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A week of tests, all of which I passed, and still I wasn't released. I had no tendencies to kill again, why would I? My family was dead, and what was left of my aunts and uncles had moved out of the state. But we had a plan, as Oliver and I had decided in our meeting this morning, I was to meet him under the stairs on the main floor at six after dinner. And all I had to do was kill time and wait.
The minutes ticked by but finally five fifty-six came around, and I hid quietly under the stairs. Just when I was beginning to worry, Oliver walked over with a long coat and a box.
"Are you ready?"
I nodded, glancing at the guard by the door.
"What's the plan?"
He watched the guard while helping me put the large coat on that swallowed my figure.
"We'll walk out the door, we'll walk straight to my car. Do you understand?"
He handed me the box.
"What do you mean? How do we get passed the guard?"
"Like I said, walk."
Nodding I started walking next to Oliver as we crossed to the door, Oliver stopping to light a cigarette for the guard. Smiling to myself I breathed in the clear air as I stepped into the passenger seat and sunk down so I wouldn't be spotted by Frank, who had came out after us. The pair exchanged a few words before Oliver climbed into the driver's side and we were driving away from Briarcliff. As soon as we passed the gate I broke out in a giant grin and had a few tears slip.
"I'm free."
I whispered and Oliver smiled at me before focusing on the road.
"Thank you Oliver, for everything, I wouldn't have been able to get out if it weren't for you."
He glanced at me.
"You are the one person that doesn't belong in a place like that."
I laughed and laid back in the seat.
"Do you mind if I take a short nap until we get to your house?"
"Go ahead."
I smiled and easily fell into a light sleep until the car finally stopped, opening one eyes I yawned and sat up.
"We're here, come on."
I nodded and quickly got out of the car before following Oliver into his house.
"Make yourself at home."
He flipped on a light and I looked around.
"So what's the plan?"
"Well, for now, you have had a very stressful day, so I'm going to prescribe something to take the edge off."
I smirked and took a seat in one of the chairs.
"And what did you have in mind?"
He smirked.
"A big delicious glass of wine."
I sighed and laid my head back.
"I haven't had wine in years."
He smiled.
"White or red."
"Mmm, red, please."
He nodded before disappearing into the kitchen, looking around for a moment I noticed all the custom furniture.
"That would make since."
I nodded to myself, already coming to the conclusion that my friend was Bloody Face, not Kit Walker. Walking into the kitchen I smiled at him, easily accepting the glass, watching him with intelligent eyes.
"I noticed all the future, custom made isn't it?"
Oliver gave me a look before nodding.
"A little hobby of mine."
I nodded and took a seat on the counter, gently sipping at the wine, enjoying the taste for a moment.
"So good, what do you use?"
He continued to look at me in that way, like he was trying to dig into my mind and see what I was planning.
"Skin, mostly."
I nodded and took another long sip.
"What do you plan to do with me Oliver?"
I watched as his guard went up.
"I haven't decided yet."
I nodded and slipped off the counter, easily handing him my empty glass.
"Do you mind if I go ahead and go to bed? I haven't slept in a real bed in years."
He took my glass and nodded.
"Of coarse, second door on the left."
I nodded and started walking towards the hall, easily finding the room Oliver mentioned, smiling when I spotted a large king size bed. Running over I grinned and jumped on the bed, sighing in bliss at the comfort I had missed for so long before falling into the deepest sleep I have ever had.
I know it's short but tell me what you think anyway, until tomorrow!