Unchained (M.S.S.L) ᵖʳⁱˢᵒⁿ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏ

M.S.S.L 8

008

It been less then three days since Fox river. The headache have gotten worst but I've been brushing them off as if it was affecting me.

The past few days hadn't been easy, not that I expected them to be simple. I have been constantly looking over my shoulder I was being cautious not just for me but for everybody else.

Michael had decided it would be best if we all went our own way which was understandable.
I didn't think it would be even possible to make friends in prison but Sucre had my trust.

Sucre brought me into a hug "Goodbye, mamí." he spoke letting go of me before making his way down his way down a small path off to the side of the road.

"Hey, you never gave me my changes back!" I chuckled playfully "Never asked!" he replied walking backwards, smiling before turning around and disappearing into the wooded area.

I hope that he gets back home to his girlfriend, whom she was the only person he had ever talked to me about.

I sighed before turning around to face Michael and Lincoln it was just us on the empty road, I was glad that he was now with his brother.

Lincoln sat in the drivers seat of a car he had hijacked with the window rolled down watching through the wing mirror, Michael stood leaning on the car staring at the top of his shoes.

"Where are you going to go?" Michael asked bringing his gaze over at me with a light hearted smile. I sucked in air, rocking on my heels trying to think of a reasonable response "maybe someplace where I'm not a wanted Convict. " I smiled, scratching the back of my head "pff, I seriously don't know..."

I honestly didn't have a plan for what I was going to do next, I found myself not caring about what happens next to me.

Rather what happens to Micheal.

"How about we give you a ride down to Utah with us?" Lincoln spoke filling the silent.
I stood waiting for Lincoln to say sike but in stead he peeked his head out side the window waiting for my response "what, really!" My voices coming out more cheerful then I expected.

Calm down.

I cleared my throat "really?" I questioned glancing from Michael to Lincoln trying to hide the excitement.

Michael and Lincoln glanced at each other exchanging words with a few with there gaze "Yea, besides Michael and I alone on a four hour drive with nothing but sad jazz music playing will drive me mental." Lincoln smirked.

"Louis Armstrong has nothing to do with your insanity, you're just simply insane." Micheal clapped back

A small smile crept on to my face as I watched the two began bickering "Come on," Micheal sough out "back me up here Saturn, Armstrong is or is not the king of jazz music?"

I chewed on the inside of my cheek, they were both now staring at me waiting for my answer "if you want me to be honest, I have absolutely no fucking clue who Louis Armstrong is."

"Ha!" I Lincoln smirked as Micheal face dropped "I'm convinced you both secretly hate me." He stated sarcastically.

"Micheal I-" I began trying to explain myself but he cut me off "just get your ass in the car." I chuckled at his little outburst and so did Lincoln "sure, thing." I smirked making my way around the car.

My fingers were inches away from the passenger seat door handle, Micheal cut in front of me "Hey!" I spoke taking a step back so the car door doesn't hit me as he entered.

"I ride shotgun."

I playfully rolled my eyes as I got into the back seat "whatever only loser ride up front." I mumbled Lincoln chuckled "what did you just say?" Micheal question turning round to face me, not catching what I had just said.