"Everyone we love is dead Frank. They're gone and ain't ever coming back right?"
He shakes his head with clenched teeth, looking away in attempt of un-interest to the point I was making.
"Right Frank?" I raise my voice, my tone sounding harsh whil...
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I gasp, throwing my head back breathing heavily, strands of hair drape across my face. The nightmares had invaded my sleep, finally waking me up out of what felt like an eternity of hell. I inhale and exhale deeply, unnerving myself, and controlling my breath.
"You okay?" Davids concerned voice asks me softly.
I clear my throat, sniffing and facing him. "I'm fine." I glance around, seeing Frank sitting back in front of us, he immediately averts his eyes from me back to his book. I study him, knowing he was more than likely watching me dream. "Hey asshole." I snatch his attention back, his eyes flickering to me. "You gonna read to us?" I nod my head at him motioning at the book with a snicker, as his face stays expressionless.
He stands, throwing it to the side and walking past us. The faucet turns on, the sound of water splashing against the metal bucket shortly follows. A minute passes as the bucket fills up, and the faucet squeaks shut. Frank walks over to us, circling around and standing in front of me.
I stare up at him and he pauses, before he splashes the water on me. I gasp in deeply, throwing my head to the side in shock of how freezing cold it actually was. Shivers run down my spine, and I look down, all my clothes soaked. Goosebumps cover my skin, covering over me like a blanket, my shallow breathing calming slightly. "Was that really necessary?"
He crouches in front of me, inches away from me as I still look down. He grabs my face, forcing me to look up at him. "Who's coming Novak, huh? I know someone's coming, just tell me who it is."
I shake my head around, struggling from his grip as my wet hair plasters to my face uncomfortably. "Nobody's coming."
"I don't believe you survived on your own." His eyes bore into mine, as I stay locked into them.
I pull my head back, ripping myself from his hold and clenching my jaw. "I could say the same to you."
He pauses, then stands straight, scooping the bucket up making his was back to the faucet. My eyes follow him to my peripheral view, until he's cut off.
***
"You gotta spin me around so I can enter the code."
"Here's the thing. There are no explosive devices in this place. If there were, I would've found 'em. So you keep saying believe me, but you keep lying to me Lieberman."
I watch from afar, laughing and opening my mouth to add something, but David intercepts. "Bravo Frank, you got it. No explosives. Spin me around, let me show you something."
I furrow my eyebrows as David shouts again. "Spin me around, come on!" Frank pauses, spinning the seat and pulling his knife out to cut the tie. Soon as he does, David pulls himself up to the desk, grunting and typing something in. "Smile Frank, you're on candid camera."
