When I woke up I had a massive headache. I wasn't sure whether it was from my head being possibly busted or because I was crying the night before. I was sleeping in the fetal position which was just another way to know something was bothering me.
I may have been the only one in my bed but I wasn't alone.
Both Grimmjow and Ulquiorra were asleep in the floor. Ulquiorra was closer to my bed and Grimmjow was nearly all the way across the room. I hadn't really thoght about it but it had to be hard to get comfortable when you're an arraancar or espada. I mean your mask wouldn't be too comfortable to sleep on would it?
What was I even thinking about when I woke up? I don't remember anymore; I swear I have the attention span of a squirrel. I sighed and tried to get out of my bed without stepping on Ulquiorra. I failed miserably and ended up crashing to the floor, making my headache about a billion times worse.
I wonder if they have any kind of medicine I can take to help the pain? I pushed myself into a sitting position and looked back at Ulquiorra. He must be a heavy sleeper considering he didn't even look like he had flinched.
I shivered at the cold temperature in the room and tried to envelop my body in Grimmjow's jacket. This was very difficult to do because of the size of the jacket.
I stood up again and headed towards the door. I knew I wasn't supposed to leave my room without an escort but right now it really didn't matter to me if I was caught...I could just tell anyone who finds me that I'm on their side and I wanted to know my way around.
Maybe I can find someone to be tour-guide...
After I walked about 20 hallways I realized this wasn't really an option. There was literally no one in the hallways. Maybe I should've woken Grimmjow and Ulquiorra up. Too late now I didn't really know where I am...Great.
I sighed. Why was it so damn cold in the hallways? Did Aizen not know what a heater was? Well I guess it's not really my problem is it? My headache was now only a dull pain in the back of my head.
Was what I was doing strong?
Was it foolish?
And then it hit me. The reason I had enough courage to walk these hallways alone. It wasn't because I had already been through too much. It wasn't because I was too dazed to think. It was because...
I had given up.
I had lost hope that I was ever leaving this place. I had a plan, yes, but I didn't believe it would work. I knew it wouldn't work. It was just something to keep sanity in sight,because without some kind of hope all that would be left was misery...Not that I wasn't miserable anyway.
When I was lost in thought a door about 4 feet in front of me and to my left slammed open and I nearly jumped out of my skin. The door had been forced open that was clear from all wood shavings and dust that went flying. I couldn't see who opened the door though.
Before the dust cleared I was dragged backwards. I already knew the one dragging me was Aizen by the chill of fear that went down my spine. Right before my sight of the door was obscured by the wall I caught a glimpse of orange...and my brother's scowling face.
I immediately screamed out, "Ichi-nii," without thinking and had a hand clapped over my mouth. I heard the words, "Good job, lure them into their deaths." I shivered again.
My mind raced. Them? I had only seen Ichigo. Who else was here. My heart jumped at the thought that it might be Toushirou. I mean that's who Aizen was waiting for right? My head really hurt now the thinking adding to my headache.
Aizen pushed me into what seemed to be a bathroom, threw a uniform at me and said, "Get cleaned up it will take them a while to get this far."
My heart dropped at the thought that I would be in this cursed place any longer but I did what he said. After closed the door I turned around to the shower behind me. At least I knew that even the bad guys had the option of hygiene...
I turned the water on and set my uniform down on the sink. Before I started undressing I checked the door for a lock. There wasn't one...
I sighed and started stripping off my clothes and stepped in to the warm water that was cascading from the shower head. I looked down, the water at my feet had turned a brownish-red color. I ran my hand through the hair at the back of my head. It was matted and once I got my hand through it I looked at my hand as well. It also had the bloody water on it.
So he really did bust my head open...
I tried not to think about it as I washed my hair, but the shampoo burned the place where I had been bleeding. After I had washed myself up I stepped out of the shower and dried myself off with a black towel. I wrapped another towel around my head and grabbed the uniform.
I noticed that the uniform had a clean bra and pair of underwear with it as well. I was thankful but I was also sure that they weren't there when I had come into the bathroom. Which meant someone had come inside to put them there. I just couldn't get any privacy.
I got dressed and grabbed someone's hairbrush off the sink gently brushing through my tangled hair. I realized once I had brushed the tangles out that my hair had grown almost two inches since I had been kidnapped...
My hair grew slowly...
How long had I been here?
I had a feeling that because so many days were the same I had counted them all as one. Which meant I had been here for a long time...and that scared the hell out of me.
I realized with dismay that there wasn't a toothbrush I could use and left the room. As soon as I opened the door I was grabbed by the wrist and pulled away again. This time I could actually see Aizen and for some reason I wasn't as scared. Sure he still scared me, but now I could actually see the danger.
He led me down several hallways and, continuing with his theme, pushed me into another room. This room appeared to be a bedroom and my first thoughts were the worst. He didn't come inside though, instead he stood in the door way.
He glared at me, "This is your new room. The only time you are to leave it is when I summon you. Remember you are on my side and if you disobey my orders I will kill you. Don't worry about having to fight your brother and the others. It will take them a long time to get through all the forces...They may not even suvive that much especially since the espada have been training."
And with that he closed the door and I was left alone in a much bigger bedroom than before. There was color in this room...The bed had white sheet but otherwise was red. There was a dresser in the corner, with a lamp and a book on it. There was a bathroom connected with this room, which meant I wouldn't have to wait for Ulquiorra or Grimmjow to lead me to the bathroom everyday.
I took interest in the book. Upon closer inspection I saw it was a journal, but I didn't have a pencil. I looked around some more hoping I would find one. On a bedside table there was two neatly sharpen and ready to go.
I picked up one and started writing what I had experienced so ffar in this hell-hole. Of course it wasn't a smart idea to include everything but I needed to vent...So I did.
Oh my Gosh guys! Highschool is rough. Wow english class is difficult. I'm sorry this took so long but I'm glad I'm back to writing I hope you guys like it remember to review!
