Prison Love | Yancy x Reader

Chapter 1: Prison Break In

It's been a while since you have broken out of prison. You can never forget the man that helped you.

Yancy, you thought.

He said that visitation was every 3rd Sunday. It has been 5 months since then.

Would he hate you? Would he remember you? Would he question? Would he ignore you? Every question you asked yourself, gets worse by the minute.

"I want to see him again."

You quickly take out your phone and go through your calendar. No events. 3 weeks of vacation that the base gave you for your hard work. Your birthday.

"It wouldn't hurt to use my vacation, and key, to sneak into the prison and see him....right?"

You went to your bedroom and lifted the mattress.

A Skull Key. The key that unlocks anything and everything in the universe.

Perhaps you could open the gate to his heart.

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You drove to Happy Trails at downfall, the same day, and waited until it was dead silent. You unlocked the gate. unlocked the doors, making sure to lock them again afterwards, and started looking around.

If you hadn't been with Mark throughout training, you wouldn't have known how to sneak pass the guards. Or even, defend yourself.

"Where would he be?" you wandered.

Kitchen? No. Laundry Duty? No. Warren's Office? Hell no.

[You took the opportunity to grab a guard uniform to check the cells]

[Achievement Unlocked: Undercover]

You go through the cells and see only familiar faces. But the familiar face you were looking for, wasn't there.

"Could he be in solitude?"

As you were about to walk away, a hand grabs your wrist.

"And who do you think you are?" A male security guard, a little old if you ask me, says.

"I am the new security guard....?"

With an intense stare, and a full ass minute, he lets go of you and tells you that the prisoners tend to sneak out at the back way. He gives you directions and leaves you be.

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You open the door to the back of the prison, and catch a whiff of smoke. You turn your head to the left, and you see him smoking a cigar.

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Yancy's P.O.V.

It's been months since I've seen their face. Their beautiful/handsome, face.

I can't get me mind off of it.

It drives me crazy!

Every 3rd Sunday, I walk up to the front gate, hoping they'll be there.

Everyday, I sometimes wish that I should've gone with them.

I told myself I'd stop smoking for a while. But with them on my mind, I can't control myself.

"Lights Out! No sneaking to back way, You Hear?" The guard says as he shuts off the lights.

Luckily for me, I keep a bobby pin in my hairs. I could use a smoke right now. 

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As I carefully unlocked my cell, and close it, I start hearing a voice not, too, far.

"And who do you think you are?"

"I am the new security guard....?"

I feel like I heard that voice before.

I shook off the feeling and started walking to the back.

I take out the lighter from my shirt, and pull a cigar from a secret place I hide 'em.

And with a breathe of smoke, I feel at peace.......

Until I heard the door open. Guess I'm fu-

Y//N???

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I looked away. I must've been dreaming. There's no way they would be here during this time.

"Yancy....?"

Shit