{COMPLETED} The Bloody Leader

14. SOS

Tom POV

I watch as she shuts and locks the door leading outside, I hear muffled conversing, I lower my head and pull one last time on the chains.

“Ouch! shit!” I say, I relax on pulling and look down, blood, the medal made its way through my skin and now I'm bleeding. As the pain increases I start to yell, more tears were leaving my eyes, the guard knocked on my door and said to cut it out.

I didn't, I just got louder, he opens the door a glimpse of light, the knight was Ryan, I sigh with a laugh and continue crying, the metal was old and rusted over, green mold was on the cuffs and chains, I was sure the cut was infected, they usually don't hurt this bad.

“Would you shut it, I'm not trying to die yet,” he says through gritted teeth, he seemed uncomfortable, “R-Ryan, it hurts,” I say through tears, he lifts an eyebrow, I turn myself enough to show him what happened,”Oh God, I'll get Tarayn she'll heal you!”

He leaves, I'm sitting on the cold floor of the cell, the warm blood leaving my body dripping on the floor making a puddle that progressively was getting bigger, I felt a little light headed this was more blood than what I'm used to, my body is use to losing. “This way!” I hear in the distance, I turn my head slowly and see my healing teacher.

“Hey miss T,” I said slowly, at this point I was really light headed, I felt like passing out, I felt happy, too happy, I felt unbalanced as well “Ryan do you have the shackle keys?” “Right here,” “I need water just to be sure the cuts aren't infected by this old medal,” she unlocks my wrist and I smile really wide and flimsy “you're sooo kind, Thank yooou for my freeedooom,” “you're going delusional, everything seems funny doesn't it,” I smile wider and nod my head slow at first. “Ok Thomas I need you to calm down after this I expect you to go to sleep for a little, ok?” “But I don't wanna sleep, I sleep I die..~,” “then atlease lay down and let your blood regulate, you lost over the amount a kid your age is allowed to lose, ok” “Oki,”

I watched as she cleaned the cuts on my skin, they were deep and gushing once the cuffs were off, I whined a little each time she touched me, “I'm sorry, they might be slightly infected, I'm just trying to clean them before they claim you,” I look up at her and whimper “you're not a dog, stop that,” I laugh and do it again, she then puts pressure on my wrist and I Yelp “I told you, you're not a dog,” I pierce my lips into a thin line and wait for her to finish, about 20 minutes later I feel her let both my wrist go and bandage them up.

“Look young Prince, this medal is old, moldy, and rusted over, I'm not surprised you got slightly infected but I need you to not pull when put back, understand?” “Noooo, I don't wanna go back! I'm freeeeeee!” I say attempting to stand up I imedeantly fall back down, I made miss T laugh, she then told me that before I do anything extra I have to let my body remake the lost blood, I look at her and lift my arms, she sighed and picks me up setting me on the cells bed, she guides me down and I start to close my eyes, she smiles and kisses my temple like how my mother used to and cuffed my hands back up.

“Dont go,” “I have to, I was only sopost to heal you,” I roll over and groan, I hear her whisper shut my eyes and let my body finish healing I listen and do just that, not long after I'm a woken, I feel more head ground and stable, I wake to familiar voices and giggles I sit up and go towards the window.

“Junea wait!” “Come on Lucas,”. Jackson's little siblings June and Lucas, I get as close to the window as possible “JUNE! LUCAS! OVER HERE PLEASE!”  “Junea, did you hear that?” “Yea! It sounded like-” “PRINCE TOM!” They yell in unison, I laugh and call them again “Yes yes, yes, I'm over here come quick, please!” “Where are you Thomas?” “The dungeon window right in front of you!” “Oki!” They run right over and bend down.

“Thomas!” “What are you doing down there?” “Oh it's a long story little ones but I need you to help get me out,” the five and three year old agreed and asked how, I asked if they knew where their dad and brother went for war, they nod excitedly, “yes their right on the open, just outside the border, mommy usally takes up when she feels like letting us run,” I didn't feel comfortable asking them to go in a danger death zone but I didn't want to die myself so I asked. “Could you both go there, find a person named Tord on a black and silver horse, his hair a cinnamon ginger color that defines gravity and he's...he's?” “He's what Thomas?” Asked June “He's from the Rose… King..dom..," I shut my eyes ready for them to scream and run but they dont they say ok instead.

“Thank you,” I say they start to back away and I yell “HE'S THE PRINCE OF THE KINGDOM, DONT FORGET HIS NAME IS TORD!” “OKI!” They respond I take a breath, still slightly light headed and sit down, I hope they remember what I said and get him quick, I dont wanna die, I think as I lay back down on the cold medal bed.

Ok number one, Thomas almost killed himself. Two, a five and a three year old, good luck bud. Three, idk. Four, different POV's comming.
Five, should I do a part two??? (Of the book once finished), welp as always I purple you guys and I'll see you in the next chapter 💜💜💜

Song: Six Feet Under by- Billie Eilish