One way glass
I woke up in a large completely black room apart from the side to my left with a bed and door. There was a dim artificial light. Looking around the walls were made out of a sheet of reinforced one-way glass. There was nobody either side of me. Only the front and back were metal so I could not escape whatever I tried. I was dressed in grey tracksuit bottoms and a thin grey top. I couldn’t hide anything on me.
It was hours before anyone opened the door. I winced as sunlight flooded into the room. I had not eaten or seen a drop of water in ages. Some guards stood in the doorway.
‘Looky what we have here.’ They gloated. I stared back defiantly.
‘Keep walking and don’t look back.’ I muttered darkly.
‘Ooh. Someone forgot their Weetabix this morning.’
‘Someone has not eaten in hours.’ They were on the ball and dropped something on the floor. They then kicked it towards me. I reached forwards and took it. It was a cheese, spring onion and mayonnaise sandwich. I checked the sell by date. It was two days old, but I savoured every bite like it was my last. One of the men threw me a bottle of still water. It was warm, but I saved it taking only a few sips at a time.
Once I was done I leaned back to get a better look at the men. They were tall and gangly with long limbs and comical faces.
‘Can I have my pet Honey Badger?’ I asked looking up at the men.
‘No. No pets allowed.’
‘Tell me the whole plan.’ I said with a happy smile to charm them into telling me.
‘We are holding you, hostage. My name with Charlie and this is Wills. We are twins. The general is going to hold you hostage until he gets what he needs. Nobody knows what that is, though.’ Wills elbowed him in the ribs.
‘You are incredibly thick you do know that.’ Charlie nodded. Wills elbowed him again.
‘What is the time?’ I asked desperate for a measure of time to calculate how long I had been trapped, but they had learnt their lesson.
‘Shut up. We will be outside.’ They walked outside and slammed the door shut.
‘I didn’t expect that to work.’ I said to myself as I fell silent and let the pounding of blood in my ears grow louder as my room grew quieter.
I was fed twice a day for however long I was there. I was brought out three times a day to go to the bathroom and once to go for a shower. It was a quite nice facility only I had nothing to do. Wills and Charlie just stood there. Charlie would have a nice chat with me once in a while, but I was alone. Until I was brought out to the General himself. He was sat in a large black chair with his back to me. When he swung around I sat he had a white Turkish angora. Those are those big fluffy white cats all the James Bond villains have. Or was it just Blofeld? Yeah, his white cat. That one which worse diamonds in “Diamonds are Forever.”
‘Well, your majesty. We will be doing a broadcast in-’ He check his watch ‘-Three minutes, forty-eight seconds and two milliseconds.’
‘Where to?’ I asked.
‘Your family and boyfriend.’ I shrugged.
‘Be my guest. It is not like they care where I am’ The General threw back his head and roared with laughter.
‘You see little Taylor, I think they really do love and miss you.’ He said sounding genuinely sorry for my father and Chris. It is all lies. Don’t believe him. I said over and over in my head.
‘Three! Two!’ The man with the headphones on put up one finger and the General started speaking into a directional microphone. His voice was like velvet and deep like the ocean.
‘Dear occupants of the palace. I have her majesty the Princess here. Like I said you will never learn and I have her. You should take more care of things that are precious to you, not to throw them away, cast them off or ignore them. I will give her back on one condition which is that you crown me king. Taylor if you desire to say a few words I won’t stop you.’ He held the microphone towards me with a cruel smile. It was in his eyes what he wanted me to say. “If you say where you are I will kill you”, his eyes seemed to say. But I had no clue where I was, the time, or any concept of anything but I could talk to my family. All I had to do was make my voice work. But could I trust it?
‘Dad if you are there I love you. Don’t give in, I am fine here. Two. Don’t come and find me. I promise I am fine. Love you all.’ I was pulled away as the general started speaking again.
‘You have until next week to make your decision or I will kill Taylor. If you send anyone I will kill them in a violent and painful way. I will also broadcast it on primetime TV. You have your time slot and decision. Make it or bye bye Taylor.’
It was a week later when something special happened. Well, I say special I mean more like I felt like I was going somewhere. Charlie was opening the door when I saw Chris was being dragged past. His hair was growing longer and he had blood everywhere. I pushed past Charlie and into the corridor. An alarm went off signalling someone was free
‘Chris!’ I yelled. He paused at my shout. He turned slightly to see me.
‘Taylor?’ He wheezed. The guard punched him in the gut to shut him up. Wills marched over.
‘I’ll take him from here.’ The guards nodded and left marching in time. Left right, left, right. Chris was so close. Charlie had grabbed my thin wrist.
‘No,’ I tried to pull it free.
‘Please. I really want to talk to him.’ He let go of Chris’s arm.
‘Five. And be quick.’ Charlie released my thin wrist. Chris who limped over to me. He pulled me into a large hug and then crushed his lips on mine. It was not a gentle kiss but more of a desperate one which I returned it just as desperate.
‘Don’t do that again.’ He muttered.
‘I’m not planning on it. I have missed you so much. I’m so sorry. I really am.’ We had pulled apart and our foreheads were touching.
‘I came here alone.’
‘I don’t care. I am so happy you have come.’ He kissed me again.
‘Times up.’ Charlie said loudly breaking up the kiss.
‘I promise I will get you out.’ Chris whispered before we were shut into our rooms. I saw a dark handprint outlined on the glass. I put my hand to it and somehow just knowing that Chris could see me made me feel better about being imprisoned.
The cell rooms were clever. Both sides (left and right) were one way glass but only one was facing the right way for you. So you never know if anyone is in the room to the left unless they were pressed up against the glass. I sat for hours just staring at the door waiting until it was a bathroom break because Chris and I would be let out at the same time. I had lost track of time as I had sat in my room.
‘Okay Princess bathroom break.’ I got up off the floor and moved over to the door which Wills was holding open.
‘What is the time?’ I asked Charlie who stared at me.
‘Not able to tell you.’ He said flatly. Chris was stood beside his door. He looked even worse than last time I saw him. His dark hair had grown longer and his face had many cuts. We walked side by side towards the loos.
Once in he shut and locked the door. There were six stalls and eight sinks with ten showers all lined up in rows. We sat down on the floor leaning against the far wall.
‘I have been here for a week.’ He said.
‘I know how to break out.’ He raised an eyebrow at me.
‘Yeah what’s that?’
‘Play dead.’ Chris rolled his eyes.
‘Then what?’ I could hear gunshots in the distance and shouting as people ran by.
We were forgotten. Chris got up and then leant me his hand. I took it and got up.
We ran out of the doors and into an empty corridor.
‘Do you know the way out?’ I said as we jogged down the corridors. It was corridor after corridor of windowless dark metal panels. When the floor started reaching up towards the heavens we started to slow down. We were both thin from our time in that hell hole and so had lost most of our muscles. Someone started shouting behind us spurring us on.
‘IF WE DON’T GET OUT OF HERE I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU!’ Chris shouted to me over the gunfire and shouts and loud foot falls.
‘IS THAT REALLY WHAT YOU SAY TO YOUR GIRLFRIEND BEFORE YOUR SHOT DEAD?’
‘I DON’T KNOW! I HAVE NEVER BEEN IN A RELATIONSHIP BEFORE.’
‘WELL FOR THE RECORD I LOVE YOU TOO.’ We kept running until we came to the double doors at the front.
‘Well. That was not too hard.’ Chris said breathing heavily.
‘You don’t say.’ I looked around at where we were. There was a boy in black with blonde hair was climbing the wall.
‘Taylor I want you to walk towards me very slowly.’ I walked over to Chris who picked me up and ran towards an all black car across the road. The keys were still in the ignition. Now the adrenaline had worn off I could feel the pain of the shards of glass in my feet and the horrible feeling that your front teeth get when you have been running too hard. Chris turned around to face me.
‘That boy climbing I have to go and rescue him. I want you to drive three blocks away.’
‘Just go!’ I leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He scrambled out of the car as more guns went off. I floored the pedals and sped away as Chris ran towards the other side of the building.
‘Person! YOU CAN LET GO I HAVE GOT YOU-’ A bullet hit its mark finally. The boy had been shot in the back. He lost his balance and plunged down the building.
‘Crap.’ He muttered and ran to catch him. The boy landed on top of Chris who scooped him up and ran back towards the car.
Chris piled into the back of the car.
‘Taylor I want you to drive until you come to a proper road. None of this country lane business I want a good main road. Preferably a motorway with a phone so I can call 933. I nodded and started driving.
‘Hospital in three miles. Will he survive?’ I called over my shoulder.
‘Taylor. It is Louis.’