Save Me (Troyler) (ON HOLD)

Chapter 4~The Horrible Past

I narrow my eyes at the sunshine shining bright through our small cell window. I sit up straight, and muffle my hair. I'm still a little sleep drunk. But there's only one question in my mind.

Why did I dream of Tyler?

My nightly adventures were a complete blur, but I still remember lilac hair owning the place very clearly. And there's only 1 person I know with that extraordinaire color of hair. 

Then I realized, maybe because I fell asleep on his chest. I look down at Tyler, who is still fast asleep. I always thought he was attractive, but in his sleep, he doesn't have that loud voice or that frown. He looks so peaceful, dreamy, poised. Honestly, I could watch Tyler sleeping for hours, it's quite entertaining.

I take a look at the time and I notice it being 7.45 already. We needed to be in the cafeteria at 8, and I don't think these nice *cough* men will like it if we were late. So I shake Tyler awake, even though I really don't want to.

His eyes flutter open, and his tiny hands rub them so he is fully awake. "Morning princess" he mumbles. "Good morning." I offer him my biggest smile. 

"How did you like it to sleep on my chest? Am I a good pillow?" He half chuckles, half asks, still semi-asleep.

I laugh out loud. "Of course, your highness. I bet it's better than that crusty old pillow you slept on."

"Boo, you whore." he manages to say before yawning.

"Ty, we better get ready if we want to be on time in the cafeteria." "Do we really have to?" He puts on a pouty bottom lip and makes his eyes as big as possible, and I hate to admit it, but he really looks so adorable. "I'm afraid so, get your ass out of MY bed."

Fifteen minutes later, everyone is gathered in the big lunch hall. Me and Tyler meet up with Faith, Connor, Korey, Miles, Grace, Mamrie, Zoe and someone I don't recognize from earlier. He introduces himself as Will. He has pitch black hair, a rough beard, and green piercing eyes. I can also notice some tattoos on his neck and he has a big black stretch in his left ear. He seems nice, if you ask me.

While eating breakfast we just talk about everything and nothing. 

After what seems like 1 minute, but was actually half an hour, the same old man who came to talk to us yesterday enters the room. He makes another announcement.

"Prisoners, today you all will get a medical check up, starting with the male, followed by the female. We will start with Cell 075, and then Cell 076, and so on. You will be summoned by a jailer, so don't leave your room unless you want to get shot of course. Now go all back to your cells."

We say our goodbyes to the crew and make our way back to our cell, which has number 084 on it. We will be one of the first to get checked then.

Once inside, we both sit on our own beds, not saying anything. 

"Troye?" I humm in response, singing him to continue.

"Do you have family? I'm sorry for the random questions but I want to get to know you better and I told you everything about mine, so yeah."

"It's okay, it's a nice conversation starter." I stop a second to smile and go on. "I lived with my mum, dad, sister and two brothers. I miss them so much it's unbearable. They mean the world to me, you don't even know. If something ever happens to them, I swear to god I'll be even more broken than..." I felt a physical lock in my throat, thinking about Simon. Right now, I miss him most out of everyone. 

"But anyway, you haven't told me everything about yours. What happened to your dad?"

He looks away, and hi face saddens a little. "He- uhm- he left. He- uhm- he-"