[vinnies pov]
i open my eyes to a prison guard opening up my cell door like usual. i look over at kyra and smile before fully getting up. i walk over to the cell door.
"you need to take your meds before you go" the prison guard tells me, as he puts on my hand cuffs.
"ok" i try to stay calm. i can tell the meds have warn off and i need to take them right now before i do something stupid.
he walks me over to a room and hands me them with water. i swallow them and follow him back out.
i go get dressed and brush my teeth, then follow everyone else to eat breakfast.
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[kyras pov]
three weeks have gone by since my birthday.
me and vinnie have talked more. i know him a little better now, and knows me a little better.
i can't stand the thought of me leaving in 6 months, leaving him here alone. i'll never be able to communicate with him until he is released or if he ever is.
i hear his cell door open and wait for him to come and lay down. i hear his foot steps then he lays down and faces me.
i smile at his beauty.
"hey pretty lady" he smiles. i smile back, my smile starts to fade staring at him more.
i look up at the ceiling trying not to make it obvious.
"are you ok?" his voice sounds concerned. "i'm fine" i look back at him with a smile trying to seem fine, resting my head on my arms.
"what's wrong" he asks again, my smile fades, i tried not to but i want to tell him how i feel, about how im gonna leave him in less than 6 months. he has helped me a lot and i can't bare the thought of not being with him every day.
"i leave in 6 months, i don't want to leave you, you'll be alone while i'm out living my life" i let it slip.
"i know you'll miss me and i'll miss you but you are gonna have to leave after one year, you need to live your life" he tells me. i know i should listen to him but i cant.
"even if it means you'll never see me again" he says.
i look into his eyes and can't imagine never being able to talk to him again.
"you have 6 months left to talk to me and share everything with me, you can even visit me i'll always be here" he try's to cheer me up, but it doesn't work. i roll my eyes and turn to face the ceiling. i start to think about ways i can still see him.
"plus who knows maybe i'll be released in-" i come to realization and cut him off.
"what if we escape?" i blurt out.
he looks at me with a surprised expression. i close my eyes and put my hand up to my head realizing what i just said. i think its the most stupidest suggestion, question, and comment i've ever made in my life.
this isn't a movie or some romance novel where two soulmates escape prison and have a happy ending.
"we should escape" he says, i look over at him, my eyes widen, "are you being serious?" i exclaim. i didn't think he would agree to it, i mean it isn't a bad idea, but at the same time its a very bad idea.
"i am being serious, why didn't i think of that, we can escape together and never have to come back" he tells me. "we'll have to plan it but it will work, it will work for us" he looks over at me and smile.
