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: 10. The Revolution :

The book is almost over.
These next few chapters will be extended, however, because I still need my plot twists to play out perfectly.

Its going to get insense.
And those warnings at the beginning will be in play.

"So this is it, huh?"

Evan sighed rhetorically. His hand clasped onto Jenna's tightly as he glanced over to the other two. Brendon wasn't there, for reasons they actually knew, however the empty spot on where Tom should be has been empty longer than he'd like.

Tyler studied the lunchroom. Then glanced at the only clock in the room. 5 minutes.

"I just wanted to say, whatever happens, i love you guys." Evan's voice rang like bells in their heads. Josh reached his hand over the table, clasping his hand with Tyler's ceasing his anxious finger-tapping in a way of reassurance.

"Don't talk like that." Jenna furrowed her eyebrows. Josh studied her worried expression."You say that like we're never going to see each other again."

"We'll be fine." Josh interjected, catching the eyes of everyone at the table. "Just stick to the plan. If everything goes right- which it will- we'll be home free."

"What is home?"

Josh turned to Tyler who was already studying the curly haired man's expression. 

"I mean, I haven't been here for 10 years, J." The brunette shook his head. "I don't even know if my family remembers my name. I don't even know if they're alive."

"We'll start over." Josh's knees nudged against Tyler as he gave him his full attention. "Just you and me, maybe even a dog. That'll be your family. Our family."

Tyler pulled a tight lipped smile, chuckling softly at the idea of a furry animal. He wasn't very fond of them but if Josh likes them, he could adjust.

"Sorry to ruin the moment, but it's time." Evan said quietly, he slowly stood from the table.

Tyler nodded. He stood as well, swallowing his pride as he pulled Josh close for a warm embrace. The other immediately reacted, bringing Tyler into his abnormally warm body.
"I love you." Tyler's voice was muffled into Josh's jumpsuit, but the older man heard him loud and clear.

"Look at you," Josh cooed teasingly. "All soft and shit."

Tyler lightly hit his chest, he knew it had no affect. He rolled his brown eyes. "I'm being serious."

Josh pulled Tyler back to him by his wrist. "I know." He said lowly. "And I guess I love you too."

They smiled gently at each other before Josh slowly parted from each other with Jenna and Evan closely behind trying not to be seen.

He sighed deeply, trying to collect his thoughts. His eyes closed before opening again to get himself back to his normal no fucks given state. Deep down, Tyler hates the looks of fear given to him by the other specialists, or the eye of attention that he immediately gets almost seamlessly.

So when he hoisted himself on the blue lunch table and stomped his foot for assurance, the entire room went deadly silent. A pen drop could echo  a block away and still no other noise could be heard.

"Hey." Tyler started, he began studying every single face in the room. Everyone was important here, so no face was left out. His conscious made a tally of the amout of people there aswell. Just over one hundred. And it was then Tyler thought how fetch this plan has to be to jailbreak 108 people. He got a collective response of greetings. Narrowed his eyes at the entrances to make sure the guards where still gone.

"Now, I know you probably heard of me one way or another. And what you heard, is most likely true-" Tyler favors with a careless shrug. "But I don't care about that. Because after today, there won't be no fear" He clenched his fist, enunciating his words.

"There won't be no maybe tomorrow  or hopefully I'll see you then. It'll be fucking fact. You will see your loved ones again. And you will get out of here."

A handful of people gasped at his bold proclamation.

"Listen," he steped closer to the forming crowd on the table, still keeping his height. "I know your pain. I know what it's like to loose someone close, someone considered family here."

His jaw clenched as the gruesome flashes of Patrick plagued his mind. "But we have something they don't." He stated just as his eyes began to burn red. "We can do something they can't. We can unite as one, and send those motherfuckers to hell."
"They took everything from us! Our families, our lives, all because they're scared of what we can do."

The mob roared.

"They're scared of what they dont understand. So they torture us, they poke and prod, but I say thats enough. I say, we take back what was rightfully ours. When we come together they will know that they don't control us, because they never did!"

They where shouting now, with growing anticipation.

"I say we don't let our friends, or loved ones death be in vein. I say, we kick their asses and go home."

Tyler jumped down from the metal table and glanced over at Josh who was now standing at the west entrance. His hair erupted from its neutral brown to an orange fire that swirled down to both of his hands. Tyler's eyes glowed red.

He jogged briefly over to Josh, before turning around to keep track of the mob.

"Let's go."