Chapter 19- Breakout

llllllllllllllllllllllll

A/N: Title is pretty much self-explanitory.

Enjoy.

(STILL ON DA SEVENTH APRIL :DDDD)

lllllllllllllllllllllllllll

I ran. It was getting easier and easier each time to do so.

I was never an athlete, but I'm pretty fast now.

I'm nearly home and I'm still not panting.

That's a huge plus.

I leap onto my windowsill.

I realised a little while ago that distance doesn't affect me as much as it used to.

Pretty cool, huh?

I slid in, pulled open a desk drawer, then stuffed another homemade pipe bomb in my boot.

I was really desperate.

I felt a small cut on my toe, and growled, focusing on Piko for the moment.

There were the guards, stabbing again.

Damn it.

I swore loudly, then said to him, I'm on my way.

He gave dim acknowledgement in return as a larger gash came in through my leg.

If they did my- his back again, we were screwed.

I was bounding my way back.

When I was finally close enough to where I was nearly in, they decided to do his arm.

I screamed with him as the dual pain rocketed from him to me.

I knew what they were doing, so I quickly notified him that I was there.

Then, I looked down with a jolt.

There was a rope that used to hang there, and I'd go down it.

It didn't reach all the way down, though. About three quarters down.

Now, the fringe was at my toes.

I swore, which went unnoticed over the guard's yellings. Piko knew, though, and attempted to come.

Attempted being the key word.

I crumpled, nearly falling off the ledge as another gash in my right thigh appeared. Again with the screams.

They still ignored me.

I knew I had to jump and hope I made it, so I prepared myself, biting my lips, that I backed up.

Gumi...

I leaped, missed, and screamed.

The scream stopped when my head hit the ground.

llllllllll

The throbbing pain was all that I was aware of.

I didn't have a concussion, as far as I could tell. I could remember everything.

A little too clearly.

I opened my eyes to bright light, which which made me hiss a bit.

Nobody noticed because nobody was in the room with me.

I heard my parents talking with someone else.

Again, I was bedridden.

How long had it been for this time?

I looked on either side of my bed and found nothing.

I tried contacting Piko, but to my alarm he was unconscious.

I leaped out of bed, trying to run. But my injury stopped me from going too far without getting horribly dizzy.

Growling oaths under my breath, I slid back into my bed, furious with myself.

I am such an idiot.

How did I manage to miss by at least three feet?

I'm an utter stupidity mess.

Footsteps. I swear a bit quieter.

Whoever it is is taking a looooong time to get here.

Finally, after at least a full minute, the door opens to reveal that same doctor who's watched me when I had that gash on my neck.

He's not smiling. And, behind him, run in my parents.

"Gumi!" It's my father who reaches me first.

"You... are in a world of trouble." My mother, panting heavily, like my father, stands doubled over next to me.

"We aren't sure if she's still possessed by it, so-"

"Wait- POSSESSED?!" My shout spurs me to my feet, and I'm furious. I am not possessed! Really, they're a lot of idiots.

"Yes, Miss Nemanon, it shall only take a few weeks-"

"I don't have a few weeks! I probably don't even have a day!"

"Miss-"

"Nothing's going to stop me! I have no time!"

I found that I was still wearing all my stuff, with the bomb down my boot.

My visions were whirling through my head at a dizzying rate, but I ignored them and focused on the general path that my secondary instinct was leading me to.

I was on it in moments, full out running despite the throbbing in my head.

lllllllllllll

I reached the cell to see him still there, beginning to arouse by the looks of it. I try to get him up faster, nervously pacing. Then, he blinks, and winces.

This is horrible pain. I don't know how you bear it so well.

Well, I just do.

He got up as quickly as his injuries allowed, and making sure not to aggravate any of them too much. He quickly raised his head so that it was under the window. I held on as he lowered me to the ground, then leapt off. I brushed off my skirt, then relaxed.

So, we need to get you out of here.

You're the one with the bomb up her boot, not me.

Right. I pulled it out, then felt a small lump in my throat. I checked for any other presence within thirty yards of the window. Only the other prisoner in the cell over was there, but the wall would protect them.

I was still not ready to use it, especially after having watched the Boston Marathon...

"It's not that hard, you know."

"I know."

"Just do it." I smile grimly, then let it charge before running back, ignoring my injuries.

Piko tucks me in.

Then, a boom echoes throughout the area as the bomb blasts a huge hole in the wall.

It's big enough.

Then, picking me up, Piko walks through the opening, to the bright, noon sky.

With my help, and his will, we ran.

llllllllll**********llllllllll