Instinct

Chapter 20

I watch the clock hands tick as the minutes go past. This is day two, 28 days until the execution. In four weeks I'll finally be gone. I watch as Autumn's flat stomach rises slightly then falls back down, I hope he doesn't have morning showers, I shiver in disgust. Not in disgust of the showers but in disgust of seeing Autumn naked. The heat rises to my cheeks. I don't think I'm ready to see that sight. I mean it's different when I'm going to use his wang as a gag then duct tape his mouth shut and beat his body with a baseball bat. But I suddenly feel really feel uncomfortable, what if I have to have a shower with him? I don't think I can live if I do.

I poke my flat stomach which rumbles in response, I haven't eaten anything in four days. Last night I had about two hours of sleep and when I woke up Autumn's blanket was on me. So I did what anyone would've... I tore it in shreds and threw it over his sleeping form.

I don't need his pity. It was my choice to sleep in corner, not his. And it was rather comfy, more comfortable than that bed would ever be. I sigh, when is the lazy ass going to wake up? I wonder if Wolf's fine. Eden, Dylan, Brook and Hunter probably will be fine. It's just Wolf that I'm worried for, he looked disappointed in me when I left. His glossy light grey eyes and his flat ears, poor Wolf. I've never seen him as sad as that.

"Did you brush your teeth?" Autumn looks down at me already dressed in his white and light grey uniform, I raise an eyebrow

"How the hell am I supposed to brush my teeth or change or whatever if I don't have a toothbrush, under wear and spare clothes to change with? All I have are the clothes I've been wearing for four days." I snap at him; he motions for me to follow him which I do reluctantly.

"Here's a toothbrush, that's toothpaste you use to put on the toothpaste, there's the face wash." He points to different things, "I'll get some clothes for you." He walks out the bath room and I stare at the things dumbfounded. Granted I'm poor and even I know how to use a toothbrush, but what the hell is tooth paste for. Damn rich people using pointless things. I open the tube of toothpaste which smells like mint but is white... yeah that's probably filled with drugs. I throw the tube in the bin after closing it, don't want to make a mess in the bin do I now?

I grab the dark grey tooth brush and wet it with the cold tap water. I look at the numerous bristles, yeah this looks like a tooth brush even mum would buy, I shrug and start to brush my teeth. I spit the residue in the sink and rinse my mouth. I stare at the brush, maybe that was what the tooth paste was for... I place my brush on the side of the sink carefully and take the tube of white paste out the bin. I open it and squeeze some of the minty paste in my hand and use it to wash the head of my brush and all its bristles. My fingers scratch and pull at the bristles making sure it's practically coated in white suds.

"What are you doing?" he walks up to me and raise an eye brow, is it not obvious?

"I'm washing my brush with that toothpaste thing you gave me." I point at the open tube of toothpaste and start to wash out the white suds. Autumn face palms, "What's your problem dude? It's not my fault I wasn't born in the rich sector." I furrow my eyebrows because there a lump of that stupid toothpaste thing that is stuck between a couple of the bristles and won't wash out,

"What did you use to brush your teeth then if you didn't use toothpaste?" the man raises an eyebrow,

"People in Devil's Spine or Shadow-Cliffe use frikin bar soap. No one uses whatever that is." I said glaring at the tube, he sighs and I groan in annoyance, "damn this stupid tooth paste." I glare at the lump. Fuck it, I give up. I walk to the bin and dump both the tooth brush and the toothpaste in the bin.