The Jewels; Mother of Pearl (#ABA2017)

Chapter Five

In the morning, Lola pushed herself off the floorboards and walked over to the door. She pulled at it, but it had been locked from below.

She didn't seem too surprised as she looked around at the closing in walls, she could feel herself getting sick as she staggered over to the window and looked out the window, she was beginning to find it hard to breathe as she managed to get to the window and opened it up to the morning breeze.

She sat on the window sill and practically collapsed onto the small balcony: it creaked under her weight.

She managed to sit upright and stared almost fearfully at the streets in the early morning, she wondered if she got up a little earlier if she'd be able to see the running away Angels in the night. She wondered if anybody else got attacked by the Angels that night, she wondered if anybody had ever survived an Angel conflict before or if she was the only one who had.

Lola could see the clock tower from where she was sitting, it was only a few blocks away, it was close enough to tell it was a clock tower, but not close enough to see what time it was. But its chimes echoed throughout the streets, it chimed every hour, and it was best not to be in the same square as the clock, the bells were so loud in the square that even a deaf person would hear it loud and clear.

Lola remembers being in the square at two o'clock in the afternoon on a stroll, when the clock chimed it was like being turned into a milkshake. Her insides vibrated, she could feel her voice tremble when her whole body shook with the chimes. The bell only chimed two times but that didn't stop her ears from ringing for the next two hours.

She was use to the loud chimes now, but they were very loud nevertheless.

She could hear the rings of the bell tower from where she sat, it chimed eight times. She was going to be late for school if her Mum didn't let her out of the attic soon.

Lola looked down to the front yard; it was a good 20 feet from the ground. Lola gulped as she looked back inside the attic. She took in a deep breath and ran into the attic, striped the bed of its sheets and started tying them together.

It was a classic climbing out of a two story building window with sheets cliché.

Lola wasn't too sure if it actually would work, but she had seen it in movies so it must be possibly possible... possibly.

Lola double knotted the three sheets to each other and tied it to a wooden post that kept the ceiling of the attic from collapsing. She tugged on the sheets to make sure none of them would fall apart.

She tossed the remaining sheet rope she made over the edge of the balcony, it only stretched ten feet. "This is probably going to hurt..." she mumbled as she picked up the sheets and dropped off the sheets. She jerked to a stop half a sheet down the homemade rope, she suddenly heard it being to rip, she went wide eyed as she slowly and cautiously started sliding the soft sheets through her hands so she'd get lower to the ground and at least have a chance of landing on the ground without any broken bones.

But every single movement she made the blankets rip even further.

She was on the final sheet when she saw the rip going down the middle of the first and second blanket. Lola froze for a split second and didn't move in fear it would rip, but that didn't stop the blankets from ripping even further until it hit the knot that tied the second sheet and third sheet together.

The knot itself got tangled in the ripped knots and undid altogether.

Lola yelped in fright as she fell to the ground, she landed on her butt.

She held back tears as she managed to stand up, her lower back was shooting pain up her back. She looked up, at least 12 feet.

She hobbled over to the front door and went to knock but stopped mid knocking. She didn't see the point in waking her Mum or even letting her know she was leaving because then she'd have to explain as to how she got out.