voice mail...

.seventh unheard message.

'Diego'

The door slammed shut, he latched it.

No lock.

I got up and walked over to her, the crying girl in the corner.

"I'm here."

"When can I leave?" She cried as I wrapped my arms around her.

"Soon. I promise. I'm not going anywhere."

She layed in my chest crying, and crying.

All I could do was hold her.

I didn't know what else to do.

I checked my phone, over and over.

At three thirty five, that's when we were gonna leave.

I couldn't make her stay any longer.

"When are we leaving?" She asked quietly again, sniffling.

"Three thirty five. No one will be home then."

"Thank you. I couldn't thank you enough. There is nothing I could do to repay you." She whispers.

"It's fine. I don't want repayed. You are gonna be safe."

"What's it like out there? It's seems like forever sense I've been out there."

"Uh, pretty boring really. Sky is blue, grass is green. Night goes, day comes. It gets hot, it gets cold. Life goes on."

"You sound like a really shitty poet."

"Nope. I'm a some what popping rapper."

She chuckles slightly.

"When I get you out of here, I'll take you back to my house, you can get cleaned up, get some clothes, I'll take you out to eat."

"You are gonna think I'm ugly." She whispers.

"No I won't." I whisper back.

"Yes you will. He tells me that every time he comes down here."

"Well he is a jackass. Your probably like a model gorgeous."

"I don't even know what I look like. I like to picture myself back before I got here, back when I was younger, me having the same green eyes, with the same light brown hair. But I  doubt I do." She whispers moving her head on my chest.

"I'm sure you do, but like ten times beautifuller."

"I've never liked my brown hair. I always wanted like lime green and yellow and blue hair."

I chuckle. "We can get your hair done too, you can have whatever type hair you want."

"You are so nice." She whispers. "I'm sure your girlfriend is a lucky girl."

"I broke up with my girlfriend ages ago cause she was fucking my old crew, behind my back."

"Then she was missing out on a lot."

My phone lights up saying it was three thirty five.

"We can leave."

She started freaking out.

"Really?" She asks.

I nod smiling, and pull her up.

I put my finger up to my lips and she nods and I take her hand leading her up the stairs.

I look around to see if anyone is around.

It was almost a straight shot.

Then she was free.