The Breaking Point

Escaping

For the past few weeks, Stephane and I have been planning her escape. So far, we have almost everything that we need to get our plan working. We know all the exits and all guards guarding it, where the electricity box is so we can cut the lines, and Trevor's itinerary for the whole day off Friday. Stephane and I were just working out all the kinks in our plan to make sure that everything is perfect. We finally finished and I looked up at Stephane.

"We're finally done Steph, are you ready?"
She looked at me and nodded while smiling proudly. "As ready as I'll ever be." I smiled and rubbed her back. "You'll be fine." I reassured her. She sighed. "I-I'm gonna miss you." She said. "I'm gonna miss you too."

"Hopefully the next time I see you, you'd be free too." I shrugged. "Maybe, you never know." I said. We started walking to our rooms. Once We were at her door, we looked at each other. "Well goodbye until tomorrow." I said.

"Hopefully that goodbye isn't forever." Stephane said and closed the door to her room. In the outside, I was cool, but inside, I was shitting bricks.

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Today was Friday, tonight, Stephane Crawford will escape the Ballroom dance and strip club. God, I was nervous, no one could tell but, my heart was beating out of my chest so fast. Stephane seemed as calm as day but I knew her stomach is doing backflips inside.

Everyone was doing rehearsals for their performance tonight. Angela and I were in the dance studio writing down lines for our interview Saturday. Surprisingly, three days in a row, she hasn't bothered and pestered me at all. She's just been so calm and did what she had to do then went back to her room. To be honest, I'm a little curious as to why she's been acting this way but I wasn't going to confront her about it.

She looked so normal today, short-sleeved shirt, sweatpants, and Adidas sneakers with her hair in a tight up ponytail and glasses. I didn't even know she wore glasses. She also didn't have any makeup on either, maybe some mascara but that's all. She was so focused on what we are going to say in our interview, knowing what Trevor would let us say and what he would not. One of the dancers, Katherine, an exact representation of Barbie, popped her head out of one of the doors. "Hey, we have five minutes until we get ready."

"Okay, Kathy thanks." Angela said. We got off of the floor and I started heading for the door until Angela gently grabbed my shoulder. No, Angela we were doing so good!

"Jacob, I really need to talk to you." I looked down at her. For some reason, I have gone through a growth spurt and was now at a very staggering hight. Angela had to hold her neck all the way up just to see me since she didn't have her heels on. She took an unsteady breath.

"I decided that I'm not going to bother you anymore. I don't know why it took me so long to realize that you're not into me like I'm into you and I see no point in trying to make you like me anymore because you're still in love with that Ciara girl. Even though Trevor took her away from you."

I looked away for a moment. I hadn't thought about her for a while until Angela brought her up. Now I can't stop thinking about her, where she is, who she's with, if she's okay, my mind is all over the place. Then I recognized that Angela was still talking.

"Plus, there was this guy that comes to the bar every Wednesday and Friday and we've been talking so..." she smiled to herself then looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back. "I'm happy for you. Really." I said. She played with her perfectly manicured fingers.

"Does that mean we can actually be friends? Just friends, no funny business, I promise." I nodded. "Yeah, we could be only friends." She smiled a toothless smile. "Great." We walked out of the dance room together and went into our dressing room.

Now it's time to get to work.

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I just finished my performance on stage and left the girls screaming as usual. I went into my dressing room and changed into my black tuxedo. Then, I went to my assigned table with some of the other dancers. I saw Stephane at her table. We were communicating with these old flip phones we found since our real cellphones are monitored by Trevor. Stephane excused herself from her table to go to the bathroom. It's time.

All of a sudden, the lights went out. Everyone screamed and once my eyes adjusted to the dark, I saw the figure of one of the guards. I grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it against his head, knocking him out cold. Then I yanked the keys out of his pocket and ran down the hall to this electrical room. I opened the door and out came Stephane with a regular outfit on and a wig. "You got the keys?" She asked. I dangles them in front of her face and smirked. She did the same. "Okay, let's get you out of here." I said. I took some of the wires in the wall of the room and yanked them out to cut off the cameras. Then we proceeded down the hallway.

We slowly walked into Trevor's office. One the coast was clear, I pulled down this door in the ceiling and pulled down the stairs. We quickly climbed the steps and then I brought the ladder back up and closed the door. Then, we went to the balcony and climbed the fire escape. I directed her to my car and told her that her bags were in the car. Stephane ran to my car and turned it on. "Jacob, you can still leave with me, you have time!" Stephane yelled. I thought about it, my heart was pounding against my chest and I couldn't breath properly. I shook my head. "You go!" I said she looked at me. "Hurry!" I yelled. I pushed her into the car and she she backed out of the parking lot. "Bye Jacob." She said. "Bye."

Next thing you know, she drove straight past me. I walked into the back door and went to my dressing room. Then I came out looking less sweaty and I had on a cleaner tux. While this was happening, one of Trevor's men put the lights back on and Trevor had to give an apology speech to all the guests with a discount on drinks. I waltzed back to my table and asked the people sitting there, "What happened?" Everyone shrugged and continued what they were doing. I leaned back in my seat and smirked. I hope Stephane is far far away now.

Yay. Only a few chapters left guys. Then it's over and I start a new book.