Caged (On Hold)

Chapter 2

Christian

I woke up to the smell of bacon. I remembered the events of the day before. I went to work with the band as usual, I returned home, took the rubbish out for collection, then I saw a guy called Jackson, took him in, he had a bath, ate and watched television, he is now somewhere in my house.

I dragged myself out of bed and went to find Jackson. The sofa was empty. The cushions had been returned to their normal places on the sofa and the blankets had been folded into a neat pile at one end. I walked into the kitchen to find Jackson at the cooker, frying strips of bacon. He began to butter a few slices of bread and shared them out over two plates, before going back to the bacon and sharing them also between the two plates.

He turned and saw me. He smiled. Turning back around, he grabbed one of the plates and gave it to me. "Good morning. Thank you." I said.

"Good morning." He replied. "I hope you enjoy your breakfast. May I also eat?"

"Of course you can. You are welcome to help yourself to any food in the house." I said, smiling at him. "Come on let's eat in the living room and see if The Simpsons are on the television."

"Thank you." He followed me like a lost puppy into the living room. I switched the television on and started to flick through the channels in the search of The Simpsons. It wasn't on. I sighed. "The Simpsons aren't on at the minute but there is SpongeBob."

"Okay, that's alright." He replied, before taking another bite of his bacon sandwich. I turned back to the channel SpongeBob was on. Within seconds he was staring at the screen with a smile on his face.

I began to eat my bacon sandwich as I watched the television. Once the programme was over, we had both finished our breakfast. I stood up and took both our plates into the kitchen. I returned and smiled at him. "I like SpongeBob too." He said looking up at me, also smiling.

"That's good, now you have two programmes to choose from." I said. "Today, I haven't got work so if you would like we could go shopping and buy you some things, you know, like clothes."

"I do not need anything Sir."

"Yes you do. You only had one set of clothes coming here, you haven't got anything else. You need some more things."

"I have never owned more than one set of clothing Sir. Therefore I do not need more, and I have no money to buy anything."

"I will buy them for you."

"No Sir, it is fine. Don't waste your money on me. I am not worth it." He looked down at the floor, clearly saddened.

"Jackson, please may I buy you some things from the shop because I want to be a good friend to you as I know how bad you have been treated in the past?" I tried to convince him.

He continued to look at the floor, however after a brief amount of time, he looked up and nodded with a smile.

"I will buy you whatever you want and need. Come on, let's get changed." I went into the kitchen to retrieve Jackson's clothes from the dryer. They smelt a lot fresher than they had before. I returned them to Jackson, he smiled in appreciation.

"May I get changed in the bathroom and may I use the toilet?" Jackson asked, as he smelt his clothes.

"You don't have to ask to use the toilet. Yes you can get changed in the bathroom and use the toilet." I replied. As I walked towards my bedroom to get changed myself.

Jackson

I walked into the bathroom. I heard Christian opening things in his bedroom and shuffling around. He must be getting changed too. I slipped off the pyjama bottoms and replaced them with my trousers. My legs were still blue and purple. I unzipped my jumper and removed the borrowed T-Shirt to reveal my blue and purple torso and chest. I sighed and slipped on my own T-Shirt and put my jumper back on, with the hood up, covering my ears. I looked in the mirror, my face had swollen up since yesterday.