Creative Writing: The Grapes Of Wrath

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A dull throb radiated through Tom’s hip, the cold tiled floor providing no relief for his aching joints. He shifted slightly, searching for a more comfortable position, but the subtle movement did little except exacerbate the pain radiating through the base of his thumb. Opening his eyes, he stared out into the gloom. He had no idea how long he’d slept, but judging by the location of the waning gibbous moon shimmering through the small bathroom window, it was past midnight. As his mind slowly reawakened, he became more aware of his physical discomfort. He knew enough about Handcuff Neuropathy to surmise the pain around his thumb was because the metal cuff had bruised his superficial radial nerve. Flexing his fingers, he winced as the cold metal …show more content…

Even in his dozy semiconscious state, he knew he had no hope of reaching the bowl, and cold panic gripped his heart. If he didn’t act quickly, he’d end up humiliating himself by pissing all over the floor. He desperately tried to formulate a plan, but he came up blank, and with his need to urinate fast becoming an issue, he used the only option open to him...his voice.

“WILL! I NEED TO USE THE BATHROOM! WILL! UNCUFF ME NOW, YOU SONOFABITCH! UNCUFF MEEE!”

Several long agonizing minutes passed before the door opened, revealing a groggy Will. “Whatcha yellin’ about?” he asked, his hand rubbing his sleep-blurred eyes.

Surprised his brother hadn’t torn him a new one for calling him a sonofabitch, Tom decided not to push his luck by repeating the insult. Instead, he addressed his captor in a non-confrontational voice, hoping against hope his subservient manner would placate his sibling and he’d agree to uncuff him. “I need to pee.”

Will appeared to consider the request before disappearing out the door. Tom squirmed uncomfortably. If his brother didn’t hurry up, he’d find himself lying in a puddle of his own

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