White Wings

Part 4

This is short, I believe all of the parts for this story will because really it's a short story that's already written and I'm just breaking it up in to parts. I could always type everything up and then post it, but I've got no patience. :) Oh and if anyone wants to sort of be my editor just PM me.  But no more delay, here is part 4! Remember to please comment! =D

Part 4

            Sophyella being the believer, she was always coming up with ways to get out of here and escape. Maybe it was Dana getting to me, but each time I got less and less hopeful. It had been seven years, if we hadn’t found any way to escape until now I’m pretty sure we wouldn’t any time soon.

            “Do you really think it’s worth getting out of here?” Sophyella asked me one night interrupting my thoughts. I had my eyes closed thinking about a lullaby Mother used to sing when I was very little, but she knew better than to think I was asleep. Sleeping seems to be the only thing to do in this place, but we only slept a light sleep a few hours every night. None of us could seem to sleep more than that. I opened my eyes and looked at her bright eyes with intrigue.

            “Yes, from what I remember it didn’t use to be bad. Being free outside is one of the best feelings ever.” I only knew that of course after I’d been locked up here for so long. It’s one of those things you take for granted.

            “You don’t know if it’s the same Andy.” Dana said from her cell, she always heard us, but she never really said much. “People reject us because we are different, you lived a sheltered life away from the prejudice. They’ll hunt us down. Who is to say it’s really better out there.” She was killing her own hope. I knew that she knew that there is nothing better than the freedom of the outside world. But I also knew why she was doing that, hope can also drive you insane. None of us talked for the rest of the day. That night I heard Sophyella calling me quietly. I had been about to drift off to a better place in my sleep when I heard her voice calling me, barely a whisper. I got up silently from my bunk and went up close to the bars where Sophyella was waiting for me.

            “Andy… I want to get out of here.” She said in the dark. I almost gave her a sarcastic reply but her tone told me something had changed.

            “If I knew how I’d tell you. I wouldn’t be here anymore if I had any idea of how to get out of here.” I said sadly.

            “I know, but I have an idea. Nothing is impossible, there has to be a way.” Her voice was so set in a way it had never been before.

            “Sophi… I’ve been here for seven years, you have been here even longer… Yet, we haven’t ever found anything that gave us hope, even Dana with her sharp instincts and outside knowledge has never even been able to find a crack in the wall.” I voiced my own exasperation and hopelessness. In a way I already had given up hope. I sighed and looked into her eyes, she didn’t say anything. “If you have any ideas though, tell me and I will help you.”

            “Thank you.” She said “I’ll hold you to that.” She then did something unexpected. She leaned in close to the bars like I was and kissed me. It was barely a brush of the lips, but it changed something in me. She got up and went to her bed while I reminisced on what I had just felt. Maybe it was a glint of hope which I hadn’t felt in so long. But just maybe, it was love blossoming slowly and without warning. I got up shaking my head and went to bed. I really hoped she had some kind of plan.