|Keaton's POV|
Wondering if you're going to make it out of somewhere alive is the worst feeling, but worrying about someone is even worse. I messed up, but intentionally. When I called Anna, I got in deep shit by one of those cowards. Even though the phone call was supposed to be staged, I told her to trace the call and tell the police. I practically blurted out mostly everything I said before I was wrestled to the ground and hit when the guard realized what I was saying. I did it to protect her, I just put all of us guys in more danger by doing so. At least she won't be coming here anymore. Right? I still don't know if I completely made the right choice.
In that call I was told to just say that Drew, Wes and I skipped our flight and didn't tell management cause we wanted to be rebellious and we were only a few hours away from New York. Then tell her to meet us there...alone and not tell her mom along with directions on the routes.
I. just. couldn't....do it.
I would not be able to live with the fact that I put another person in harms way, deliberately. Especially when the person is Annabelle, she's too innocent to even be caught up in something like that. She's already gone through so much with her dad's passing.
I've been down here in this cell for more than twenty-four hours without sleep rethinking the moment I started talking to my then bodyguard (cause he's not exactly the best person to keep us safe) when in actuality I needed a bodyguard...because of my bodyguard. This whole situation and past couple of days is a lifetime movie in its self. But I'd loooove to see it because I'm dying to know why they want Anna: well I have multiple questions seeking answers. Not getting those anytime soon though. So I have't to sit down here and wonder and wonder.
It fucking sucks...being trapped in you're own mind trying to piece things together yourself to make sense of it all, and still things don't add up.
"What's on your mind Keats?" Wes says interrupting my thoughts. "You're just staring off with a blank expression, it's kinda worryin' me bro."
"Did I do the right thing Wes..."I respond quickly without thinking.
"...I-I don't know if we're getting out of here, everything we've worked so hard for will be for nothing and all because of what? Me messing up a phone call!?" My voice cracks and I look at him for a response.
"I'm not gonna lie, that was a pretty bold move...you saying all that stuff to her. Look, we are three men that are strong and can do damage to someone if needed, but Anna? She would be powerless, god knows what would've happened if she got into the hands of those guys. She would have nobody. We have eachother...right Drew?" Wes says. We both glance over at drew and he nods, "Yeah man we're the three musketeers, all for one and one for all, remember."
"Yep...I remember." I slightly smile. Drew gets up and walks over to me and Wes, "Come on, bring it in." He opens his arms iniciating a hug. Even in the most horrid place and situation they manage to give me hope. They really mean the world to me and as Drew would say we're 'musketeers'.
"Keaton? Oh my god!" A voice calls out.
We all break our hug and look up.
Shock spreads across my face and probably Wes and Drew also but my attention wasn't on them at the moment. All I could do was stare. Was my insomnia setting in?
"Hi." I plainly spoke, my body felt weak I wanted to fall to my knees and cry, right there, right now.
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A/N: So I haven't done a Keaton perspective in a while and I kinda needed to explain the whole phone call thing n stuff, also this is pretty short in my opinion so I might publish a new chapter tomorrow as well but we'll see. Idk yet cause my mom is taking me out tomorrow so it might be uploaded extremely late like how I uploaded tonight depending on where you live I guess though.
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