When I'm done I stand in front of the door. I reach out and grasp the door knob. I turn it and to my surprise it opens. I peer out in the direction that nine had said "gree doors down" I assume that's where I am to go. But I can't help but also look in the opposite direction. Around the corner I see shadows and glimpse of light. As though ghetto sun was shinning through a window.
I walk in that direction. I just want to look outside and feel the sun really. Even though John and nine probably don't want me to. So I walk quickly turn the corner. But right against the wall stands nine. "Wrong way" He saids angerly. Leaning his shoulder on the wall. I ignore him. I slowly step around him and approaches the window.
I look outside. I see the other sides of the building and tall ones not far away. I place my hands on the window sell. I breath in the sun. It feels nice. "I know which way you meant" I tell Nine. Whose still facing the other direction. Knowing I'm just looking out the window.
"Whatever look out your window" He replies not caring much. I'm pretty sure he rolls his eyes. "What are those buildings?" I ask and nine turns around and looks. "Dorm rooms I guess you call it" He answers. Not concerned st all that he probably isn't suppost to tell me. "One boys one girls. Students stay there. Faculty housing around the corner. " He adds. I nodd satisfied with the answer and the idea of what the campus looks like.
He stands up again. "Ya. We can go now." I say telling him I'm ready to go back to my cell or wherever else.
"Good because I'm tired of you making looking out a stupid window a big f-ing deal" regular Nine.
"You remember the time I saved your ass and then you punched me in the face?" I ask nostalgically.
"Ha ha. And how I had shoved a sign post through you. Good memories."
We walk around the corner again and into the original room I was suppost to go to. It's the room with the TV and couches again. Nine walks in right after me and tells me to follow him. We walk to the other end of the room and there a fridge and microwave on an island. "Get that bread" He orders as he points towards packages and fruit in a corner I pick it up and toss it to him. "Sandwich time" He declares as he pours all kinds of things on the bread. "Better make one." He instructs as he tosses the bag to me. I just splash on peanut butter and jelly and walk over to the couch where Nine is sitting.
Maybe my redemption isn't only a dream.
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Five's Fate
FanfictionI do not own Lorien Legacies, just my own ideas! This follows the idea Marina and John took Five prisoner after discovering his island. Five's fate, freedom, past and future come into play as he struggles to accept his position on the scale of comma...
