Today is the day.
We will escape. We will get out of here. I will be somewhere safe.
It's about time, if you ask me. We've been staying in this prison for two weeks, with hard beds, terrible food and very rude staff. I sound like a princess, I know, but I'm just not used to all of this.
At breakfast,lunch and dinner, the atmosphere was really tense. Nobody knew what to say. Mamrie and Miles tried to start a conversation, but it didn't really work out, because everyone was too nervous or tired to respond.
Tyler and I are supposed to sneak to Will's room at 09.37 PM. Currently, it's 09.00 PM and I am sweating. I am so nervous. I trust Tyler, and I trust Will, I have a feeling that once we reach Will's room, we'll get through without any problems. The real struggle is: getting there.
The halls are guarded very severely 24/24, and if you get caught, you are shot at sight. I discussed with Faith how she will be going, and she said that she and her cell partner, who is called Jessica, stole jailer outfits, and they will wear them, so when the guards catch the, they'll look like they are strutting the halls like usual. I wonder why neither me or Tyler thought of something that clever.
The other problem is that my sickness has returned. I didn't eat anything today, partly because of my nerves, I couldn't swallow a thing, and partly because I didn't heal completely.
Tyler has been really supportive towards me. He has been comforting me non-stop and we've slept together in the same bed for the whole week now, because I am too cold to lay alone. And even though I hate to admit it, I'm starting to get feelings for him. Every time his face brightens with that illuminating smile, I feel a hundred times better and I feel happy and warm and bubbly inside. Every time he gets sad, I feel down as well. I wouldn't say that they are as strong as my feelings for Simon were, but they are there. He made a nest in my heart and he isn't planning to leave anytime soon.
Whether or not he likes me back isn't my biggest worry right now.
We are cuddling on his bed, wrapped up in a protective cocoon. He acts like he is sure and that he is strong, but I know that he is scared as well. I think everybody is.
09.26. The time is coming closer. Faith, Jessica, Zoe, Mamrie, Grace, Miles and Korey should be safe now. Should be.
"Tyler?" "Yes?" I hesitate a bit. "What if... What if one of us gets caught? What will happen then?"
"We will continue as planned. It will be hard, but everyone agreed to give their own lives for someone else's. If we would lose someone, I would be devastated, and that person will get their proper goodbyes once we are safe, but we'll have to move on."
"What if- What if I don't make it?"
"Don't say such things."
"Answer my question, Tilly."
"I- I would be heartbroken. You are now one of my best friends nugget, and I would be hollow, empty, devastated. I would be less than a wreck. In these two weeks, we've grown so close. I don't know what I would do without you next to me."
His answer makes my nerves fade away for just a quick second. He cares. He really cares. I don't know what I would do without you next to me. Those words fill my heart with warmth and happiness.
"I feel the same way, Tilly."
He smiles at me, and grabs me a little tighter. I curl up on his lap, and rest my head against his chest. His hands around my waist, his head resting on mine. I listen to his steady heartbeat. It comforts me. It makes me loosen up a little.
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