A/N: sorry this chapter is so short lol but it has dRaMa so we good right?
Ani:
"What did you do to Aaron?" I try to stand up but once again the chains pull me down.
He laughs, "Your brother has graciously said he would love to be experimented on to help the River. I think we'll let you watch, just for the fun of it."
I start tearing up, "P-please Aaron has been through enough, use me."
"Oh! Two volunteers? This will be just wonderful!"
I kick him and make him fall to the floor, he screams in pain, "Aww little official boy a widdle weak?"
He punches me across the face, I wince in pain. "I should be asking you the same question. Now I think we've gotten enough info out of you, follow the guards." The chains pull me to my feet I'm led to a small prison cell. Aaron is thrown in beside me, his face bloody and bruised. I hug him tightly, "AARON! Are you okay?" He hugs me tightly back, "I'm fine Ani." But I can clearly tell he's not fine, he has a weary look on his face and bags under his eyes. "How long were you up last night?"
He shrugs, "All night, I needed to make sure you were safe."
"Aaron! Don't worry about me, I'll be fine! I-" Before I can finish my sentence he's asleep on my shoulder. I smile, hug him, and fall asleep too.
I'm awoken by a large bang on the cell doors. "HEY WAKE UP!" I jump as chains tighten on my wrist. I'm quickly pulled up and brought into a breakfast room. For once, I'm unchained. A smirk comes across my face. The people at this hospital didn't check for metal. Not smart. I have pockets. I pull my knife out from my pocket but quickly put it back in as I see a guard coming my way. He walks past me and I start eating. I let out a sigh of relief, I can get us out of here.
"Back to your cell now Ms. Wing" The chain tightens against me again and I'm walked back to where Aaron and I 'live' now. I smirk and wait for the guard to leave.
"Guess what they didn't bother to check for when I entered into here"
"What?" A hopeful look is on his face, he knows I'm planning something good.
"Metal," I pull the knife out again, "We can get out of here."
A caring smile comes across his face, "Good job, I'll get us out of here." He grabs the knife from my hand and slides it into his own pocket.
"I- let me do something this time!"
