XIV.
We feverishly laughed and laughed once we were all out of breath from running like we were racing to fly into Chase Crawford's arms. Or Dylan O'Brien's. Maybe even Tyler Hoechlin's, Daniel Sharman's, Liam Hemsworth's, Paul Wesley's, Sam Claflin's, Ian Somerhalder's, or Fansico Lachowski's.
Point being, we raced about -quite dramatically if I may add- on the roof of the building which would tear us limb from limb in a heartbeat if the staff inside knew of our whereabouts at this instant like we were racing to win a date with a hot celebrity.
Though I'm sure Eli would prefer someone drop dead gorgeous like Barbra Palvin or confident like Jennifer Lawrence... I mean unless he did swing the other way if you catch my drift.
Anyways.
"You know... Once the sun rises up again people are gonna notice you're not dead." Elijah said in his attempt to most likely not spoil the mood.
Attempt being the key word.
"That's what's been racking at the back of my mind..." I admitted sheepishly with a nervous fiddle of my thumbs, "I can't stay on the roof forever and there's no way to escape without getting caught, thanks to the advance security Marianne decided to dab around in a feeble way to spruce down our already pitiful failed escapes."
"Awweh, not even the front door worked?" He perkily stated with a slight pout, shooting me a I'm-not-trying-to-be-sarcastic-though-it's-clear-I-am look.
"Not unless you want the obnoxiously loud alarm to wake more than just the hybrids in the building." I replied in a deadpan tone, hinting that it happened before.
God, I honestly remember that day like it didn't happen about ten months ago.
On my third month here we got a new kid who was three years younger than me. I guess his fourteen year old mind couldn't handle the facility and he just snapped. He tried escaping at midnight during his first week here, which failed all too miserably. The alarm went off and not only did it wake every living soul in the building, but it also supposedly woke many families near our area. We were under even more sets of eyes and had harsher threats pass our way after that night which all led to disturbing consequences for trying to leave this sunshine daycare. Clearly the workers were not happy with the entourage of angry calls the following hour.
Yet I'm quite surprised to say that people must really be idiots if they didn't catch something fishy that night or any night after.
"Wait," He said as he got up from lying on his back, "maybe there is a way out." He smiled widely as a glint of insanity peaked through his shimmering eyes. I remained on my back, arms folded behind my head as I star gazed, trying not to look too excited for his next outlandish plan.
He scooted his hind closer to me as he leaned forward and near my ear,
"We'll kill 'em." He said in a dark tone which held a cheshire grin. I froze and all went silent, you could even hear my heart pounding rapidly against my rib cage. 'He wasn't serious, was he?'
I hesitantly crawled my sights onto him as I saw his lip quiver and then burst out into a long, satisfying chuckle.
"You're such a jerk." I said as I lightly pushed his chest, suddenly unable to help but laugh with him. He just continued to let it out until he finally couldn't anymore.
"No, but seriously. There is a way out... I'm sure of it!" He kept going, "we could burn this place down. I know how to light a quick fire!" He perked as if it were something to be proud of.
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