Housekeeping
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Chapter 5: Get well soon
Thinking
Alternate Personality Speaking
Speaking
Sunday 5:45 AM
I awoke to the smell of flowers. Opening my eyes I saw that I was still in the med ward but the room was full of daises and there must have been at least a hundred of them scattered around. I sat up and a wave of dizziness shook me. I rubbed my eyes and took a deep breath.
"Careful honey not too fast." Looking over I saw the two men I didn't want to see chained to chairs in opposite corners. 4653 was chained with actual chains to his metal chair. His makeup had been washed off his face and he was sporting a black eye and bandages down his arms. An IV was attached to his left arm and it dripped multiple bags of clear liquids into his body.
"Shut up clown. No one said you could speak to her." Crane was in the other chair restrained with bandages across his chest. He had a similar IV set up save for a red bag of blood. He was glaring at 4653 and was receiving a death glare in return.
"Who approved you two sitting in here?" I was uncomfortable with having two potentially dangerous, yet sexy, men watching over me as I slept. They both turned their attentions to me and I pulled out the controls to page a nurse in to save me.
"Both of you leave the lady alone." Henry waltzed in like a white knight carrying yet another vase of flowers.
"Hello Henry, here to spoil the mood again?" 4653 reclined as much as he could in his chair and licked his lips. "Kinda hard to romance my future bride with you bursting in at random." He looked over at Crane then back at Henry. "After all she hasn't said no yet."
"Joker I'll take you back to isolation if you don't shut your trap." Henry's face was tinting pink with anger as he set the flowers down by my bed.
"You dare propose to my woman you painted freak!" Crane was livid and struggled against his bonds making the bandage on his chest bleed red. My head was throbbing and I just wanted to go home.
"Both of you stop! No one has proposed to me so just stop." My voice broke and I looked to Henry for help.
"Then let me be the first to do it. My little V will you marry this big bad scarecrow?" Crow was out and struggling against his bonds. "We can take care of you better then anyone else could. Didn't you enjoy our little make out session earlier?"
"Wait you let this blue eyed freak make out with you?" 4653, Joker, was calmly sitting staring right at me. "I'll just have to make you forget about his little attempts at kissing after all…" He grinned wildly. "I am ribbed for your pleasure." He laughed and licked the scars at the corner of his lips.
"Okay that's enough from both of you!" Henry was as red as an apple and I could swear he was foaming at the mouth. "Another word and I'll knock both your asses out. The little lady doesn't need this kind of stress on her right now." I was pressing the nurse page button like crazy and pressing against the far end of the bed.
"Okay everyone calm down." A female nurse with short blonde hair rushed in carrying a tray filled with syringes. I paled hoping they weren't all for me, there must have been at least seven on there. "I have orders to sedate Joker for processing, and Mr. Crane you've tore your stitches again. You're going back to your cell once I patch you up." She shot an angry glare at Henry before rushing to my side to check my pulse. "Feeling better?"
"Much. When can I get back to work?" I wanted to get back to work and try to forget the two men chained up in my room. I couldn't forget that because of me a guard was probably dead. Edward was probably maimed or dead as well. I needed a shower and a good cry.
"You can leave now. Your shift starts in a few hours, take your time and make sure to eat a big breakfast. Lots of fruit and juices for the next few days. You were dehydrated and that's why you passed out." She pulled the IV from my arm and literally slapped a bandage on it making me wince. "I've got to sedate these two so you should take off now."
"Thank you." I gave an apologetic look to Henry and tried to avoid both Crane and Jokers gazes as I left.
Sunday 10:30 AM
I had a nice long shower and a new change of clothes. I felt better and I stocked my cart before taking my usual route to the elevators. "V checking in. Good morning."
"Morning V. Glad you're feeling better. Please head to room 4653. Patient in administrative hearings all day."
"If he's dyed his sink green again I swear I'm gonna throw my shoe at him next time I see him." I pushed my cart down the silent halls of level 4 and opened his cell. I nearly dropped my bottle of cleaning solution as I looked into the mess before me. Every conceivable surface of his cell, save for the ceiling, was covered in paint. How did he get his hands on so much? His sink was caked with green dye and face paint and he had scribbled all over his walls. My hands were shaking with rage as I looked at the message left behind on his wall.
'Sorry about the mess babe but I need to keep you busy all day. Gotta plan an escape and a wedding! See you later Mrs. J.' I grabbed my radio and nearly broke it in half.
"V to security." My hands were shaking.
"This is Steven go ahead V."
"I'm at cell 4653, there's a reference to an escape painted on his wall." It would take me hours to strip all this paint off.
"Be right there V. Don't clean anything till we get there." I stood for maybe twenty minutes just staring at the daunting mess in front of me.
"Hey V you can back up now." Steven had arrived with two other guards. They walked into the room and took pictures of everything. I could hear a lot of radio chatter from in the room but droned it out. I was thinking about the best cleaning to strip paint and how many towels I would need. "We're all done V. Good job calling this in." The guards had left and Steven ruffled my hair before he joined them.
"Oh goodie I'm gonna be covered in paint." I would need to sing to keep my head off the task at hand.
You can drive me mad - Take all that you can get
You're a bad boy - Bad boy
You can make me sad - You're dirty little rat
You're a bad boy - Bad boy
Hey - What's up with you
There's no need for feeling blue
Don't cry - Cos I'm not cruel
You just gotta dig the rule
And her is - Rule number one
I am out for lots of fun
And here is - Rule number two
I'll do everything to you
I was sure my hands were bleeding as I scrubbed them raw slowly reclaiming the wall from the paint. I had paint everywhere, my hair, my shoes, my pants and I was sure I had some dripping down my back from when I fixed my hair. I was almost halfway done and braced myself for more cleaning.
You can drive me mad - Take all that you can get
You're a bad boy - Bad boy
You can make me sad - You're dirty little rat
You're a bad boy - Bad boy
Make me sigh make me cry
Make me wanna lie - You're a bad boy - Bad boy
Turn me on - Turn me out
Make me yell out loud - You're a bad boy - Bad boy
You're my bad boy - Bad boy
I slid down the wall exhausted, the room was finally clean and polished. The bed had new sheets stacked on top and I couldn't tell the color of my shoes anymore. I stood back up and looked back at where I had slumped over. I had smeared paint back on the wall. Hanging my head I began cleaning once again until it was spotless once more.
Hey - Just don't forget
Making love is not so bad
Don't tell me - I'm bad bad boy
I will use you for my toy
And here is - Rule number three
Love and sex will set you free
And here is - Rule number four
I'll take everything and more
Leaving the cell I slammed the door and made sure nothing was left behind. I could barely hold my radio in my hands as I called it in. "V finished with room 4653. Awaiting next room." I wouldn't have time for a shower and I didn't have any more clothes to change into. I needed to go home and do laundry once they let me off.
"Nice catch there V with security. Please head to room 4513 hazmat guidelines please. Patient still in med ward and room needs a good buffing." I trudged down to Crane's room and opened the door. There were bloody hand prints on the wall and his bed was off its frame hanging onto the floor. It looked like he had lost it. I slipped into my hazmat outfit and scrubbed the blood from the walls. I stripped the linens from the bed and shoved the mattress back into place. I set new linens on top and buffed the metal above the sink. I dumped everything into my cart and stripped my hazmat gown and supplies off. Taking a deep breath I turned around to close the cell behind me and I met the intense icy stare of Crane.
Baby I need you so badly tonight
Come closer
I wanna feel you bad boy
I was caked in paint from my hair to my shoes and he was just looking, taking in my appearance. A frown graced his features before looking back up and trapping me with his icy blue eyes.
"Were you going to leave without seeing me? I'm hurt." He was restrained with a straightjacket and ankle cuffs. He was in a wheelchair being pushed by a tired and haggard looking Henry.
"Sorry miss out of the way please." I moved to the side and he set Crane face down on the floor before removing his ankle cuffs and unbuckling his bonds. "Don't move or take off your jacket before you hear the door close. I'll shoot you if you do." Crane didn't move.
"Is he alright?" I wiped my cheek feeling paint smear even more onto my face. I probably looked like a clown with the amount covering my body at the moment.
"Don't worry about it. I just gave him a good talking to after his outburst this morning. Both he and Joker should back off from you now." Henry locked the cell and collapsed the wheelchair in front of him.
"Any word on Edward?" He had been on my mind all day along with the unnamed guard from the cafeteria.
"He'll be fine, Joker punched him around a bit and carved a question mark on his chest with a hidden blade. Joker won't be on cell block for a few days so you can relax. I take it you're wearing his handy work?"
"Yea, ten gallons of paint do wonders for the skin." I smiled and leaned against my cart. "You didn't hurt him did you? Crane I mean." Henry stiffened and looked over at me.
"No more then he deserved miss. Word of wisdom to you, none of these men will be getting out any time soon. Most of them who do just end up right back in here. There's no future with any of them. Keep your distance and don't get involved." He walked off leaving me staring at the floor and clutching my cart white knuckled. I grabbed my radio and called in. I needed to get on with my life.
"V finished with room 4513. Awaiting next assignment." The words were dry on my tongue and I looked over at Crane's door.
"You're all done V. Head home and relax, we'll see you again on Wednesday. Good night."
"I need a bath, and a lot of ice cream." I had been looking towards my time off but now I almost didn't want to leave. I looked into Crane's cell and he was out of his jacket laying in bed. His eyes never met mine. Why did I feel so disappointed? "See you later Jonathan. Get well soon." He rolled over away from me and I shut the cover blocking him out. The events of the past few days were getting to me and I wished that I had someone waiting for me at home to tell me everything would be all right. I slowly pushed my cart to the elevator and headed for the laundry room. I emptied everything into a red bag and shoved it down the chute. I didn't bother to shower and slipped into the dirty clothes from yesterday. I stripped the painted clothes off and nearly threw them into the trash. Instead I shoved them into my bag and just punched out.
The drive home took longer then I remembered and my empty apartment loomed before me like an empty cavern. I really need to find a man. Someone to protect me. Locking the door behind me I headed for the shower and just left my clothes in a dirty pile behind me.