Run

Plans

This is my break from writing, OVER. I have finished my break and I have some ideas. Hope you like the chapter!!

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"I still can't believe we're doing this, Lupa."

"Ah, shut up. I'm living my life now. I always wanted to be free."

Well, not yet at least.

Grey sighed. He was not sure about this. I could tell.

"Hey,"I said, "We only have 2 days. It's Tuesday. Night."

"I know, I know."

I sighed, looking at Bardolph.

"I know you don't want to leave. I know this is so different for you... And I'm sorry for what I said about the mom thing..."

The thing is, is that Grey was taken from his mother. She used him as a slave and his father as some money bag. The thing about his mother was that she didn't treat him as her son, not like how some teens my age think of as slaves when parents make them do chores. But his mother... Had whips and hand cuffs. When he didn't do something correctly he didn't get food for a week and was hit with the whip every night.

He said he had a good life before his dad divorced from his real mother. He had to call his step mom mother though. But what his step mom did to him he couldn't handle saying, as the images of what happened appeared in his head. It made him look like he just saw some one commit a murder.

"It-It's fine.. You just are trying to help."

"Yeah... I guess. Come on, I've gotta plan our way out."

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We had made our plan, it should work. If it doesn't we are screwed. We'd be thrown out on the streets and not be able to come back in. We'd be like stray cats that no one wants.

"Grey, I'm gonna go to my room and plan the escape. You better not disagree." I said.

"I won't."

This is kind of scaring me. I mean, we're running away. There is a chance that we may die!