Prison Break [Willow x Reader]

My Room? [Chapter 9]

1st P.O.V.
    Kitty and Tigry pushed me inside the oil refinery, trying their best to be gentle. I kicked at them, and screamed, trying to alert any kind of attention to me. Willow managed to catch up to us, and then stood in front of me. Glaring at her, I tugged at the ropes.
     "Sweetheart, sorry about the ropes, but those are only temporary. Just until we get to your room." Willow spoke with confidence and happiness. I growled under my breath, and I kicked at Tigry. "Hmm...It seems like you need to calm down. Kitty, please show (Y/N) to her room." She waved us off, and I continued to kick at them. We traveled all around the oil refinery until we got to a flight of stairs. They walked me into a secret room that wasn't visible unless you knew what you were looking for. In the secret room, there was a flight of stairs, and then a long corridor of rooms, with one at the end. Kitty kept looking over at me, making sure I was safe, but at the same time, she was making sure I didn't leave. We got about three doors down, and they took me into a room that was painted (F/C).  I stared at the walls and the decor. It had all of my favorite things and a few more. Tigry saw the look on my face and untied my hands. I rubbed my wrists and continued to look around. The bed looked comfy and pretty at the same time.
    "So, (Y/N), do you like it? We made it just for you!" Kitty said happily, while Tigry stayed quiet, observing me. I nodded excitedly and turned around to hug her. She laughed and then said that Willow would be in here in a bit. And with that, Tigry and Kitty left the room. I took a few steps around when I heard the door lock. I whipped around, and I saw that Kitty and Tigry had locked me in. But I didn't mind it. Sitting down on the bed, I felt the fluffy sheets, just staring off into space. My wrists felt numb, and I rubbed them carefully. They burned upon contact. It felt like I was waiting in my room for hours. I was starting to get tired, but I didn't want to be rude when Willow showed up. I still loved her after all. It's just that she needs to stop doing these things. I know that she is a good person. She needs some help on how to fix herself. I thought about her for minutes, before Willow entered the room quietly, locking the door behind her.
    "(Y/N), are you calm now?" She asked, walking towards me. I still was mad at her, but I managed to keep calm and nod my head. "Good, good. Do you like your room?" I took another look around the room and then nodded again. Willow smiled, and they sat on the bed next to me. The air was thick with nervousness and worry. I couldn't understand this. I finally have Willow back, after crying night after night about her. But, I can't bring myself to talk to her, hug her, or even say hi. We sat on the bed for what seemed like days. Until finally...
    She kissed me. Willow picked me up in her arms like I was her bride, and she kissed me straight on the lips with no hesitation. I wrapped my arms around her neck, giving in to the kiss. It felt like she took me to heaven. When she finally pulled away, I felt tears coming down my face. She seemed worried for me, but she didn't say anything about it.
    "I m...missed you, Willow," I whispered and hugged onto her tighter. She smiled and held me in her arms. Her grey fur was fluffy against my arms and body. It felt like we were back to six months ago, before I left, and before the infection started. I closed my eyes and loosened my grip, slipping off of her. Willow still held me up though. She set me down in my bed and put the covers over me. She turned around to leave, but I grabbed her sleeve and tried to pull her back.
     "Please don't leave, I just got back," I whined, like a child that didn't get their way. She tried to explain that she had things to do, but I wasn't listening to her. I pulled her down into bed with me, and I wrapped my arms and legs around her tightly, not letting her get up. I rested my head on her chest and closed my eyes again. Her heartbeat was beating in sync with mine. Willow sighed and switched off the bedside lamp on the nightstand. Then, she turned on her side, facing me, and hugged me back. She rested her chin on the top of my head.
    "Good night sweetheart. Love you," she said quietly, not wanting to wake me up. I barely said anything back. The only thing I could get out was a faint "Love you too..."
    I fell into a deep sleep, and darkness consumed me. My breaths were soft and careful. When I woke up, the first thing that I saw was Willow. She was texting Rash, and I looked up at her tiredly. She smirked at me and put her phone in her jacket.
    "(Y/N), how did you sleep, sweetheart?" She asked, rubbing her hand against the side of my face.
     "I slept perfect," I said, hugging onto her. We spent the morning in my room, happily talking all day. We drew together, caught up a bit, and cuddled. We were in the middle of talking about family. Then I remembered something. My family. No, not my biological family. My new family. Zizzy, Pony, and others. They were my family. I had no one else. But I still loved them. I spaced out for a while before Willow snapped me out of it.
     "Whatcha thinking about?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. I looked up at her with a serious look, and I just thought of one question. Would I get to see them again?