*Amy's POV*
I was sitting on the bed watching Miguel sleep, there wasn't anybody coming to check on me since it's been an hour or so and usually one of the Mc members come in every hour to make sure I haven't tried to escape. I honestly have tired but the room door is always locked so I can't get out that way, I don't exactly want to jump out of a window with Miguel cause that's just insane.
Miguel started to wake up he looks so much like Carlos, I was giving Miguel a cuddle when my phone fell from his blanket since that is were it's been hiding since I don't let anyone touch Miguel or anything that belongs to him.
*Text messages*
To Carlos
"Hey, I just wanted to let you know that I have been trying to escape but there isn't away for me to get out. Miguel is fine...He looks like you soo much, I want to go home please help me get out xx"
The message sent as I heard footsteps approaching, I quickly put the phone back into the blanket and wrapped it back around Miguel as the door opened. That was really close I thought to myself, I looked up from Miguel as the person stood at the bottom of the bed. I have never seen this person before also he doesn't look like your typical biker in fact he looks maybe 16/17, he also had long shaggy hair and is very skinny with no visible tattoos which made me wonder why he's here. The boy just stood there starring at me which made me more confused.
"Can I get some juice or water?" I asked.
"Are you allowed?" he questioned me with attitude.
"It's a basic need so I think everyone is allowed" I state while rolling my eyes slightly.
"Enough of the attitude. Boy get her something to drink" A voice that I recognised but I knew it couldn't be.
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Living With Bikers
CasualeCarlos is finally free from prison after spending 5 years of his life inside, and now that he's out has everything changed or just somethings?
