caged // ambrollins

a small talk

seths pov

dean was having his breakfast with all the others.

i on the other hand was sitting with the other staff. there wasnt too many of us, but there was enough to keep everything under control.

im starting to wonder if dean is actually right about this place.

the musty smell, poor treatment, hell i only work minimum wage for crying out loud!

i ponder about quitting, and going on to pursue my dream career of a wrestler.

i look over at dean quietly. despite his
uncivil behavior, he looked miserable.  his bowl was empty but still, his stomach was too.

they dont give more breakfast here. you cant,, help but to feel bad for the guy. but again, he's fucked up in the head. he burned his house down for crying out loud! how can i feel any sympathy?

i was hesitant to move, thinking about my next move. what was i suppose to do? i-

my inner thoughts came to a halt when another one of the doctors sat with me, doctor orton. " rollins! how's the lunatic been? "

i slightly glared at him when he used that term, " everything's been fine. use that word lightly. "

he gave me a concerned look with a mix of confusion, " lightly? he is psychotic y'know. "

"well, i guess i shouldve used a better word, you're right. "

i opened my mouth before he could say anything else, " look, don't call him anything, ok? just leave him alone with the name calling. "

despite the confusion, he pushed the topic aside, " anyways, you need to pass in your health check sheet for dean at the end of the day today when it's lockdown. we're having a meeting with the authorities. "

something clicked in my mind. i dont exactly know what ,, but i just feel like something is so clear to me.

" all the the doctors will be there? "

dr. orton nodded.

i looked at him sternly, " who will watch over the patients, that means they will be alone. "

" not exactly. there will be multiple guards keeping watch over the area. no one can escape, and nothing can happen. "

before i could add in, there was a loud clash. we both lookedover and noticed the situation. oh god.

dean and another patient were fighting over the food, " give it over ellsworth, or ill beat your ass! "

i guess dean's hunger got to him. the staff rushed over to separate them as i was given dean; the leash with it.

i struggled to put it back on dean as he hissed. they are being treated like animals,, even being fucked up in the brain, i still feel bad.

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dean was laying in his cage as i was having lunch with the other staff. i looked at my sandwich. i had a coffee with me as well.

i sighed, hiding my sympathetic thoughts from the rest. i eyed everyone else as they gobbled up their food, " when is the meeting? "

" 7 pm sharp. you know they get pissy even if you're a minute late. "

damn the authorities are strict ,, i stared at my uneaten food as the thought of dean crossed my mind.

why am i thinking of him?

i wasnt hungry anymore. i stood up with my sandwich, " im gonna use the men's room. "

no one asked questions as i left. i headed the opposite direction when i was given the opportunity and straight to deans cell.

i let myself in as he turned to me, " you're at lunch, what the hell are you doing here? "

his stomach growled, it was obvious he was starving.

i gave him my sandwich. he took it, confused, " im questioning if you should be the one in this cage. have you gone mad? "

i shook my head, " just eat it, alright? you might be messed up inside, you may have done all these badthings, but you're still human. "

dean took a bite of the sandwich, " thanks, man. "

i felt warm inside.

" do you want out of here? " dean asked me.

i looked confused at him, " what? "

" you do. i see it on your face when you come and see me. i see that this isnt what you want to do with your life. "

he was right.

" look, bottom line is, me and some of the guys are breaking out of here. ll bust your ass outta here if you're willing.  "

i wasn't really surprised at him breaking out, i was surprised he was going with others. i sloely nodded.

" if you tell anyone about us breaking out, i will fucking. destroy you. "

" not a word. i'll help you outta here. "
dean was surprised. you couldn't tell, but i knew he was.

" i'm sick of this place too. "

dean finished the sandwich, " perfect. "