Escape

35

The devil was awoken by the flames

My head almost blew up hearing those words leaving that fucker's mouth.

Dylan had to practically drag me out of the room before I'd have the chance to talk back to him.

The door was shut behind us as he finally let me go.

"What the fuck was that?!" I hissed at him.

"Try to calm down, okay? Not here. We'll talk in our room."

Will he fucking throw us out of here? He didn't even give us a deadline, just said to hurry the fuck up. He would let us stay here until Nick get out of prison, right?

All the boys looked just as angry as I was as they looked at each other like they were lost. Apparently they didn't expect it either.

I had actually no problem with pacing back to the room, frankly I was so furious, I had no difficulty to keep myself up. I was so lost in my head, I didn't even realize when Dylan opened the door to his room.

Without looking back I stormed in the room, just wanted to find a solution as soon as possible.

I started walking back and forth in the room like a maniac while I tugged at my curls and heard muffled voices coming from outside but didn't care about it.

The door was closed and I was suddenly stopped by two strong arms.

"Listen to me." He waited until I somehow managed to focus my eyes on his face. "We can save some time. Charlie said he could make things go slower and save us even a further other week, and he won't throw you two out until Nick's here in the institute."

I was shaking my head like I went insane, and honestly, I might just did from all the stress and anxiety.

"I can't fucking do this! I can't live my days being scared to death that the second I step out I'll be shot in the head! I had enough of this! I thought if we find Charlie, we'll figure everything out, and then everything would go back to normal!"

I didn't even notice that I was shouting, just when I was panting and it was harder to form my words.

"I'm tired of being terrified! Every cells of mine is shaking every second of the day. The only thought that helped me through all of this was that I thought I'll feel safe here. I thought we'll have a great plan, and we'll put all of this to an end. But none of this happened!"

He looked at me absolutely helpless as how to help me or calm me down, and I felt a bit bad for yelling at him while it wasn't his fault, but I just couldn't help it.

I finally shut up, the sudden energy boost I got from the anger, started to wear off and I had to hold him for support.

However I tried I couldn't get rid of the anxiety and the fear, nothing helped.

I looked in his sparkling hazel brown eyes, got lost in their beauty for a moment or two. Staring at them made my breathing slowing down, my muscles not as tensed anymore.

I slowly started to relax into his touch on my arms and my eyes darted down to his soft pink lips a few times. He looked a bit lost, unsure of himself what to do about my fucked my state.

A sudden wave of need to be closer to him, slapped me across the face. A huge magnet started to pull me towards him, and I had no intention to stop it.

I cupped his cheek and placed a chaste kiss on his lips before I whispered with our faces only inches apart.

"Distract me."