Alone

Out or in

The girl with bright blue hair sat there with an angry expression. I was not sure why in all of the Galaxy. Ezra was keeping her prisoner. I leaned up against the spray painted wall.

"Ezra, let me out!" The kid banged against the cell wall like an animal.

"No." Ezra replied calmly yet firm.

"Please Ezra! I won't run away." The kid was probably lied.

"No." Ezra said once more. The walls seemed as if they were closing in on me, trapping me in this awkward situation.

"Why?! Just aggg please?" The kid begged.

"No. I don't." Ezra paused leaving the room quite. "No. I won't let you get hurt." I could practically hear his fear.

"I can take care of myself! I won't get hurt." She debated.

"You let her out?!" The child barked. "But I get the pleasure of sitting in the jail cell."

Ezra lost it. His face turned bright red. "Well at least Callie has a bit of common sense!" He spit.

"He has a point kid. You need to calm down. Don't make rash decisions." I said. Although I have made quite a few wrong decision myself.

"I don't know you! So why should I take your advice? And stop standing there all the time! Stalker!" The kid looked like she was about to explode.

I glared at her. My chest tightened. And my breathing slowed down. "So that's how you see me." I mumbled as I stormed out.