At the large metal gate we find four guards fully dressed in their uniforms and with guns. They look unbothered by our presence. One of them is a lady who looks like she's in her mid thirties, her facial expression shows that she's probably tired of life or her job. Or even both.
Lazily she starts to speak right after removing a toothpick from her mouth.
"Identification please," her voice comes out rough. We show her our ID's and she takes them, placing the toothpick back in her mouth.
"Let them through," she yells at the guard with the keys to the gate and spits saliva on the ground. We head to the next gate which is much bigger. How many gates do they have here anyway?
Roxy walks ahead of us and a guard at the second gate recognises her.
"Long time no see woman, where have you been?" he asks, the word 'you' coming out as 'ju'. His Spanish accent is hilarious and I bite my lip not to laugh. He leans over to hug Roxy who dodges him and
"You must be Kyrah, I've heard alot about you, you seem like a very good young lady," she says smiling at me and I smile back genuinely and move to hug her warmly, "And you are..." she looks at Scott keenly."Scott... Scott Stone," and I hear a gasp from somewhere in the room and that leaves a question mark in my mind. Why are people reacting that way towards Scott?"Oh, wow! You're a Stone alright, I see my daughter is well taken care of. Never let them get into trouble okay?" Scotts gives her a firm handshake."Yes ma'am," he nods while Roxy and I exchange confused looks."So honey, I only have ten minutes here. I missed you, how is your brother?""He's fine mom. We really miss you. How are you doing? Is everything okay?"Alicia pauses and coughs thrice before speaking. Her hands are shaking and she hides them under the table."Honey... I'm sick..." she doesn't get to finish speaking and Roxy jumps up from her chair as if it g
Right after I tuck Roxy in bed, I close her door and stand outside where Scott is. We both stay quiet for a long time with the wind blowing my hair to my face, until Scott decides to break the ice."Is she asleep?" he asks without looking at me."Yeah, I hope she'll be okay. She's just going through alot," I brush the hair off my face."What's her story? I wanna know," he looks at me with eyes full of worry."Are you sure you want to know?" I ask him and he nods."Not here though, it's quite cold outside, how about we go sit in my car?" he suggests.I agree and we walk slowly to the car and get in. As I explain every detail that Roxy told me, I feel a lump growing in my throat and I begin to sob. Scott looks shocked by the whole story and he moves closer and pulls me into a hug."Hush now," he whispers.Suddenly I remember the weird reactions at the mention of Scott's name in the prison and I ask without
The seats are white in color and I wonder if they ever get sat on because they are spotless!"Welcome to my escape room," he proudly says."That's what you call it?" I chuckle and he frowns, "Sorry, it's beautiful,""You haven't seen my best part yet," he chuckles and walks over to the glass doors and opens them carefully, revealing a large jacuzzi and my jaw drops. Never have I ever been in a jacuzzi before.I am still asking myself if we're in the same house we were in a few weeks ago, I mean, how in the world did this suite not get used that night?Oh yeah, I remember, he said it's his escape room, so he probably comes here alone.Fascinating.I down my last sip of champagne and set the flute on the glass table. Out of nowhere, Blake claps twice and I hear a voice talking to him through a speaker I guess."Anything you need Mr. Dawson?" it sounds like Carla. Blake looks at me and licks his lower lip. His eyes hav
"You look thoughtful, what's wrong?" he asks and I avoid eye contact and stare at the wall by my side."Roxy, my best friend had a bad day and I am worried about her. That's all," I sigh."Relax, you pretty young thing, she'll be okay, just breathe in and out and enjoy the moment," he grins at me.I do as instructed and once I breathe out, I repeat his exact words in a whisper more to myself than to him"Enjoy the moment," and I lean back.Out of nowhere Blake softly shouts to no one in particular."Play some Destiny's Child,""Say what now?" I ask.Immediately 'Say My Name' by Destiny's Child starts playing and I face palm myself."Oh, that. Seems like you only have to speak and everything is done for you around here," I tease.He smirks."Yeah, it's quite fun you should try it some time. Start with the music if you wish, just say which song you want,"
"Silent much," Scott says while stealing a glance at me. We've been quiet for about ten minutes in his car as he drives and I don't know what to say."Are you okay? What's up?" he asks once I fail to respond and pulls over at the road side and turns to me, then he squints."Why is part of your hair wet? Did Blake do anything bad to you? Kyrah, say something or else we'll end up sleeping right here on this spot because I am not driving until you say something," he sounds dead serious."Don't worry about it, I'm just... Well I was in his jacuzzi then mom called and then you showed up outside Blake's house, how did you even know where I was?" I ask and then my eyes narrow at him, "You didn't follow us did you?""No way! Why would I do such a thing? I was taking a walk to the donut shop and met Jim, he told me he saw you and Blake going inside Blake's house," he says."Oh," is all I can say, Jim lives close to Blake, but not too close
A few minutes later, I'm still awake and I decide to wake up, so I switch the lights back on and head to the bathroom to take a shower.Scott is coming for me at seven in the morning so I might as well get ready early.After my warm shower, I grab my white robe, put it on over my pajamas and head downstairs to make some pancakes. I like mine fluffy so I take my time while preparing them.A smile curves on my face when I remember that dad loves my pancakes, I know he missed them and he'd be glad to have them for breakfast.At around six, I am done cooking and eating breakfast. To avoid waking anyone up I tiptoe back upstairs, and right before I close my door, my parent's bedroom door opens."Good morning Kyrah, you're up early," dad says while yawning and stretching his arms."Morning dad, I made pancakes for breakfast. Just how you like them," I smile when his eyes brighten up and without wasting time he's on his way to the kitchen dow
Voices are in the background and I hear Roxy's very loud whisper. At that moment, I choose to open my eyes."She's up!" Roxy says stepping forward and Scott steps in front of her, then Blake in front of him. Scott rubs his temple, agitated and heads out."Kyrah... How are you feeling right now?" Blake moves his hand to cup my cheek and I notice that I have an oxygen mask on.I look around and realize that I am not in our campus clinic.A bag of fluid is connected to a long needle by a plastic tube. The needle has been put on my arm and taped in place. The fluid drips from the bag, through the tube and needle, and into my skin. My arm feels cold."How long has it been since I passed out?" I ask Blake."Two hours," he says, his brows furrowed."And thirty seven minutes, that's a really long time," Roxy adds."Roxy I..." she cuts me off."I know, you had your inhaler but this time round, nothin
Kyrah's POVAbout thirty minutes after Roxy and the rest left. I'm still struggling to get some sleep when a nurse opens the door and walks in with a tray full of medicine bottles and syringes.I don't remember anyone mentioning any of that, and I hate medicine, totally scared of syringes, the one on my arm is enough torture for me to handle. Thank God they put it there when I was still asleep or rather, still passed out."Uhm... Hey, am I supposed to... You know get injected?" I question eagerly."No, dear, I'm only supplying your pills, what would you like to have for dinner?" the nurse in a white dress asks sweetly and I calm down."Can I get ice cream?" I ask."Oh no, you can't. That's not good for you, maybe some rice and chicken?" she asks and I nod. Even though I'm really craving some vanilla ice-cream. Or a frappé maybe? I don't know."Okay then. How many pills do I take?"She places the tiny bo