Ink ✔️ || OC x Micheal Scofield || Prison Break

57

LUCAS

I am still buzzing with adrenaline as i pull into the multi-story parking garage. I knew i had to send a message to the brothers so i decided stopping inside a dark, covered building was the best option.

I turn off the car and sit back.

I let out a sigh as i push my hand through my hair before picking up my phone out of my bag in the back seat.

I hear LJ take off his seat belt and i turn to him.

"We're not getting out, I'm just going to make a-"

I'm shocked when LJ throws himself on me. He hugs me tightly as he screws up his eyes

I'm quiet as i slowly wrap my arms around the teen, unsure why he is hugging me.

"Thank you" He mutters into my shoulder "Thank you so much" he says as his voice cracks slightly

"Of cause" I breathe as I nod and we stay attached for a minute.

Slowly, he unravels himself from me and sits back. He wipes his eyes as he looks away- clearly embarrassed as he clears his throat

"Sorry' He mutters

I smile, but recognise that he won't see it with his back to me.

I look at the phone in my hand and then back to LJ. I put it back in my lap- i don't have to call them for a few minutes.

"You know" I say as i lean back in my seat and rest my elbow on the window "Back when i was your age i first figured out how to pick a lock- took me four attempts but i got it."

I look back towards him, but he still has his back to me. I sigh as i look away and lean my head against the headrest.

"When my Mum found out i had been getting into the liquor cabinet and selling small shots of vodka to the neighbours kids, she threatened to send me to the military." I say with a small laugh as i continue looking over the steering wheel "You would have thought i had been doing drugs by the way she scolded me."

I smile at the memory " 'If you fuck up your own life by getting drunk at 16 that's fine, but if you drag other kids into it then that's gonna be a problem' she shouted- I remember it to this day. I wonder what she would say if she saw me now" I laugh to myself "Engaged to a 'criminal' while being a 'criminal' myself. Joining a group of escape artists and kidnapping one of their Sons from the police... i think she'd still blame it on the alcohol at 16."

I'm quiet for a minute as I smile fondly at the memory

"God to go back to a time when my only worry was about getting caught sneaking alcohol" I mutter

"What about your Dad?" I suddenly hear.

I roll my head to look at LJ while still keeping it against the headrest.

"My Dad?" I ask "What about him?"

LJ turns his body towards me as he rests his back against the window.

"Well what did he say about all that- you drinking before 21?" He asks, intrigued

I laugh "Dad was drunker then me so he didn't even notice"

It's quiet as we both just sit in each others company

"I'm sorry about your Mum" He says

I look at him once more as i sit up. I too lean my back against the drivers side window as i face him. I cross one of my legs under me as i look at him.

"Oh she's not dead" I say, knowing what he's thinking "She's in a nursing home" I explain "Even though i'm only 27 i have a Mother in a nursing home" I chuckle even though the subject isn't funny "She's unwell, has been for a while. She's got memory loss.... A lot of memory loss"