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"I want out!" I firmly said. "I cant take it anymore jonathan. The joker. The treatment. None of it."

"Well im sorry Paranoia, but theres nothing i can do about that." Jonathan calmly said.

"Thats bullshit." I spat. "You wont let me out because you know that as soon as im free you wont be in my life anymore.  " i said. He tilted his head. "And youll have no control over me either."

"Maybe thats true." He said. "Or maybe im trying to buy us some time. Time to work things out. "

"What?" I asked in confusion.

"Youll have to forgive me eventually. Youll miss me in time." He said confidentally.

"Jonathan. Get this in your head. It doesn't matter how much i love you or how much i miss you. What matters is the fact that you broke my trust." I said nodding my head in disappointment. "And without trust... theres nothing really." I sadly said.

"Fine!" He yelled. "You want out so bad.. then.. " he sighed taking off his glasses. "If thats what you want its what youll get. But im coming with you." He said.

"Says who?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Me." He tilted his head. "Im not going to leave you. And you cant get out without my help. " he mumbled. As much as i hated to admit it he was right. I couldnt get out on my own.

"Fine." I muttered. "When do we leave?" I asked.

"Give me two weeks." He responded.

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