CHARLOS: the Unknown Distance

Charles' Pov: Dagger in the back

Ok friends here is the main event. We are almost at the end and when there will be 70 votes on my story overall, I will write a continuation.

It's very quiet here and I'm still very tired. I turn away from the light and slowly fall asleep.

But that didn't last long, the pain is back and now a headache has joined it. I try to ignore it but after a while I start to moan in pain.

I feel like I'm sedated and I'm starting to wake up. As the medication wears off I start to feel every part of my body. I slowly sit up and see that I'm not at home or in a hotel... not even in a hospital.

A small room illuminated by a sharp light hanging from a high ceiling. A closed door on the other side of the room and a small open window on the same wall.

A mattress lying on the ground with me on it and only a toilet at my side. As if I have everything here to survive but not to live.

I slowly lean over to look at my leg which hurts so much. I see bandages with a little blood seeping through. I reach out to check my injuries but I just stare... On my right hand is a large solid leather bracelet connected to a chain. With my eyes, I follow the chain along my body which ends in the wall next to my pillow.

I immediately realized that this is not right and the people who did this are probably not my friends.

I am nervous about the situation and the pain, so I start to panic and call for help.
I've been calling for help with all my might for about 10 minutes until a voice from the other side of the wall interrupts me.

"Calm down! No one can hear you so SHUT UP! I'm trying to read. If you don't cause problems, everything will be fine".

I immediately try to get to the window from which I hear a man's voice. But I can't keep my balance and I can't stand on my right foot. The chain won't let me see the man behind the wall through the open window. I ask so many questions, please and try to play on feelings but the man does not answer me.

After some time I crawl back onto the mattress looking for more comfort and see my bracelet on the floor. It's a "Forza Ferrari" fan bracelet made of colorful beads. It's torn and beads are all over the room.

Tears well up in my eyes.
All the pictures of my perfect life started playing in my head. Everything I ever had and took for granted was disappearing into the distance.

Exhausted, I slowly collected all the beads, I held them in my palm and curled up in a corner.

I couldn't sleep and I didn't want to be awake. This is driving me crazy. I'm starting to feel that if I pinch my leg, the pain will stop. I use all my strength and hold my leg firmly just above the knee for several minutes until it starts to change color. But then it starts to hurt even more.

I dig my nails into the wall and yell at the guards "give me pain meds or I'll rip that damn leg off!"

"ok wait I will bring something calm down"
Answered from the other side of the wall.

I heard him leave and in between I wanted to see the injury. I slowly began to remove the bandage until it was stuck to the wound. I know I can't leave it like this, the bandages have to be changed.
I chose short and fast so I gritted my teeth and ripped it off.

"Aaah f*ck!"
A little blood started to trickle down the skin from a deep scratch. Actually, it wasn't even a scratch. It was an open, deep wound that definitely needed stitching. I started to feel sick, a long gash running from the knee to the shin that exposed the bone.

The guard returns and a box of pills and a bottle of water land next to me.

"Thanks"
I thanked him and asked for one more favor. I tried to be nice so that he would see me as a person and not a rat in a cage.