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Ch. 2 In Hiding
Pain was all I could feel. My eyes felt really heavy. My mind couldn't process anything. It felt like they were fused together. I tried to remember the last thing that happened. I was running after Danika and Michael and the next thing I know I felt this horrible pain then I fainted. I had to admit running with Danika wasn't what I thought it would be. I didn't expect to be chased by cops, and hit by cars among other things.
"Do you think she'll be alright?" A familiar voice said. It was obviously my best friends voice.
"I'm sure she'll be fine" A gruff voice said. It was a new voice, one I never heard before.
"I still think we should go still bring her to the hospital, Fish" this voice was different then the last one. He had a Spanish accent.
"We can't risk getting caught. She seems to be coming around" I knew that too voice. Michael. The vision of those deep blue eyes suddenly appeared in my mind. They were the most bluish eyes I ever seen. I didn't know eyes could be that blue.
"Paigey, Paigey can you hear me" My friend said loudly.
"Danika" I said weakly. I slowly opened my eyes. My friend face was a little blurry at first but quickly came into focused.
"Paige thank god. How are you feeling" Danika said with concern. It was then that I noticed the others. One man was obviously Latino, another had hair that looked like it needed a comb through it, another who was very muscular, one who was African American, and one who looked to be the oldest of the group.
"Can you stand" The guy who was very muscular said.
"I'm not sure?" I said truthfully. I tried to sit up. The pain was so intense. I didn't even realize I was screaming.
"We have to get her to Sara" Michael said.
"Mike, we can't" The muscle guy said.
"Who's Sara?" I asked with tears in my eyes.
"She's a doctor. She'll be able to help us" Michael said.
"Who are you" I asked weakly.
"Well you know Michael" The muscle man began. Michael smiled "That man over there is called Haywire" He said pointing at the man with the crazy hair. He looked really tired. " C-note, Abruzzi, and Sucre , I'm Lincoln by the way" The man called Lincoln smiled.
"Pleasure" I said mustering the energy to say just that one word. The man named Haywire didn't say a word. He looked a bit out of it.
"Easy there chicka, you took one nasty hit" Sucre said warmly. He was really nice.
"This chick is hardcore. She took a hit from a moving vehicle" The man called C-note praised. I smiled. He reminded me of my father. The other man Abruzzi didn't look as friendly. He had graying hair which was combed over.
"Get some rest, Paigey." Danika said kindly.
"Here's a pain killer. This should help you relax" Lincoln said handing me the white pill and a glass of water.
"Where are we?" I asked Danika.
"Don't tell her anything! We don't know if she can be trusted" Abruzzi said. I suddenly felt a strong dislike for the man. How am I supposed to stay in hiding if I didn't know where we were at. The stupid man didn't know anything about me.
"Abruzzi!" Michael warned.
"At least she's better than T-Bag" Sucre argued as if this settled the matter. I was very grateful to him. That made a lot of sense even though I didn't know who the hell this T-Bag was. I had to be better than a man named T-Bag.
A few days of recuperation and I was back to my old self. Thankfully nothing was broken. I was really lucky that my leg was not broken. They didn't even have to get the woman named Sara. I didn't need for us to risk any of us being caught. Abruzzi already didn't trust me or Danika. I learned that they broke out of Fox River Penitentiary and have been on the run every since.
"You look well" Michael said a week into hiding. I was finally able to get out of bed. I learned that we were in an abandon warehouse somewhere outside of Illinois. We had to leave soon to go into the woods.
"I feel much better. The bruising has even gown down" I said smiling. I thought it was very sweet of him to check up on me like this. He wasn't wearing the nice suit he was wearing when I meet him anymore. He looked like a guy on the run now. I was now able to notice stuff that I didn't before. I didn't notice the tattoos. They were all over his body. I never saw tattoos like that before.
"Nice tattoos" I said appreciatively.
"Thanks. They hurt like a bitch when I had them done." Michael said smiling.
"Why did you get a full body one?" I asked. The tattoos interested me for some reason. They were stunning. My mother disapproved of tattoos but I always had a fascination with them.
"For convenience " He said slyly. I could tell this was all he was going to say on the matter. I didn't press him. This made Michael Scofield even more interesting to me
Two days later we left the warehouse. We went into the nearby woods. We walked in the woods all. At night fall we found a cave. Lincoln and Sucre made the fire. We had three tents in all. Danika and I got our own tent. My mother would throw a fit if I sleep in the same tent as a guy.
"I think we should be safe here for now. We should stay here for a while" Michael said to Lincoln.
"It's better than being in the SHU" Lincoln said bitterly.
"SHU is solitary confinement in prison" Danika explained when I gave her a questioning look. I yawned.
"Did you eat today" Danika whispered.
"Yes" I defended. I didn't want to get into that again.
"Just checking" She said smiling. I sighed. I noticed the guy Haywire.
"Doesn't he ever sleep?" I asked.
"No he has a condition that makes it impossible for him to sleep" Michael explained. I couldn't imagine not sleeping. I would never say this but Haywire crept me out somehow.
"I'm going to bed" Abruzzi said standing up.
"He doesn't like us being here does he?" I asked the group.
"Abruzzi means nothing by it. He's somewhat nicer when you really get to know him. At least he didn't chop of your toes" Michael said brightly. I looked at him. Where did that come from?
"My first few weeks at prison he had my toes chopped off" Michael explained noticing the horrified look on my face. Lincoln grunted at this.
"He's lucky I didn't beat him to a pulp!" He said savagely. I noticed that Lincoln was really defensive of Michael. I didn't know why. Maybe they were cellmates in prison.
"He'll get use to us, wouldn't he?" Danika asked. I noticed something silver on the ground. It was a gun.
"Is this yours" I asked Lincoln.
"No, I think it's Abruzzi's" Lincoln said.
"I'll bring it to him" I said deciding last minute. It might help in the situation.
"Abruzzi" I said.
"Yes" He said opening the tent.
"Is this yours?" I asked giving showing him the gun.
"Oh thanks" He said.
"Is that a 32" caliber. I recognize it" I told him. He looked mildly impressed.
"I have 2 older brothers" I explained.
"Oh. Have you ever shot one?" He asked.
"Naw, my parents would never let me" I said.
"Hmm, they have good reason. Some guns have a strong kick. You look like you could fall over while shooting the gun. You're so thin" Abruzzi said thoughtfully. I blushed. I hated anyone mentioning anything about my weight.
"Good night Abruzzi" I said turning to leave.
"Hey Red" The old man called. I turned around.
"Just so you know. Some of the convicts aren't as nice as us. You might want to keep this" He said passing me the gun. I looked at him shocked.
"Why?" I said confused.
"Do you think that is the only gun I have?" He asked.
"No" I said truthfully.
"It might come in useful later on he shrugged. I nodded. These men that I now find myself associated with now were strange, but for some reason I felt just as safe with them as I was with my parents. I could only image, what my mother would say to me now. She would most likely have a heart attack that I was in the company of such man. I frowned at the thought. I frowned at the thought. I was beginning to wonder when I would see my family again.