Skin

Chapter Four

My night's sleep was not the greatest to say the least. 

All that I could recall was the light air mattress in the far right corner of my cold dungeon-like room. I laid down and fell asleep immediately from the exhaustion. My dreams were blank and morning came soon enough. Not that I would know, there are like, zero windows in here.

When I woke up, my whole back and left shoulder was in stiff pain and my head was bopped down, drool slipping down from the corner of my Mouth. 

Quickly, I tried to get my hand to wipe it away from me but I couldn't. Wait, why couldn't I move my hand?

I snapped open my Eyes and when they got adjusted to the my vision, I remembered that I was still in this godforsaken room. I was sitting in a chair and my hands were tied down, making me squirm. 

My head and thoughts were still groggy, I really expected to wake up next to Drew, that this was all a misunderstanding. That it was a dream or the kind, crazy people took me home and I was happily in his soft bed. 

"Finally up, I see." a voice said behind me, causing me to jump. I knew it was Jai. I was starting to get very sick of that voice. 

"Wh-what? Why am I tied?" I asked. They were thick, brown ropes that wrapped both me and the chair's arms together, I was bound. 

The wrenching pit that sat in the bottom of my stomach didn't seem to go away. It had been here since last night right around when the cops rolled around. It was a feeling of worry, of uncertainty.

I turned around to see him, he was resting on the mattress I was sleeping on just a few hours ago. He had in earplugs, nice silver ones and I could hear music blasting from them. 

"We can't trust you." he said simply. I was surprised he could still hear me through that booming music player stuck in his ears.

"How long am I gonna have to be here?" I asked. I used all my strength to try and break free, but it was useless.

He didn't answer.

This whole thing was beyond unnecessary. All I wanted to was to go home to my regular life and be next to Drew.

Oh my god! I almost forgot about him. He must be worried sick about me, I wanted to talk to him so badly right now. To kiss him..to have him in me..even a hug will suffice right now. 

The pit in my stomach got bigger. 

"Can I at least make one phone call?" I begged. Didn't they do that when you were taken down to a police station? I could call Drew and assure him that everything is fine, he is probably worried sick right now!

"Hell no." Jai took out a white music player from his blue jeans, tapping on the screen; probably changing the song.

"You can't just let me stay here, all tied up!" My breathing became harder and harder. 

"Of course I can." Jai said, he got up from the mattress and came face to face with me. He pulled up a chair and sat down in front of me. His swamp green eyes stared at me, there wasn't exactly an expression on his face.

"I asked you last night and I'll ask you again, what's your name?" His monstrous face looked dead at me, which only made my breathing go a hundred miles per hour from how scared I was. I noticed he was no longer listening to music.

"No." I said firmly, but I was slightly shaking, unsure of what he will do. 

His mouth was a tight line. "I am trying to be nice but don't get on my-"

He was cut off with my "cell" door opening, and someone said, "Jai, it's fine, I'll take over." It was a rusty voice, one that sounded like they have been smoking god knows what for a good portion of their life.