Why Me..?

Chapter 7

   The darkness turned into a painful light, whinceing I opened my eyes. Taking in my surroundings before remembering everything. The bomb. The groups kids. The wires. Everything. I looked down to see I was covered from head to toe in wraps. 'Who ever did it has spent a lot of time doing it' I thought to myself as I tried sitting up, a sharp pain shot up my back making me yelp.
I heard shuffling coming from the other side of the door, they were heavy, almost like he was pacing around in circles while stomping. I pulled my leg's off the bed and tried standing up. Using the bed frame to balance I was able to stand. Everything hurt. Some areas I was numb and othered were in pain.
I let out a sigh before biting my lip and walking. It hurt but I made everything muffled, I leaned on the wall beside the door, putting my ear on the door to listen. 'Only footsteps?' I thought to myself before I stopped, my eyes widen. ' did he hear me? I thought I was being quite? What did I do? What the hell is going?!'
I thought to myself before the door was pushed open, making me gasp before falling backwards.
I heard, laughing? I was fucking confused. I looked up to the one and only Cody.
I let out a sigh of relief, feeling instantly calmer at the sight of his presence. He smiled before reaching his hand out to help me up, which I took. I used his arm for support before noticing something. Blood.
He noticed and said he didn't get a chance to change since he has got me. I nodded saying I understood, he smiled, making me smile. " I am going to get you something to drink and eat, and I don't care if your not hungry or whatever excuse you got." He said before walking me to the bed then leaving to do what he said.
I just rolled my eyes before chuckling to his comment. He has never been this nice to me, something I wasn't use to, it was weird but felt really nice. Not saying he is a shitty friend just could use some work haha.
I know he said "didn't get a chance to change" but what does that even mean?
He came back with a bottle of water and a pack of crackers, I wasn't complaining though. Me and him sat on the bed chewing on the crackers. It was slient. But not uncomfortable. We sat like that for until his phone went off. "Imma take this real quick" he said in a hurry. "Ok then" was all I said before he swiftly walked out and shut the door.
    I placed my bottle and crackers on the wooden night stand, the night stand that were aprently there the whole time. I laid back looking at the ceiling, I turned my head looking out side the window. It was cloudy with a bit of fog, I wish it was rainy but whatever.
      Time skip))
     I ain't sure how long it's been but I know that he isn't on a phone call still. I have been locked in this room for two days straight. He locked the door and windows on his way out. I don't understand why but I can ask him in the after life at this point. I sit up for the thirty second time today, cracking my back. Swinging my legs over the bed before hoping off.
     Not even going to lie I ain't even hungry, even without food for two days.
I was starting to get fed up with not doin anything. So I looked around again, hoping to find something that would make life a lot less boring. Nothing. I walked over to the bed again, crawling on the bed over to the window. The window had rusty bars attached to them. I let out a loud sigh from boredom and confusion.
Where was that bastard.