Listen to the song, it may give you an idea of what is going to happen...kindda, sorta

Fear is not necessarily bad. It helps sharpen our minds so that we can escape dangerous situations. It helps warn us if something is dangerous. So the fact that there is only a hint of fear coursing through my veins, is a fact I will hate forever.

"Long time Elle." No matter how much I tried, I could not fear him. He ruined it for me. And I hate that. I hate that I am not afraid of him and it is his fault. I am still scared, just not as much as I should be, no matter how much I try to be. I am scared of him even though it is his fault. Everything is. I did not even flinch at the nickname. Never have, never will and that sucks.

"So, tell me, Elle, what are you doing here?" He responds, obviously attempting to get a reaction out of me. I guess that is one good thing about me not being able to fear him is he does not get a reaction. It is easier to control hate than fear. And no, not love-hate. You can hate someone without loving hate. Love and hate are not always a fine line. 

"I've been busy." I keep it brief. I feel my blood boil, but try to submerge it under a blank face. Something I have seemed to master this past year.

"Not talkative. You have changed a lot." He acknowledges.

"It has only been a year, but I believe I can give you the credit," I respond emotionlessly still attempting to not give him the satisfaction, but inside I am dying. My past is coming back. All of my "friends", "family", and "boyfriend", well "ex-boyfriend". At my remark, he just smirks. He smirks. 

"So is there anyone else in your life? You know, that would be considered cheating. We have not officially broken up..." He inches closer and closer as I back up, my heart pounding. I tried holding back my tears, I really tried, but I could not. I did not fear him, but I do fear what he is trying to do. At least my brain can process that.

"On second thought, no one would want a crybaby like you. You have not changed a bit," He smirks leaning over.

"Um, boss, what is going on. Who is she?" I hear a voice cut through. And right now, I could not more grateful.

"Well, 594, she is my girlfriend, of course," The nerve of him!

"Was," I corrected sternly, attempting to keep my composure. Though on the outside it may seem like it, on the inside, I felt dead. Dead scared.

"Funny I don't remember a breakup..." He continues, "You are still mine."

"What you did to me definitely qualifies as a breakup," I respond, attempting to keep myself composed.

"Well, Elle, I did nothing," He responds as though he was innocent.

"Maybe not physically," I respond.

"I did nothing, he chose to do it," Ben grinned maniacally.

"You forced him!" I accidentally slipped, finally giving him the reaction he craved. He loved the reaction, was not satisfied.

"So you are not a stone..."

"No, but you are," I rebutted.

"Funny, I seem to be smiling and enjoying this at the moment."

"Well, I seem to want out of here."

"Well, whatever got you in here must have been bad. You cannot escape."

"What is here ?"

"How can you not know? Maximum security. No one comes in, nor out. The only thing preventing you from choking me is the single camera." Great, there is a camera. Al will eventually check it.

"So the cameras are connected to the main security system?" 

"No, there is a separate one."

"How do you know so much?" I question scrunching my eyebrows in confusion. I am still surprised I am able to hold up a conversation with him without killing him, but I know it won't last long.

"Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer." He responded.

"So, what did you do? To get here? kill someone high up?" He says, subtly changing the topic. To the past me, it would have been barely noticeable, but now I know he has someone on the inside, someone who is important in the gang. 

"Why would I do that? There are other ways to end up here," I explain referring to how I actually got here.

"Yeah, but that is nowhere near what I have taught you. They are hunting you down and they are close to finding you. You know, considering you are the ex-girlfriend of their rival, jughead Leos. Funny, you are a Leo, as though you were meant to be in the gang."

"Yeah no, while you have been rambling, I think I have an idea out of here."

"You what?!" I could definitely hear the tone of surprise in his voice.

"Yeah, but I would rather rot in here than have a chance of you escaping."

"Hah, for a moment I thought you were actually smart enough to get us out of here!" 

"You thought I was smarter than my mentor? I'm flattered." 

~❤~

At that moment I stifled a yawn. I had no idea how long it had been and that may have been the worst part. I could have been stuck in here for seconds, minutes, hours, or even days. Probably a day or so. But I could not sleep. I found a way to exit and I was planning on using it. Especially since the boys were asleep and they would not be able to come with me. What I told Ben was true: I would rather rot in here than have him escape. That does not mean I don't want to escape. What I realize was there was a subtle vent here. A subtle breeze, obviously not meant for anyone to know about, but I did. Given my bed was made out of wood, the entire process would be much easier. I broke my bed, careful not to wake them up and rubbed the pieces together. I was counting on two things right now. First, no one was monitoring the security cameras and two, the fire alarms would not go off since they either have not been checked in a while or they did not exist. I swiftly rubben them together, excited when I saw a spark. 

Does anyone know what she is going to do? If you have seen season two of project MC squared then you will. I am so excited because shit is about to go down!!! Also, there are not going to be too many chapters left. I have already planned out the ending, so yah! YAAAAY! Hopefully, it will be my first fully finished, fully published book!