Our Little Devil Girl

"*40: Escape Death*"

Isabella's POV

It's been a total week. One single week, since I've been here.

Me and Ian bonded alot. We don't have similar interests, and similar dislikes.

He told me he's been here all his life, he doesn't really know what the outside world is like. But he's not dumb either. He knows a way to get out of here.

He's been planning for this for a year now.

I know! A literally frickin' year!

He just shrugged it off, and was like 'he needed to prepare seriously for the escape'.

My gunshot wound hasn't healed properly. Why? Well, let's say, I'm not getting adequate food and care, not that I haven't experienced this before but, I guess I'm no more used to it.

For the first time in one week, I undeniably miss my brothers.

They may be the worst, but they're beginning to care for me.

The look on Luca's face when he saw me, left me shattered.

I couldn't hug him, not hold him.

I was helpless.

I wish. I just wish-

"Bells!!"

"Huh? Y-yeah?" Startled, I raise my head to Ian.

Yeah, Bells is the new Isa.

"Why are you crying? Are you okay?" Ian walks over to me, concern swarming his eyes.

"I'm fine, I just remembered my brothers"

"Our brothers, Bells" Ian corrects me.

"Oh.. I'm sorry I'm just not used to having someone sharing my brothers. Oh wait, I have" I remember Jessy.

"Don't think about that daughter of a bitch, witch, snitch, gli-"

"Big E, you're just rhyming" I laughed at Ian cheeky rhyme.

"At least I got you to laugh. I don't want to ever see tears in your eyes." Ian relaxes his forehead on mine.

"I won't cry again."

"Promise" he lifts up his pinky finger.

"Swear" I lift up my hand to the air.

"Hahaha, funny you" Ian sarcastically says, retracting his finger.

"So, why'd you call me earlier?"

"I wanted to tell you, we're making a break for it tonight" Ian whispers in my ear.

"Ohh"

I'm so ready for this.

Ian explained the plan to me. Basically, he's been studying this own place since he was 10. The so called 'bathroom' which isn't a very stable build, has a mine under it.

How he knew that, I have no clue. He said, if we're able to dig under the toilet, a hole leading out of this place, will appear. Again, how he knows this, I don't know.

But the thing is, we have to place the toilet carefully above the hole after we've escaped, to prevent unwanted and uncalled awareness.

After that, we just run as hell outta here.

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"Are you sure this is going to work?" I whispered to Ian.

"I'm not sure, but if it can get us out of here, I'm willing to risk it." Ian said.