𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖎𝖓𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖊 | 𝖐𝖎𝖘𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

Chapter Three

You and Kisame were laying on your individual beds. You were bored and you were reading a book. You weren't much of a bookworm when you were a child, well, it's not like you could've gotten a chance to.

As you are thinking about your childhood, your face viciously formed into an expression of rage. 'Damn it!' You thought with rage.

You threw your book against the wall, making Kisame look up from the bottom bunk bed. "What is it (Y/N)?" He asked.

"Why do I get the consequences for being the victim? Why does the damned justice system think they've succeeded in this case?! I'll kill that bïtch again if I ever get the chance to. Or even better, I'll just kill all of them." You growled.

"(Y/N). Calm down, getting mad won't solve your current situation." Kisame said.

You took a deep breath, at least you weren't derived of rationality. "Yeah, you're right." You said.

You climbed down your bed to retrieve your book. "Eventually, we'll get out of here." You said.

Kisame turned to look at your direction. "How do you suppose we do that?" He questioned.

"When the time is right, we'll formulate a plan. We'll run away and hide from society." You said.

Kisame grinned. "What makes you think I'll help you?"

"And what makes you think that I won't turn you in after you've used all your usefulness to me?" You retorted.

He grinned and chuckled. "It's a deal then (Y/N). What's your estimate on when we'll escape?" He asked.

"Six months." You stated.

"Six months... escaping in that small time frame. I like it." He complimented.

"Good. We just to need to pass 6 months." You said.

"Just wondering, why can't you just wait out the 10 years? Helping a criminal like me whose sentenced for life will give you a higher sentence once we're caught." He questioned.

"I'm not waiting a damn long time just to get out of jail for self-defense. Mother abused me for 15 years because she's a damn psychopath and an alcoholic who belongs in Hell. I'm not staying for a fücking decade when I've been abused for than a decade." You said with infuriated spite.

Kisame chuckled and grinned. "Your motivation is justified anger. That should get us out."