Aiming For Her

7.5 His Special Offer

I must've been lingering in Issac's mind so much that he stormed inside the girls bathroom. Still hovered over the toilet I leaned back on the seat with one arm, feeling nauseous.

"Jenny!" Issac called out. His angry voice sent chills down my spine.

When I didn't respond he called out my fake name again. I didn't want to answer him.

For a moment, the bathroom went silent. I almost thought he'd left till his voice echoed under the bathroom stall.

"Ignoring someone?"

I jolted with a gasp and turned around. He was bent under my stall, frowning at me. I frowned back.

"Ever herd of privacy?"

We stared at each other in silence for a while. He didn't respond. Being under his gaze held me trapped, but apart of me still wanted to run for the hills. There was still the fear of him staring at my face and recognizing me at the back of my mind. And I knew I had to be careful till I found a way out of here.

"You haven't come out with the others for breakfast, why?"

He leaned over a bit and saw some of the bile dripping from the toliet seat.

"Oh," he whispered, looking back up at me.

"I wasn't feeling well officer"

"Please don't call me that Jenny. Since we're on equal grounds here I want you to call me Issac"

"Issac it is then," I said, swallowing the throbbing lump in my throat. "Sorry for not coming to breakfast. I swear I would've without the nausea"

"Don't apologize, it was just a question."

His eyes trailed over the hand that was rubbing over my stomach, "are you pregnant?"

"I don't think so"

"Are you sure?" Issac looked at me for what felt like forever. "You do know pregnancy's involve throwing up sometimes right?"

A frown spread across my face. "Well I can assure you that it's not this one. I just ate terribly that's all"

"Ah, that makes more sense" he said, "I was just wondering since there's so many possibilities in this world. Usually I get curious and think in many aspects, pregnancy was the first thing that came to mind. Hopefully me saying helps you understand why I asked that"

We stared at each other long and hard, I wasn't really good at reading eyes in the first place, but looking at them I could've sworn I saw some sort of sparkle. Unless those were just the bathroom lights reflecting in his eyes, or a plan to trick me and throw me in prison again. I wasn't sure.

Why was he trying so hard to not upset me?

Issac cleared his throat.

"Okay, well since you don't feel in the mood to round up prisoners with me I'll be going back to the cafeteria to do that. You can pay me back by meeting me at my office to do some work there, so meet me back in the office at 8:20 sharp."

I furrowed my brows. "Uh, what exactly will I be doing?"

"We'll discus that later," he said.

I wanted to decline, but accepted anyway, not wanting to brew a tempter.

He then stood up and waited for me to unlock the door. I heaved myself up, quickly fixing my pony tail and unlocking it. Without waiting for me to Issac pushed the door open and stood closer, giving me a sly smile. "It's good to see you on two feet again, how do you feel?"