Soft Spot

Chapter 7

Finally we were let out of our restrains once Theo had got confirmation that none of us were gonna leave. I was unstrapped last and help my wrists which were feeling very tender and began to explore the room we were in. Everyone else seemed to be doing the same when Theo walked over to me, " You intrigue me yknow." I looked at him with a very confused expression raising an eyebrow at him. "You were friends with the GCPD especially Jim and Harvey yet you killed your father, you looked so innocent and could never hurt a fly I want to know what changed you?" He questioned looking at me curiously. I looked to my left to see myself standing there looking at Theo very warily obviously not trusting him, Theo seemed to have noticed that I wasn't paying attention to him anymore and looked in the direction in which I was looking seeing a wall, obviously not seeing my other self. He cleared his throat which brought my attention back, "Oh yeah uh, well I guess when your abused you just snap even though I killed my mother a few years earlier without a reason per say.." I looked to my other self  while trailing off my sentence looking for some help here but she just looked away not really knowing what to say. "I didn't know you killed your mother too it says on your record you only killed your father." He looked at me through narrow eyes. Shit. "Uh yeah I did." Was all I said not really knowing what else to say. "Very well." He said looking very deep in thought like he was trying to put the puzzles of me together.

We were finally taken out of the room and to a separate part of the apartment to our rooms by the Galavan siblings, apparently they had made our rooms to suit our personalities they said. They just know a lot about us I thought to myself if they did this. The hall was long and on every door had a different name. I was stood next to Jerome and we both tried to find our respective rooms, we found them at the end of the hall opposite one another. We looked at each other both in mutual agreement that we would check out each others room out of curiosity. We decided to look at Jerome's first because in his words, "Best for last." He opens his named door and my eyes widened when I saw the interior. He also looked shocked. His room had white and red walls with a massive modern bed with different shades of Red for the pillows, quilt and cover, a bookshelf in the corner full of crime novels and stories. Jerome loved to read crime stories as he said it helped him gain new ideas and fuel his want for chaos. The statement piece wasn't any of these things, no, it was the wall art which had smiley face mad completely of  'HA!' Writing. It captured what Jerome was and put it into a symbol, I could tell that this would be used for years to come. We walked around in awe, Jerome was definitely impressed. He looked in his wardrobe and brought out a bright red robe with gold and black lining and his eyes lite up, I was still staring at the wall art so he decided to change into it. "Jess! Look at this!" He exclaimed standing proudly with his hands on hips in almost a superman pose with his chest puffed out with his signature grin on his face. I turned around to this sight and I froze taking it all in, his hair was perfectly sleeked with one piece of hair lying on his forehead, his grin wider than ever, a mischievous glint in his eyes. It definitely suited his personality. I let a playful smirk grace my lips, "Not too shabby I must say."

We were finally going to look at my room and I couldn't be more excited! If Jerome's room looked like that then I couldn't even begin to imagine what mine would look like. I had my guesses but still had no clue what I would see when I opened the door. I stood in front of my named door with Jerome standing slightly behind me still in his red robe. Looking to my left I see myself giving me a nod to open it to which I nod back before taking a breath. Jerome looked at me curiously wondering what I was nodding at but shrugged it off he would ask later he mentally noted. I pushed the door open and once my eyes danced over the room for a brief moment a single breathless 'wow' escaped my lips. I stepped in and marvelled around my new room, the walls were a dark forest green colour with one white wall, the bed was more vintage with a light wooden frame and mixes of lighter green pillows, quilts and covers. In the corner of the room where Jerome's bookshelf was stood a desk with a typewriter on it along with paper as well as other stationary. My eyes lit up at the typewriter before I looked to the white wall to see wall art like what Jerome had in his room however, mine was very much different. Mine had a Medusa type creature with either side of the face being outlined in a different colour, one side of outlined in a regular black liner while the other had a light strong green colour. The snakes seemed calm and tamed on the green side with a small dainty smile gracing that half of the Medusa while the black side had agitated angry snakes with a evil wider smile. I couldn't help but stare at this masterpiece on my wall feeling like the work of art resided with me and feeling comforted by the art piece.

I hear Jerome clear his throat from behind me and I spin on my heels to face him. "This room is soooo you." He said with a small smile on his face. I smiled back nodding like a little kid before spinning around taking it all in. This was my room. I felt comfortable in this room, it felt like home. Most people would be disturbed by the room and find it eerie but I couldn't help but love it wholeheartedly. Jerome grabbed me lifting me slightly before spinning me and throwing me onto the bed, a little yelp leaving my lips as he let go of me. "I'll come and see you in a minute my love I'm gonna get settled in my room." Jerome took one last look around my room looking at the art work slightly longer than the rest before leaving me to take everything in. I laid on the bed staring at the ceiling for a while just thinking about how fast everything changed. This morning I woke up in a dark empty boring cell with a steel uncomfortable bed and now I'm laying on a large bed surrounded by so much stuff I could almost feel tears coming to my eyes with gratefulness. "It's beautiful." I heard a voice to the side of me, I turned my head to see myself looking around the room in awe, "I told you we would get out." She sent a light smirk at me dancing around the room. I giggled at myself. Though she was the 'evil' side of me she was still me and she protected me from dangers to set me free, if I didn't listen to her I wouldn't be where I am now. We conversed for a while just talking about how crazy everything is and how we are gonna have so much fun now as we are free. A light knock was heard on my door after a while and I opened it to see Tabitha standing there she smiled down at me softly, "Hey little one, foods ready if you wanna come to the dining room with me now." I smiled at the women and nodded before following her down the hallway. She wasn't much older than me, I had only just been 18 for about two months while she looked about 23/24 at most but I was quite small and looked about 16 so the nickname made a lot of sense.