Let Me Be Free

// 9 \\

Chey's POV

Today was the day we were planning on fighting our way out. I knew we'd make it. Last night was our last night here. This morning is our last morning here. Today is our last day here. The moment before we break out is our last moment here- Okay I'm going to stop now, sorry.

I should probably open my eyes now, considering I've just been lying here, awake with my eyes closed, repeating the same things over and over again for the past five minutes.

Wait, why is Hayes' chest so cold? Did I fall onto the floor during the night or something? I doubt it, usually Hayes has a pretty firm grip on me.

I pried my eyes open, and looked around to see myself, alone, in another gray cement room. The walls, floor and roof were all the same grey cement as the room I was in, except for the fact that there's a mirror as a wall to my right. Like literally, the mirror is the wall, that's how big the mirror is.

Wait, where are the guys?

Panic fluttered in my chest as I looked around to realize the guys weren't in this room with me.

We've been seperated on the day we were planning on escaping.

What're the odds of that?

Note the sarcasm.

Hayes' POV

I woke up in a panic, Chey was no longer asleep in my arms and this happened to be horrible timing considering we were planning on escaping today.

"Guys, Guys!" I quickly shot into a sitting position and woke all the bois.

"Wha- Hayes? Wha- Wait! Where's Chey?" Cameron stumbled out and rubbed his eyes, after he spoke all the guys' eyes shot over to me, eyes widening like owls when they noticed Chey was gone.

"I swear to God if they hurt her again..." Nash started and everybodys jaws clenched, and my hands balled into fists involuntarily.

"Wait, was that window there last night?" Shawn turns everybodys attention to the wall he's looking at in an instant.

"Window?" I breath out and every one of us rushes over to the 'window'.

"Wait, who's that?" I turn my attention to a female figure sprawled out on the ground, who's slowly beginning to stir as if just waking up.

Odd. That person resembles Chey a little. I wonder if they know eachother, we could try to ask her where Chey is...

Wait.

"Guys, is that Chey?" Aarons words break me out of my stupidity.

"I think so," I nod, not wavering my worried gaze that's aimed at Chey, who's now sitting up.

It seems that all the guys are watching Chey with the same worried eyes, and I know that our attention won't be diverted for awhile.

Chey's POV (NOTE. The boys Are watching through the mirror, and it's a one way mirror, where one side appears as a mirror(Chey) and the other side is a window(Boys). So yah)

I placed a hand on my throbbing head.

Why is it that my head is always throbbing when I wake up? It sure seems that way.

I push myself to a standing position, swaying a little but I soon steady myself and I look around my surroundings again.

How'd they manage to get me in here without me noticing? Usually I'm good at waking up at just the right moment it seems. I guess not anymore.