Night Of The Hunter

Running Into The Distance - Flashback

24.

My leg bounced on the ground as I sat in my bunk staring at the concrete wall. My nerves were on edge as I continuously ran through the plan over and over in my mind. Tonight was the night. We were going to be free. If everything went according to plan. We had the copies of the keys from the guards that would allow us access to the gate locks and the security room. Brock, the computer genius he was, was to hack the security system to shut down the electric fences around the boarders, and in the process create a loop of footage for the cameras so the guards wouldn't see us sneaking out after hours. It was a long shot, but it was the best plan we could mange with the little wiggle room we had. I inhaled sharply, exhaling slowly as I closed my eyes. Just two more hours to go.

"You need to calm down before you give it away."

I opened my eyes quickly to find Aiden walking into my cell and I immediately shot up out of the bed. "I can't."

"Stop thinking about it."

"Again.. I can't." I hissed, pacing the floor.

Back and fourth, back and fourth, until I felt his arms grab me by the shoulders and backed me up against the wall. My back hit the cold hard concrete, making me let out a huff as I stared at him.

"Yes, you can." He hissed back. "Everything is in play. Nothing is going to go wrong."

"You don't know that."

"I do. We've planned this for years, Bella." He looked over his shoulder quickly before looking back at me, leaning his head towards me further, his nose just inches away from mine. "We are getting the fuck out of here tonight and never looking back." He whispered, putting his forehead against mine.

I let out a shaky breath as he moved closer to me. His warm breath tickling me as his nose nudged mine. I closed my eyes, swallowing hard as I leaned into him. His hands slowly moved from my shoulders and down my sides, grabbing my wrists and wrapped them around his neck. His finger tips slowly trailed down my arms, making every hair on my body stand as I reopened my eyes, staring into his baby blue ones, feeling his hands stopping at my waist.

This had been going on a lot lately. And I didn't mind one bit. It was actually calming, feeling his warmth against my skin. But never led to anything more than just the tender touching. I held myself back because I usually like the man to lead first, but he never did. He was just a giant fucking tease. 

I've learned that Aiden was a street kid. His parents gave him over to his aunt because they couldn't take care of him anymore. They were drug addicts, and loved getting high more than the child they brought into their world. His aunt was nice, a normal parent who raised his older cousin right. But for some reason, he couldn't make that life work for himself. He got into fights at school until he got expelled from high school and eventually dropped out. He left home, knowing his aunt most likely was going to kick him out anyway, being the strict guardian she was. Even though he respected and loved her, he had his parents blood running through his veins. He became a drug dealer and a car thief, making cash from illegal shit but yet living like scum. That's when Project X found him, grabbed him off the streets when he was eighteen and has been here ever since. He didn't know anything else besides dealing, stealing, and now killing. 

He didn't blink, he never did, or so it seemed. Those baby blue hues just looked inside your soul as he stared at you, making even the most dominate person cave. He did it to me every damn time. A small smile broke out on his lips before he nudged me closer and finally, for the first time in six years, crashed them onto mine. I inhaled sharply as I parted my own lips, welcoming his taste as his tongue pushed through and began exploring. His body crushed me into the wall once more, my hands going through his soft shaved haired as he grabbed my own long locks, before he let one hand slowly drop down and slide against my lower back, pulling me against him even more.