Chapter 128 Little Shit

Xavier’s POV

I woke up, feeling cold. All around me, on the ground, the air. Everything was cold.I groaned at the raging headache I had and slowly opened my eyes. I could barely see anything, at all.There was a small light bulb hanging above me that gave off some light. My wrists were chained to a small wall.I had some slack on it, but not a lot. I could maybe make it halfway across this small room and that was about it.I was ontop of some old ratted blankets in a small room made out of concrete.I shivered in the chill of the room, only wearing fucking pants. I rubbed my hands together to warm them up and looked around.In the center of one of the walls, there was a door. The door had a small window, it reminded me of the doors you would see at a psychiatric ward.I stood and walked, to see how far I could go from the wall, and my theory was correct.I just made it to the center of the room. I sat back down and pushed myself up against the wall and curled into myself for heat.I closed my