Save Me (Troyler) (ON HOLD)

Chapter 8~Lifesaver

My mind is blank. This guy is going to shoot me. This fucking guy is going to fucking shoot me. Luckily, my body acts quicker than my mind. And before he can pull the trigger, I'm on the ground. He shoots, and blows a whole in the wall facing him.

I try to stand up and crawl away, but he is quicker than I thought he was and he pins me down to the ground with his foot. He is way to heavy for me to stand up, so all of his weight gets me glued on the ground.

"How dare you, whitie. How dare you. I have to repaire the wall now. Do you know how much that'll cost?" He clacks with his tongue before continuing. I try to push his foot of of me, but with no success. "Tss tss tss, don't crawl away. You are a criminal. You deserve to be punished. You are a bad bad boy. First, you try to escape. Then, you cause a whole in the wall. You deserve no other place than hell, you pathetic piece of crap."

He adjusts his gun and points it at my head. I close my eyes, preparing for the final shot. A single tear silently glides of my face. This is it. At least I get to see Simon again.

But before he has the chance to shoot me, I hear a familiar voice scream: "HEY!" 

I don't know what his plan was, but it seemed to work, because the jailer was distracted for just long enough. I open my eyes just in time to see the knife planted in the jailer's head. 

He coughs, spits out blood and falls on his back, releasing me from my trap. 

My hero runs up to me, lifts me off the ground and hugs me. "Thank you Tilly." I whisper in his ear. "Thank you for saving me life." My tears are flowing full speed now, soaking his shirt. "Hey, I promised that I would save you, didn't I?" I chuckle, and cough, because girl, I am crying hard. 

"But let's hurry up and get out of here, before anyone else finds him and sounds the alarm. The last thing we'd need is everyone who works here coming for us."

I agree with him, and he releases me from his tight grip. He grabs my hand instead, and starts running. I follow him, but I turn around to look at the jailer, and I immediately wish I didn't. He looks me straight in the eye, but there is no life behind his eyes. His dead gaze follows me as I run faster away from him.

When we finally reach Will's cell, I am panting. I am not fit, and I'm still not feeling my best. 

Totally out of breath, I push the door open, and enter, Tyler closely following in my footsteps. When we enter, the room is dark.  The door slams close all of a sudden and I jump in the air, scared shit-less. "Who are you?" I recognize Will's voice. "Troye Sivan and Tyler Oakley." all of the lights go on and there stands Will, in the middle of the room. "You're late." he sounds irritated, and also a bit worried. "Troye got held up by a jailer. But don't worry, that man is not with us anymore if you know what I mean."

Will nods in understanding, and says: "No time to waste then. Quickly, grab my hand." Tyler goes up to Will and grabs his right hand, and I do the same with Tyler.

I can't help but feel a little bit of jealousy when I see Will and Tyler holding hands. I shouldn't though, because I am not in a relationship with Tyler, and I don't think Will and Tilly have a thing. But then, it makes me doubt, because they are extra friendly with each other. Or that could just be my imagination. Suddenly, I feel a kind of hatred against Will.

With the Transferrer in his left hand, Will starts talking. "Bring us to the Invictus Center, Jindo." He is on his way to push on the purple button, while all of a sudden, alarm bells start ringing. They found the body. Will hesitates, and right before his finger touches the button, the door slams open and an unfamiliar jailer stands there, screams something I don't understand and runs at us. But she doesn't stand a chance, we are gone before she could reach us.