[INCOMPLETED]
Her life used to be handed to her on a silver platter, now that life didn't belong to her anymore. She was stranded on an island, living the pogue life. Emerson thought she had escaped from her demons, she thought she was free. She tho...
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"Maybe you are just like your dad."
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When Kiara woke up the next morning she immediately started thinking over all their options to get out of here. She was sitting at the edge of the bed, staring out the window watching as the guards walked around outside. They needed to find a way out of this room, that she knew for sure.
She looked to her left where Emerson was asleep on the bed. Rafe moved back on the floor after he and Emerson snuck back into the room, thinking Kiara had been asleep. Even though Kiara knew there was probably a story behind what she saw, that didn't stop all the worst possibilities from flooding into her head.
It looked bad, really bad. But Kiara trusted that Emerson would explain everything, she needed to trust that. Kiara sighed, shaking her head before getting up from the bed and moving towards the window. She tapped her finger against it, trying to get the guard's attention.
"Hey! Hey," She whispered but the sound of her voice caused the pair in the bathroom to stir awake.
Rafe was up first and he couldn't help but smile up at Emerson. His moment of happiness, however, was short lived. He turned his head, seeing Kiara tapping against the window.
"Hey. I need to talk to Mr. Singh," She whispered, still tapping on the window.
The sound of Rafe moving around is what woke up Emerson. Her eyes opened slowly, then she jolted up quickly, remembering she wasn't in the safety of her bed. She looked around just as Rafe stood up.
"Oh my god," She whispered under her breath.
Rafe turned away from her, going into the room where Kiara was still trying to get the attention of the guard on the other side of the window. "What are you doing?"
"Hey, you!" Kiara said, ignoring Rafe's question. "I need to talk to Mr. Singh."
"Shut up. Shut up," Rafe ran over to Kiara's side, trying to figure out what was going on. "Hey. What are you doing?"
"Like I owe you an explanation," She scoffed before walking right past him, going towards the locked door. Emerson got out of the bed slowly, a guilty look on her face.
"Hey, think for a second," Rafe told Kiara but she continued to ignore him. "Kie, what are you doing?"
"Hello?" Kiara hit the palm of her hand against the door.
Emerson walked over to the door, moving right beside Kiara. "What are you doing?" She whispered to her, knowing that Rafe was watching them both. "Kie."
