Short Stories

Jailbreak! I

Myötähäpeä - the feeling of secondhand embarrassment or shame

"And I said, are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Famous last words, huh?" The cop snickered, flashing a smug grin. "Bet you didn't see that coming... So repeat exactly what you did"

"Ugh, cops... Always have the worst memories... Must be the receding hairline..."

(A day earlier...)

"What was the plan again?" I asked, turning to look at Emma. She came up with this crazy idea to break one of our friends out of jail.

"We just sneak into the jail, get past slime security guards, kick some but, and bang! Izzy is free!" Emma shrugged.

"That's not gonna work." I replied bluntly, rolling my eyes.

She shot me a glare. "We have inside information of the layout of the prison, what else could go wrong?!" she retorted.

"Literally everything. I'm not going to do this with you, y'know." I told her, relaxing in my chair.

"Please please please pleaseeeeee? I'm going to get caught without you!" she begged.

"That's kinda the point of me not going, so you won't go either."

Emma muttered under her breath and grumbled.

"Maybe if you come up with a better plan I'll think about helping, I guess." I gave in.

"YESSSS! THANK YOU!" she exclaimed.

"Yeah... That's how it started." I yawned. This was really boring, I already told him what happened, so hy did I have to do it again?

"Okay, but how did you break into the prison?" the cop demanded.

"Ohhhhh, that? That's a whole different story." I laughed. "Alright, here's what went down..."

(6 hours ago)

"Why did I say I would do this with you?" I grumbled, glancing at Emma.

"Cause our friend went to jail for no reason so as her best friends we need to bust her out?" Emma rolled her eyes.

We were standing in front of the prison, wearing black masks and clothes. There was a ladder on the side of the building, so we climbed up, careful not to make any noise. Then, Emma slipped.
"AHHHHH!" She screamed, as she lost her footing. She fell about 3 steps on the ladder.
I heard a door open. I stayed deadly silent. While motioning Emma to actually stay quiet, I continued to climb up to the top of the building, Emma not far behind. When we reached the top, I turned to Emma and said, "You are such an idiot! You almost got us caught!"

"Almost!" Emam protested. "Nothing actually happened!"

"That's what they say when you go in and there's a group of officers ready to tase us." I retorted, rubbing my forehead.

"You need to stop being such a narcissist sometimes, y'know? Look on the bright side!" she chuckled.

"I'm trying to keep us from getting caught and arrested, you idiot!" I snapped, looking around for a hatch to get into the jail. Eventually, I found one, and when I opened it, alarms started going off.

"So much for preventing us from getting caught, huh?" Emma muttered.

"Quick, go in that closet!" I whisper-yelled, as I lunged for the closet on the corner of the building. Emma quickly followed. Right after we closed the door of the closet, we heard voices talking.

"What was that? Who's up here?" someone said.

"I don't know... HEY! WHOEVER IS UP HERE, COME OUT AND PUT YOUR HANDS UP!" someone else yelled.

"What do we do?!" Emma whispered.

"I don't know! Be quiet and hope they leave!" I replied. My heart was beating 200 bps in my chest.

"Uhhh... Luna?" Emma asked, tapping me on the shoulder.

"What?!" I whispered. I was looking through the crack of the closet door. My heart skipped a beat. The two cops were coming towards us!

"There's a door! A hatch! It leads to stairs! Let's go down!" She replied, pulling my arm.

"Go quick! Those cops are coming towards us! GO GO GO!!!" I said in panic, pushing Emma down the stairs. Quickly, I followed, and just as I shut the door behind me, the door to the main closet opened. Emma and I stopped moving completely. The cops started rustling around the room. Their voices got louder and louder, and I could hear them getting closer to the door...