"Let me out!" I screamed, shaking those heavy metal bars which kept me in confinement. "Let me out! I shouldn't be in here!"
"As if that'll work" he snarled from behind me. "You've tried for the past twelve hours give it up! No-one is listening. No-body cares about us in here. They aren't listening. They may be watching but they are sure as hell not listening. They don't get paid enough to care. The only way for us to get out of here is to either play nice and hope they'll let us out on good behaviour or we breakout"
"I don't play nice - you don't play nice. Don't insult me by telling me something that I already know"
"We don't play nice so that only leaves us one possible way to get out. Help me plan our escape so we can teach that bitch a lesson" he spat on the ground beside him.
I joined him sitting crossed legged on the concrete floor. I watched as he produced a plastic set of cutlery, a straw and a stone from under the bed he leaned against. "I thought you said that there is no escape from here?"
He shook his head. "I really wish that you would start playing attention. No I told you that shaking those bars wasn't going to get us anywhere" He began scratching the stone on the concrete tracing a shape in between us. "And I was right. That would be too easy if all you had to do was that then no-one would still be here"
"What are we going to do once we get out?" I asked him.
He didn't reply straight away. Is he growing tired of my questions?
"When we get out what are we going to do? We'll be on the run, we can't go on the run" I asked again.
He turned red in his face, I think I was irritating him. "stop asking stupid questions they aren't helping" he snapped as he finished drawing on the ground. He knelt beside the bed and managed to move the bed two inches by himself "I think it is here" he was messing about with the bricks behind where the bed was. He pushed one aside. "I knew it, a few are loose so they covered it with the bed"
I put my hand on his shoulder "You didn't answer me we can't go on the run! We can't escape from here, especially because they have taken away everything that is deemed sharp. We won't be able to do much without anything that's sharp"
He stood up shaking me off. "We are going to hunt down that stupid bitch and make her pay for what she has done to us. Nothing and no-one is going to get in our way until we make that bitch pay the ultimate price." he pulled the bed back to where it originally stood to hide our discovery.
"Don't you think we've put her through enough?" Maybe we are in over our heads. We've already been caught. We're stuck here in this room. No one else to talk to.
He was pacing up and down the room. "No I will tell you this again she needs to pay."
"We've had our revenge we took that stupid gun to..."
He pushed me up against the wall. "She deserves a lot worse that what we did yesterday" he told me. "Don't ever forget that! I'm helping you get your revenge you do want help don't you?"
"But Kim she...I love her!" I admitted and sighed "But I do want my revenge and we have to make it suit."
"You are wrong she never loved you." he told me. "She always laughed in your face, shot you down in front of your friends and team mates. Taunted you. She even convinced all of her friends to join in too. Don't you want to make her pay for all of that? She made your life hell, you better not ever forget or forgive her"
"Of course I do. She needs to pay and I need to get my revenge" I snarled. "And you better help me get it. You promised me that you would help me"
"BICKLE! SHUT UP IN THERE! YOU HEAR ME!" A man in a uniform rattled the bars in front of me and then walked off.
I didn't reply. I turned to face the wall, covered in plain white boring tiles. "why didn't he tell you to shut it?"
I didn't get an answer.
"Why didn't he tell you to shut it?" I repeated.
I looked around after a few moments of silence. He had vanished, let me alone to rot in this room. I looked under the bed, the bricks were still loose. A couple had blood scrapings on them. I looked at my knuckles they were scraped. Did I move those bricks myself?
Did I imagine that my dead brother was back from the dead to keep me company?
He laughed. His laughter enveloping me in darkness and I crawled into a ball. Am I crazy?
"Remember what I told you Frank. Kim needs to pay for what she did to the two of us" he whispered, only I was alone in the room.