STUCK (Tate Langdon x Y/N)

visitor

tate's pov:

I sat in my room, bored, confused, frustrated. There's nothing to do around here, honestly I don't know why I told y/n to leave. It's gonna be terrible round here for a while.

"Tate?" A voice called.

"Who is it?" I yelled at the door.

"It's Violet."

"Right, come in." I yelled.

She opened the door and walked in and pulled over my chair.

"Hey, do you need something?" I asked her.

"No. I just wanted to see you, I'm real bored round here." She responded.

I laughed awkwardly, trying to suggest I wanted to be left alone.

"Where's y/n?" Violet asked.

"She's uh... she's gonna be away for a while, but she'll be back soon."

18 months later

Still haven't left this dump. Even Mallorys starting to get on my nerves, and she's one of the nice ones.

We were all sat down for dinner, when Ms. Venable said,

"I have an announcement."

Everyone looked at her plainly.

"This will be our last breakfast. We're cutting back to one meal a day." She continued.

"You can't be serious." Coco exclaimed.

"An effective dieting technique." Evie replied.

"Yeah, so is starving to death!" Coco shouted.

"How are we supposed to survive on half a cube?" Mr Gallant asked.

Everyone looked at her for answers.

"It's not optimal, but it's also not impossible. Either way, we have no choice. Not if we want to keep eating at all." Ms. Venable explained.

"I fucking cant do this anymore!" Mr Gallant yelled.

"We don't know how strong we are until we have to face adversity." Dinah spoke, standing up, "This could be an opportunity for us all to grow."

Mr Gallant stood up.

"Finish that bumper sticker shit you used to say on your show, and I'm strong enough to shove this fork in your neck!"

"Oh calm down." his grandmother stated.

"What is the point of all of this? Starving, killing eachother, getting shot? All we're doing is waiting around to find out how we die!" Coco exclaimed.

"I say we take our chances outside." Mallory said plainly.

"She's right. We have to get out of here!" Mr Gallant agreed.

"Nobody's going anywhere." Ms. Mead interrupted.

Gallant threw his plate at the wall in a fit of rage, everyone seeming like they agree with the way he takes out his anger.

"What're you gonna do? Shoot us all? Huh?! What are you gonna do?"

He was interrupted by flashing red lights and alarms blaring.

"Perimeter alert." A very tall person said, "There's been a breach."

They rushed off quickly and left us all stranded.

"Perimeter alert, huh? Let's hope someone's here to get us out." I said.

There were agreeing hums and noises.