insane {l.h.}

i believe it

It's about to get really intense. Don't hate me. Love you all. byeee

Cristina

She smiled at her now filled up walls. She was happy she finally got to get out of there, she had no more walls to draw on. She took a deep breath before finally building her courage.

It is time. She thought.

"Calum?" She asked through the bars. She gained his trust immensly, so tricking him now would be so much easier.

"Yes, Cris?" He was standing in front of her cell.

"Can you come in here?" She said in a low voice. He gulped, trying to think of some excuse to not, but he entered anyways. "I need to repay you for everything you've done for me." She began to grow closer to him. He bit his lip and watched her intently. "Thank you, Calum." She kissed him. "Do you believe me?"

"I believe it."

He didn't notice her bring up the sharpened pencil to his neck, but by then it was too late. He was now bleeding out slowly, not able to make any noises because she had cut his throat.

She grabbed his keys and made her way out of her cell. Time to find Luke.

Luke

He was scared. Not a little bit, but a lot. He didn't want to get in trouble, he just really wanted to get out and make Cristina think he was a great person.

He fumbled with the matches she stole for him from the janitors closet.

I belive we'll escape, I believe it.

He drummed his fingers on the metal of his bed and sighed. He knew Cristina would be there soon, she said five minutes after curfew. It was two minutes after curfew when he heard the keys jiggling at the cell door. He saw her small figure messing with the lock.

"I didn't think you'd show." He muttered.

"I didn't think you'd want me to." She smirked up at him opening the door. He nodded in contempt and followed her into the now dark hallway. "Are you ready?"

"Yea, I guess I am." He huffed.

"Good." She smiled. "Let's burn this down."