Runaway Felons (A Michael Clifford Fan Fiction)

Chapter 5

"Escape with me."

I was left speechless.

I got so confused. Why's he asking me this?

"What?", I asked.

"I said, escape with me. Let's plan one. The sooner the better."

"Why are you asking me this after your shitty outbursts?", I asked. Is he being serious right now? I swear to god, he's bipolar. Sometimes, he's calm, neutral, and he doesn't give a damn. Also, at one point, he's always mad and irritable. You're so confusing, Michael, and I do not know why I am so interested in getting to know you better.

"You don't want to get out of this shit hole?"

 "I do.", I muttered. 

He stood up and threw his hands in the air like he's so done with me. I couldn't figure out what he's feeling, but I'm pretty sure he's unhappy.

"If you want to, then join me!"

I sighed in defeat. I don't want him to ruin me. His plan may be a good idea, but what if it fails? What if I could never leave jail and could never see my family again?

"Because.. because it's not that easy, Michael. It's easy for you to say that, but there are chances that it would result to a total failure!", I exclaimed.

He grimaced at me. I tried to look away from his tall stature, but I heard his footsteps draw nearer and nearer. the next thing I knew, he already caught hold of my arm. The intensity of his hold was burning. He pulled me towards him so he could look at me straight in the eye. I felt my cheeks flush as he exhaled too close to my face. 

"We're not going to fail, if you cooperate.", he whispered.

"Take your hand off me, Michael. You- you're hurting me.", I mumbled, trying to evade his stare as I diverted my sight to the concrete floor. He finally let go of me and his hand left a red mark on my pale arm.

"I'm sorry.", he said, pleading. "But please, Lily. Please consider the plan!"

 I scoffed at his words. I really want to consider, but I'm just so unsure. I looked at him. I could see the madness in his eyes. 

"Why, Michael? Why not Martino? Or somebody else? Why does it have to be me? I'm weak. I'm not valiant at all.", I cried. "Why me?"

Then I felt Michael's arms around me. He was warm unlike his cold persona. He's actually hugging me.  

"Because you're all i need.", he whispered. I gently pushed him away, looking at him intently straight in the eyes."You heard me. You're all I need, Lily. I don't know what's up with you, but I always felt the need to be closer to you all the fucking time! I always questioned myself, does this girl have a voodoo doll with her to curse me to fall for her every single day? It feels weird, Lily! I've never been like this! Ever since your act brought you to jail, I started becoming too fond of you. Hiding these emotions was too difficult for me and I know you know that. Considering I've been really malevolent towards you and all. I'm just so sick of pretending that I don't fancy you, because I really do! I fucking like you!"

I sat down on his cot. Staring blankly at the dull-colored wall in front of my. The tears continuously streamed down my face. 

"So that night.." I started. "You were sober.. Everything.. You were aware of everything?"

He sat down beside me, sighing. "I was", he said. Then it happened again. His lips crashed on to mine. But it was quick one. He wiped away the tears on my face and kissed my forehead. "I'm so sorry, Lily."

I leaned my head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm asround me. It was silent, and for the first time, I actually liked the silence. After the intensity of everything that had happened, the silence calmed me. It was like the rainbow after the rain and it felt grand. I could sense a little smile forming on Michael's lips at that moment, because I felt a smile forming on mine as well. He gently took my hand and started lacing his fingers to mine.

"I actually feel the same as you do, Michael", I whispered.

"I know you did. You were always so clingy", he chuckled as I nudged him. "It's actually quite wonderful having some feelings like this, Lily. It's such a shock to me, but it's actually quite nice. What's funny is that among all of the people, It's a murderer whom I like."

"Well you're an arsonist too, so it's a fairplay."

"God. We are the most dangerous couple ever. Both literally and figuratively", he said.

"Couple?". I asked him with a smirk. 

"Do any of us have any choice?", he replied with also a smirk on his lips.

"I guess not.", I said as I lied down my head on his lap. "About the escape.."

"Do you concur?"

"Yeah. Let's do this."

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The next few days, we've been planning for an escape as we found out that there's going to be an extra-curricular activity for the inmates to commemorate the foundation of the building fifty years ago. All of the inmates were crammed altogether in the cafeteria which smelled like onions and fish that day. The cops let us watch some videos of dancing inmates and instructed us that we're going to do the same. Whilst the others were watching the videos forcibly, Michael and I began our plan. We're planning to escape on the day of the feast in five days. Michael drew a little diagram of the prison and marked all of the possible guardless spots during Foundation day. 

"I'm actually quite nervous, Michael", I told him because It's true.

"Who wouldn't be nervous, Lily? I promise you, it's going to work out.", he said. He left a peck on my forehead as a sign of his assurance.

"But when we actually escape, where are we going to hide?"

"We're gonna run as far as we can. We're gonna be social casualties by that time. I mean, we already are. So what? We have each other."

"You're so cheesy", I laughed. "So what's the first thing we need to do to accomplish this second level of being social casualties?"

"Kill Officer Hughes, of course", he said.

Kill. I've done that.. subconsciously. But if I did it one time, I could do it again.

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