10 days

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When I wake up me and Phil are tangled into each other,my hand over his neck,legs around his waist,his hands around my waist. I jump up quickly.

no,no,no,this can't happen,we are hanging out to die together,nothing more!

Phil shoots up.

"morning?" he sounds rather confused why I  jumped.

"morning." I say rubbing my eyes.

"you okay?"

I don't answer.

He sits up.

"well,we better get going,we want to get there early."

Phil agrees.

He takes apart the tent,we pack up and shove everything into the trunk and drive to the prison my mum is located. 

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