Fast Freedom?

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Nathan turned on his heels and strolled out the room. My head whipped from staring at Nathan to Nick.
"NICK!" I screech, he looked weary. "Nick! Are you okay? You look weak and wilted! This is NOT how today was meant to turn out, was it?" Nick chuckled and looked to me.
"What would you say if this was planned?" I stared for a minute in shock. No way would Nick plan this! He laughed. I reached through the bars and slapped him across the face. He coiled back. "So, you don't like it, babe?" He looked at me with puppy dog eyes.
"Not particularly!" I shout. Nick pouts and lowers his head. I cannot resist. "But, it's kinda cute and romantic thinking about it..." Nick looks up at me and smiles.
"Thank god!" He gasps. He goes to hug me, but the bars prevent it. He laughs. "Thank you Page! Bear in mind, next, we gotta get out of here!" I sit on my butt and start to scour the room.

"You got someone else to plan the details so you didn't know anything, didn't you?" I sigh as he shakes his head.

"You're on it today, Page!" He laughs, then sits in silence as we figure out a way to get out. My mind wanders a little.

"How the hell did you find out about Nathan Smith?" Nick laughs, shaking his head.

"Well, I'm good, aren't I?" I reach through the bars once again and slap his arm. Nick doesn't coil away. "Haha. Good actor, ain't I?" I stare at his arm, and I notice a slight larger thickness on the arm closest to me than his other arm.

"Why, you sneaky little-" I begin to screech, then Nick covers my mouth with his hand. I lick it and he retracts it in disgust. "Haha. Got ya!" I giggle at the look on his face. He wasn't happy.

"I would so attack you right now!" We laugh. Then silence fills the room. It stays like that for just a few minutes.

"What is the lock like?" I murmur to myself. I hear Nick whisper:

"So darn cute!" He fails at the whisper challenge. I giggle, and he notices I blush beetroot red. "Oh, you-" He begins. I cut him off.

"Just- Just look at the lock and figure out if we can pick it with anything in reach." He sighs and moves around the lock, shaking his head.

"Nothing!" He exclaims. "Absolutely nothing!" he shakes his head in anger. "I said to make this doable! This is not my idea of doable!" He shouts 'down the corridor', hoping Nathan will hear. "I'm so sorry babe! This has gone horribly wrong. This is now an actual, official kidnapping. I should have been more careful planning this!" I slap him on the arm.

"Don't say that! You couldn't help it that they plotted against your Valentine's Day date!" He shook his head.

"I should've though!" He exclaimed. "I should've been more careful after what happened with your frie-" He started.

"With Devil. He was never my friend, just a colleague." I scowled at the thought.

"So, what do you want to do when we get out?" He asked. "Whatever you want to do!"

"Well, it would be Prom for us in about a, what, week, so... why don't we see what we can do for that if we get out?" I ask. Nick's face lights up.

"Perfect idea! When we get out, I will plan this all for you, okay?" I smile and blush a little.

"Thank you Nick." We carry on looking around for something in reach that could help us get out. After a few seconds of looking around, we hear a yelp from the corridor. Then some screams emerge and a ginger-headed figure bobs their head around the door a few milliseconds later. I recognise the bubbly stance from anywhere.

"BOBBY!" we yell to the figure. She jogs closer to the cages and kneels down next to us.

"Nice to see you safe, eh?" she laughs. "Let's get you guys outta here then!" she cheers. She whips out a lock pick set and proceeds to pick the lock. I tap her on the shoulder before she gets too far through. She looks to me and stops. "Yeah, what is it Page?" she asks. I point to a desk with a large pair of cutters on.

"Use them instead." I smirk. She shakes her head and proceeds to bustle together her lock pick kit and use the cutters instead. We step out of the cages and stretch for a moment before two guards bustle into the doorway and we have to prepare to fight. The guards run at me and Bobby and we swing our legs over their necks and crack their necks in sync before they fall to the floor. We run out of the door, followed in hot pursuit by Nick as multiple guards try and fail to capture us once again. We get to the door in a short amount of time and exit to getaway cars. Bobby recalls the rest of the troops and we begin to drive home again. Ignoring the driver, I face Bobby.

"How did you know we were in trouble?" I ask her. She looks to Nick, and I spot him nod. She takes a deep breath and begins to explain...

Hope you guys like this chapter with has FINALLY been released! So glad the delay was not too long and I could get another chapter to you guys real soon with the quality I want you to read from me!
Anyway, my... (something)
(Still working on it and needing suggestions! Come on guys!)
Until the next chapter!
~Wonder

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