The Price We Have To Pay.

They're ready to be done.

Donnie and Syth snuck into the kitchen, making sure to keep their eyes peeled for Roy, or any other teachers.

They ducked behind the island, and opened the cabinets, Syth sighed softly as they grabbed medical supplies, spare food, and some rubbing alcohol bottles.

Donnie peeked over the island for any sign of anyone. "Donnie, when do you think this'll be over?.." Syth asked, he sounded tired, his voice dull and rough.

The younger teen bit his lip. "Soon, Hopefully..." he whispered quietly to his friend as they gathered up as much supplies as they could and made a break for the room.

They came to a screeching halt when someone stepped out in front of them, they ended up dropping half of the supplies they had been holding.

Larry stared at them with dark eyes, them blood shot and almost fearful. "Where do you think you're going?" He asked.

"None of your business.." Syth shot at the dream teacher hastily, eyes darting around, looking to see if any other teachers were around.

"Actually, I do think it is my business!" Larry snapped back at Syth as he balled his shaky hands into fists.

Donnie bit his lip. "Larry, c'mon, you're my friend, you don't actually want to do all of this, do you?" He said, trying to reason with him, backing up away from the tall-legged dream teacher.

Larry scoffed. "Of course I don't, but do you honestly think I have a choice?!" He demanded, looking upset as he clenched his teeth and his balled up fists trembled.

Syth quietly attempted to gulp down his worries. "I know you don't have a choice, Larry. But if you just help us, we can get you out of this!" He said.

"We can get you all out of this." Donnie added as he bent down and grabbed the supplies they had dropped.

Larry seemed to be contemplating his choices, though he didn't have much time as he could hear footsteps coming from behind Donnie and Syth.

The dream teacher clenched his teeth and breathed. "Get back to the room, now, I can't cover for long." He glanced around nervously before taking off down the hall, shoving past them.

Donnie sighed a breath of relief, nodded to Syth, and they took off towards the room, quickly opening the door and then closing it as quietly as possible.

They turned and Looked at Harry and Robin, how had stopped re-bandaging Shrig's back to look at them quietly. Robin cracked a weak smile when he saw that they had been able to retrieve the supplies.

"Glad to see you two didn't get caught.." Gilbert croaked from his place on Donnie's bed. He had sat up and was holding an ice packet to his forehead, blinking a few times.

"Yeah, it is a relief.." Donnie breathed, remembering Larry. He was just glad that they didn't seem to care what they did in the room, almost like a parent. As long as the child was behaving themselves in their room...it didn't matter what they did.

Donnie slowly leaned against the wall and sold downwards, sitting down as he looked towards his friends, his family. He felt guilt pierce his heart. 'This is all my fault isn't it?..' he thought to himself as he put the blame on his own shoulders because Roy was the one who put them in here.

His father was the one who put them in here.

The teen dug his fingers into his hair and sighed deeply. "Hm..." he tried to gulp down his guilt and worry before looking up at the ceiling and he blinked a few times. 'Is there any way to get out of here quickly?..' he thought.

He thought about it, he considered making a break for the door, maybe if they all slammed into it at once it would break...

That idea passed quickly, he had tried that last time, and it barely worked then, it wasn't going to work now probably, but he should at least keep it in mind, he supposed.

'Why, Why did Roy have to put us in here, no way out, forever stuck in this hellish cycle of never ending madness and pain?' Donnie thought grimly as he looked over at Robin and Harry, who were pressed together.

Donnie saddened. They shouldn't be here, none of them should be, Harry and Robin should be living together back in he city, happily going along their lives together.

Shrignold, Gilbert, and Larry should be back in the cabin, fighting and arguing with each other, making jokes and messing around.

He and Syth should be back in their apartment, practicing with Alex and playing pranks on each other.

Donnie sighed and put his knees to his chest and hugged them as he put his head on his knees.

The room was quiet, heavy, hopeless. He felt it weigh him down greatly as his mind went blank, he couldn't think of anything, he almost didn't want to.

But his eyes popped open when an idea flew into his head, he stood up and spoke quickly, startling everyone who snapped their heads up to stare at him.

Donnie felt a grin come onto his face for the first time in what felt like years.

"I have a plan."

Jesus Christ when was the last time I updated?!??!! I'm sorry it took so long! I've had NO inspiration for writing ANYTHING. But I'm trying to get back into the swing of things!!! And I'd love to write something else after this story is done. Do you guys have any ideas for me? If so please share!!! Thanks guys!!