Carefully sliding the white envelope into the front pocket of my orange jail suit. My fingers grip the rusty old steel bars of my cell peeking out to see any sign of my saviors literally.
Suddenly, gunshots are heard firing all over the facility causing all of us inmates to drop ourselves down to the ground . As I'm on the ground, I tilt my head slightly spotting two muscular figures dressed in all black with black ski masks both holding mini-uzis shooting towards the guards whom are crouching down in the corner.
After a few seconds into the shoot down. The three guards run out of bullets cowardly surrendering raising their hands up in the air. "GET IN NOW!", one of the two masked men angrily shout aiming their gun at the guards. Instantly, I recognized it's Rex demanding the orders.
As the other that's obviously Isaac runs down the plain metal stairs looking all over the place until I stand up and shout for him, "over here!". Instantly, his blue eyes lock with mine as he sprints towards my cell.
"I knew you could do it", I proudly murmur.
"Don't speak to soon.. we still have to get out from this prison", Isaac hastily huffs.
"OPEN IT NOW!", Rex scolds shooting at one of the guard's leg. The guard shouts from pain wincing at the same time clutching his now wounded leg.
"DO IT YOU MORON!", the guard demands at another. Rex did a good job of gathering the guards into the little office now holding them hostage.
Suddenly, a loud beep is heard echoing throughout the facility as the cell gate slowly starts to slide to the left. "LET US OUT!", the rest of the inmates start shouting all at the same time and some even start violently shaking their cell gates trying to break it, but that's definitely impossible to do so.
Once the cell gate opens, I bolt out of there following behind Isaac up the stairs to meet Rex who's still aiming his gun at the guards. Glaring at the pathetic guards, I snatch Isaac's gun aiming it at the them remembering the event from yesterday.
"We don't got time! let's go!", Isaac mutters. As much as I want to put bullets through their brainless skulls, I don't got time for that. "Give me the baton!", I hiss aiming the gun towards one of the guards. Without a second guess, he immediately hands me what I commanded. Shutting the door shut abruptly, I place the baton through the metal handles locking these pigs in.
"Let's go!", Rex chirps. The three of us start sprinting towards the hallway out of the unit, I was currently held in. As we make our way towards the yard constantly looking over our shoulders and surroundings for any threats which thankfully there wasn't any guards in site.
As we sprint through the night towards the tall fence, I notice at the bottom of it it's cut and curved outward leaving enough access for us to slip out meaning that's where Isaac and Rex entered from in order to get into the prison and my unit. The three of us went through the cut up fence as fast as we could until we were on the other side of it.
Alarms of the entire prison start going off making us snap our heads back seeing guards and police dogs barking running out of the facility.
"This way!", Isaac directs us as we follow each other running across the huge hill.
The prison is surrounded by hills literally in the middle of nowhere is you ask me. It took a minute or two of running until I spot a black van parked under huge trees down the hill near a road. As we make our way down, the van turns on. The engine making it's roar.
The back door slides open revealing Jacky who has a worried look on her face as she signals us to hurry. Hearing dog barks echoing from behind us with the little bit of energy we have, we speed up running launching inside the van. As soon as Rex jumps inside, Jacky closes the door roughly.
Tiny immediately steps on the gas pedal driving out of the dirt and onto the small road going at least 80 miles per hour not at all wanting for the officers nor dogs to catch up to us. Tiny is a great getaway driver, this isn't the first time we have relied on her on getting us away from police enforcement, so I'm not at all worried about us getting caught.
Unexpectedly, I feel a sharp pain strike from my left abdomen where I have my stitched up wound, I completely forgot about. I place my hand on top of it carefully silently winching in pain.
"Your bleeding!", Jacky gasps a terrified look on her face.
"What the fuck! Did a bullet strike you?", Isaac splutters taking off his ski mask at the same time Rex does, both observing my wound.
Boy, did I really miss these fuckers.
"No, two days ago I was stabbed by fucking Trey at Juvie... the son of a bitch of my father put a hit on me", I grumble squeezing my eyes shut feeling my wound throb.
"Fucking Trey! But how the fuck would your father even get in touch with him? let alone how the fuck did he know about you being in Juvie?!", Isaac scrunches his brows confusedly.
Good question
"I have no idea.. nothing fucking makes sense!", I grumble.
Rex unzips my orange suit lifting up my white tank top where it's stained with blood revealing a once stitched up wound to now an open one.
"The run and bending must of ripped the stitches apart", Rex utters.
"Unless he's been watching you the entire time.. I mean think about it, how else would he even about Aleysa", Jacky sighs at mention of her best friend.
I stay silent lingering on what Jacky mentioned. What if my entire eighteen years of life, my father has been watching my every move? If so, how could I of been so stupid to not once notice. Either he's been very secretive or me just not paying attention to my surroundings.
"Babe, find a gas station to make a quick stop", Rex firmly orders.
"Okay", she responds stepping on the gas pedal to go faster.
"No, I can hold on... I don't want to risk getting us all caught", I protest.
"We won't relax McCann! Did you forget who we are?", Rex mischievously grins.
I roll my eyes, throwing half a smile towards Rex already knowing what he means by it.
"Apply pressure until we get to a near by store", Rex says to Isaac.
Isaac does what he was instructed to do. I wince in pain from the sudden pressure.
As I lay on the floor all I could think about is Aleysa and my unborn baby. Wondering where they're at and frustratedly praying that my father hasn't done anything to harm them in any way. I don't know what I'll do to myself if something were to happen to them. The thought makes me cringe.
All I know is that I will get Aleysa back one way or another killing my father and anyone who's involved in the process.
Even if it causes my own life.
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Juvie • JASON MCCANN •
Fanfiction"Jason didn't murder Alessandra!", I hiss. "The neighbors saw a him running out of the house when a scream was heard," my dad roars his veins popping out from his neck from how angry he is. "Don't yell at her," Jason snaps losing his patience. "I ca...
