No Half Measures by Jones Alan & Hughes Anita

Author:Jones, Alan & Hughes, Anita [Jones, Alan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-08-23T04:00:00+00:00

19 Empty dreams

Startled my eyes bolted open and I felt instantly awake. My diaphragm contracted as I gasped for breath. My body jolted as if I had been given an electric shock. I wasn’t ready for this instant consciousness. Then with the click of a finger the pain of last night’s injuries flooded back through my body and made me feel sick. Every part of my body felt bruised and stiff. The worst of the pain came from my smashed up ribs.

‘Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!’ I shouted in agony tensing my stomach.

To ease the pain in my chest I gently rested the palms on each side of my ribs and concentrated on taking slow shallow breaths. After relaxing my breathing the pain did subside but only served to draw attention to the pain in my back and ball sack. Both of which throbbed and felt swollen too.

When I touched my forehead it felt warm and clammy. The sun rays must have been beaming down on me for a while through the barred window. It wasn’t that hot though, so it must have been early morning. Gauging the temperature and the position of the Sun, I would have guessed it had only just set which meant it was sometime before seven o’clock.

The illumination of light allowed me to have a proper look around my cell. It was how I imagined it from feeling around in the pitch black last night. Dark and completely fucking empty. Even the brightness of the North African sun could not make this room glow. The only thing the room did contain was stones. The uneven floor was littered with them of varying shapes and sizes.

I looked at the patch of floor next to me in order to size up where I needed to put my hand in order to lift my body to a standing position. I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes trying to push out thoughts of how painful it would be getting up.

Come on Alan you need to get up and start the old blood pumping around your body. This was true in particular to my arse cheeks and legs as they were completely dead. Not surprising after being in the same position for so long.

With a deep breath I put my right hand down on the floor and bent my left leg so my ankle was in line with my knee. On an internal count of three I leaned my body on my right hand and lifted my arse cheek off the floor. I only managed to lift myself an inch high until I dropped back down in sheer agony. The pain was unbearable. I thought breathing hurt. Fuck me moving around really fucking stung. My lips trembled as I recovered from the pain.

Come on Alan stop being a big wuss and get up. Suck it up!

Looking to the floor again I decided I would try a new approach. A better option would be to get on all fours and walk up the walls.

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