It's been so long. Everyday, every minute, every second I think of him. I want him in my arms right now. I want to pull him in close and call him mine. It won't happen though, he is out there while I'm trapped in here. In this god damn cell.
Clive Dove, stuffed in the corner of Scotland Yards cell, stared at the dusty floor. He stayed deep in thought wanting so much to get out. He hadn't had a single visitor his whole time in prison. But who wanted to see him anyway? He was a villan, a terrorist. Tears started to stream down his face. "He won't want me anyway. Why do I even hope?" Luke? Would you love me if I hadn't done what I did? Would there have been any hope? Doubt it. Why would you want me? You could have any prettie girl in the world. Clive bit his lip wiping his tears.
Footsteps neared Clive's cell. "Dove, visitor for ye." The guard said as he unlocked the cell.
Clive furrowed his eye brows, standing slowly to his feet. A figure stood near the cell. Night had come so Clive couldn't make out who was there, "Hello, Clive. How are you doing?" That voice.
"Pr..Professor?" Clive was disbelieved. How long has it been? Nine years? Ten? "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to bail you out. The court has decided that you've been in here long enough."
Clives heart lifted. It can't be, can it? This is my chance. "What? That...That's impossible." Clive walked out of the cell looking at professor. "Thank you professor."
"It's time to go home."
Clive smiled softly, nodding.
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