, and never talk back to me, I'm like 8 years older then you I can beat you up in five seconds."
"Oh is that so," I mutter but, this is the last thing I should've said. He snarls and hits me square in the jaw and I reel back surprised. He doesn't give me time to recover before he slams me against the wall.
"Wait-" I gasp but he ignores me and presses his forearm against my throat choking me.
I gasp as he presses harder and stars form in front of my eyes. This can't be the end of me, not now, I beg.
"Too bad a pretty boy will go to such a waste," he whispers in my ear,"you would be so fun to play with...maybe I shall keep you for my own..."
I gasp and try to fight but he still keeps a strong hold. My feet kick uselessly and no one stops to interfere. All of sudden the pressure is relieved and I struggle to take in deep breaths. I drop to the floor as I gasp like a fish out of water.
When I recover after a few moments I see my attacker on the floor out cold. I look up and see Karson breathing deeply anger flared in his eyes as he glares down. He glanced over and his anger is quickly exchanged for relief and concern.
"Hey, Alec, are u okay?" He says touching my shoulder.
I nod and shrug his hand off and I see an emotion fleet across his face but it's too quick for me to place a name on it. We walk back in the cell and a guard locks it and then proceeds to drag the unconscious man away. We stay quiet for a few moments.
"Luckily I returned the same time as you did or you would've been in trouble," he says jokingly trying to lighten the mood.
"I don't need anyone to help me fend people. I'm not some stupid weak child that can't fight on their own. And I definitely don't need you to tell what to do and what not to do," I snap angrily crossing my arms.
Surprise colors his face, not expecting me to lash out.
"Well I'm sorry for saving your life," he says coldly.
"I could've saved my own I was just thinking of a way to escape." I reply glaring.
"Oh yeah, well begging for mercy is not the way to do it, it was written all over your face." He snaps back. "So next time I save your butt, a nice thank you would be great."
"I can fend for myself, I already told you I'm not some child that doesn't know anything." I say.
He laughs darkly,"actually Alexander that's exactly who you are, you don't know this place like I do, that was one of the least scary things someone could try to do to you."
"Stop talking down to me!" I yell in his face."I'm not some stupid child that you need to protect because of your stupid promise you will never, ever be able to withhold!"
That struck a nerve, I could tell, the way his eyes widened in shock and disbelief.
He shakes his head sadly.
"You know Alec, I opened up to you, and even though you don't know it, that's hard whenever your here for what seems like forever. I saw something special in you that told me to trust you. But now I'm not so sure why I did it." He says looking away.
I remain silent not wanting to listen to him.
He walks and lays down on the bench with his back facing toward me. I stare at him for a long time before dinner was given to us. A slice of bread with a slab of cheese with water.
I eat in silence and wonder if Karson will come to eat the food. I look nervously at his laying form. I sigh and retreat to the crappy bed and lay down. I finally get lost in all the exhaustion from the day and drift into sleep.
[few hours go by...]
I wake up to a weird sound, not exactly sure what it is. Someone's pounding on the wall right outside our cell. I glance around groggily, it still must be night. I make out Karson's sleeping form on the bench and I squint in the darkness. I creep toward the sound carefully and stand next to the bars.
A single light illuminates part of the way but, the rest is hidden by shadows.
All of a sudden a figure emerges into the light. It's a person crawling in rags and theirs hair is disheveled and uneven.
They glance up and I gasp. There eyes are sunken in and bloodshot but there eyes are almost completely rolled back in there head. There nose looks likes it been broken too many times and there mouth has many scars and cuts.
They start grinning and laughing and reaching toward me.
"Treat, treat nice little treat." They sing," mine, mine all MINE." They start to screech revealing horrid teeth and he snarls.
He makes animalistic noises and Rachel's trying to grab me I back up but he reaches through the bars and grabs my wrist. Despite his appearance his grip is strong.
Terror races through my body and I scream, I scream loud and try to break free. The...creature laughs joyfully and starts pulling me to the bars.
Just then someone wraps there arms around my chest and tanks hard. I cry out as the sting vice grip on my wrist. One hand removes from my chest and hits the creatures arm away, making it cringe away.
I scramble backwards scared to death collapsing in Karson's arms and letting the tears fall freely now, not caring.
He wraps his arms around me tight and rocks me back and forth slowly. I curl into his chest and clutch onto him begging him. He strokes my hair and holds me close to him. And at the moment that's all I needed. To be held and told that everything was going to be alright, even though I knew it was not true.