Captain Aceti / air (BEING EDITED ATM)

jerome

Jerome's POV

After I put Mitch in his "temporary" room, I walked back down to the cells to get Rob.

He sat against the wall, far away from the bars.

"Rob, let's go. I don't want any trouble so behave." I sighed, knowing he was strong willed and was most likely to give me some attitude.

He looked up at me. His face expressionless.

Not a surprise.

I opened the cell.

He sat their staring at me with cold eyes, motionless.

Really?

"Rob, get up." I growled.

He sighed in defeat and stood up.

I grabbed his arm and yanked him out of his cell and into the hallway.

"What did you do to Preston?" He whispered, so quiet that I barely heard it.

"What?" I questioned with a smirk, even though I understood what he said.

"What the hell did you do with Preston?!" He snapped annoyed.

"Don't yell at me if you don't want yourself or him hurt." I said calmly.

I smirked as opened his mouth to say something but quickly shut it.

We walked down the halls in silence.

I noticed some people ahead, instantly recognizing them, Adam and Ty.

"Adam!" I called.

He turned his head and looked at me. I motioned for him to come over, he waved a goodbye to Ty then jogged towards me and Rob.

"Yes captain?" He asked, eyeing Rob in the process.

"Take our new addition, Rob, to the fifth room. Tell him the instructions. I have something to do right now." I instructed as I shoved him over to Adam.

"Yes captain." Adam said as he put Rob's hands behind his back.

Rob turned and looked at me one last time. His eyes filled with hatred and slightest hint of fear.

I could tell he wasn't scared for his life though. But for someone else's.

Maybe his friends life's? Or maybe it's  just one of them. If I had to I'd guess Preston.

I ignored it since it wasn't that important and walked to my room.

I quickly changed out if my dirtied clothes and changed into my training clothes.

I went into my trainee clothes closet and pulled out a simple workout outfit.

I was responsible for giving all of our "new recruits" clothes since their clothes were filthy but I forgot a room.
Mitch's room to be exact.

This is such a pain.

I walked back to Mitch's room and walked in.

He wasn't in the bedroom and the sound of the of a shower running was heard, so I think it was safe to assume he was in the bathroom

I laid the folded clothes on the side of the bed and walked towards the washroom.

I opened the door quietly, steam surrounded me as I entered.

The glass frame around the shower was covered by a wall of steam and you could just make out his figure through the shower curtain.

I saw his clothes on the ground and picked them up, quickly exciting the washroom with them.

Even though this seemed kind of perverted, it was necessary. We don't want them wearing they're 'old' clothes here.

I exited his room and threw the dirty clothes out.

They were so filthy, blood and dirt covered them, it was disgusting.

I walked back to Mitch's room and leaned on the opposite wall; then waited.

About 20 minutes later his door opened.
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End of Jerome's pov