Caged (Troy Otto x OC)

Chapter 6

"Troy"

He looked me up and down, finally connecting eyes with mine. The corners of his mouth formed a small smirk. Smug looking bastard. He only broke eye contact with me when Blake said his name again.

"Troy." My eyes snap to Blake as well.

"What do you want me to do with her? Willy did a number on her. She has nearly bled out."

"Well we can't have that now, can we? She still needs to finish being processed. As for Willy's role in this, I will be talking to him. Get her cleaned up, and then bring her to my office."

Something about Troy's statement didn't sit right with me. There were many things about him that didn't sit right with me. Troy met my gaze once again before turning on his heel and leaving Blake and I. Blake took that opportunity to break out his pocket knife. He came close to me, so naturally I flinched in retreat. He gave me a sad look before cutting the zip ties from my wrists and ankles. He put a couple steristrips on the wounds that were still bleeding, before trying to get me out of the chair.

I tried to stand on my own, once freed from the chair. Blake caught me as I nearly fell to the floor, the fabric from his uniform rubbing against my open wounds.

Without a second thought, he scooped me up and carried me down the hall and up a flight of stairs, into what looked like barracks. He set me down on the edge of a bunk before proceeding to what looked to be a closet. The room was small. It was made of tile floor and concrete walls. There was nothing else to the room besides the 6 sets of bunk beds. He pulled a towel and what looked to be clothing out of the closet before closing the door. I kept my eyes on his movements the entire time.

"Take off your clothes." He said as he disappeared through another open door. I hear a faucet turn on. Wow, I haven't heard the sound of running water in months. I slowly begin removing my clothing, working around my open cuts. I was sure to push my pocket knife further into my boot to hide it. I left my bra and underwear on, because I haven't been nude in front of a complete stranger since college. I stand up on my own and attempt to move in the direction of the running water.

I must have stood up too quickly, because I started to see stars once again and nearly fell to the floor. Blake came out of the bathroom just in time to catch me. Once again, picking me up and carrying me to the bathroom. He set me on the tile floor of the shower, letting the water rain down on top of me. Pulling my knees to my chest, I sit on the tile and let the warmth engulf me. The water that dripped down my body instantly turned a reddish brown, a mix of dirt and blood.