Imagine [L.H]

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LACEY'S POV:

"Let me just do one more thing. I'll be back in about five to ten minutes," I exclaimed, dropping my duffel bag and backpack onto the ground and running back inside my house.

I need to do this fast.

I ran out the front door of my house, running as fast as my legs could carry me.

I ran down the street, getting a warning from a guard but I couldn't care less about anything right now.

I made up my mind.

By the time I got to the place I wanted to be at I was out of breath and partially suffocating.

I rushed towards the too often seen elevator, almost tripping over my own feet.

Why have I never thought of this?

I pushed the button for the top floor. I need to get to James' office.

I need to do this, just this, then Ashton and I can leave.

Once I heard the ding, I set off towards the end of the hall just as the doors opened.

I checked if anyone was around before entering his office and rushed towards the back of his desk.

I pulled out the small pull-out compartment in his desk made for a keyboard, but instead pulled out a small object with tons of buttons.

I had seen this when I came in to search for Luke.

This was what controlled the power, it allowed me to turn on the power outside the walls.

I frantically searched the small object for a button that would hopefully turn the power on.

After about a minute or so I noticed a small yellow button at the very bottom of the object titled: Outside Power.

I pushed it and smiled as the lights flickered slightly in the office.

I did it.

I put the small machine back in its compartment and casually walked out of his office.

My luck ran out just as I shut the door to his office, I was greeted by Katy...who just came out of my office.

"Y-you killed him," she whispered.

I ignored her, walking towards the elevator.

"If you're leaving t-take me with you or I-I'll report you!" She stuttered, pursing her lips slightly.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I smiled innocently, rolling my eyes as I stepped inside the elevator.

"I know you know who Luke is," she said, lowering her voice and taking a step closer to me so we were face to face.

"Who's Luke?"

"Don't fuck around with me," she spat.

"Don't talk to me like that," I remarked, shoving her slightly.

"Don't touch me," she hissed.

I smiled, trying to not get mad.

I reached out to push the button that would take me back down when Katy swatted my hand away.

"Excuse you," I muttered, glaring at her.

"Take me with you," she replied, a serious tone edging her voice.

"I am not leaving. I'm excused for the day because I'm sick," I said, fake coughing in her face. "So piss off."

Katy glared at me, hatred very obvious in those colorful eyes of hers.