Beautifully Broken

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My nerves were currently getting the best of me as I stood by the back of the exit biting on my nails looking around every second to see if I saw his blonde hair.

It was hot to the point where my skin was sticking to my clothes and my palms were sweaty, I was nervous.

I kept counting in my head to make myself aware of the time and minutes I had left before it got to late for me to try to leave.

What if he doesn't come?

But we're happy.

He wants to be with me, away from this place so we can be free. He said it so I made it a possibility.

I bit my nail harder drawing blood without even knowing. I sucked on it to stop the bleeding as I looked on each corner looking for his shadow or anything.

A few minutes passed again and I took it as he wasn't coming until so I decided I guess this was just going to be my own ticket to freedom.

Is this how I want to be set free?

It's different when it's just me running away?

Well technically escaping?

Where would I go?

There wasn't anything miles from here.

I took one more glance down the lowly lit hall praying that he would appear.

I felt the heat of the tears coming down my cheeks as I closed my eyes in pain.

Suddenly I heard screaming and shuffling down the hall.

Instinct took control and I quickly backed away from the door and I hid in a small archway beside the staircase. Holding my breath, watching three staff members running down the hall in a huff they went up the staircase towards the boys ward. Curiosity took over me and I waited till the last one went running and I crept up behind them going up the stairs making sure that I couldn't be seen. I felt like a ninja or secret agent as I crouched down only letting my top head and eyes visible to see what was going on. I heard yelling and screaming a guys voice.

The revolving door swung open giving me a small access to see. But it closed so quickly I couldn't see anything. I ran up the top of the steps and peaked through the small window of the stairway.

Miles.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

He was yelling and being held by two of the strongest guards in the ward at night. They held him by each arm as he kicked and screamed. His feet trailing everywhere. His nose was bloody, his hair a crazy mess and his knuckles bloody.

What did he do?!

My eyes grew wider and I had to cover my own mouth as I watched in horror as they tried to give him a shot and he kicked a nurse in the face hard. Making the guards literally slam him down on the ground hard I heard his back hit the ground almost making me myself loose my own breath. Miles was laughing like a manic now.

Then I saw one of the small guard and a staff member along with a nurse who held on to a gurney on each end with Devon laying on the gurney. He was unconscious, and looked badly beaten.

What the hell is going on?!

I heard Miles yelling, "TEACHES YOU TO TRY ME AGAIN DEVON!!" As he laughed loudly making my body shiver the darkness it held.

"Your batshit crazy Miles!" I heard Devon mumble weakly as he try to get off the gurney.

The guards picked Miles up dragging him towards the elevator to send him down to the medic. He threw his head back as he dragged his feet laughing loudly making it echo through the hallway.

Like gravity he turned to where I was hiding looking through the glass mirror. My eyes filled with tears and sweat on my forehead. Our eyes locked.
All i could mouth was why? He just smiled and blew a kiss at me. In that moment I knew exactly what happened.

He did this on purpose.

He made this happen to make me not able to leave!

He couldn't!

He wouldn't.

Would he?

I turned away from the small window and I felt the pain in my chest instantly creep in making me want to scream out in pain. I slid down the door and my knees touched my chest as I buried my head in the knees and I sobbed lowly, well as low as I could at this point. Everything wasn't making sense but it was at the same time. He did this on purpose.

Why?