Chapter 19: Escape Plan [1]
Hours Later
*Lights Dimming Down Automatically*
Hiro was having a hard ti sleeping, he would just close his eyes but it was still the sa darkness for him and it made him feel uneasy. He imagined his mom and dad smiling at him warmly, Shinzo scolding him. His eyes watered just by the thought of it, he won’t be able to see them again, that thought kept lingering in his head as the faint mory flooded in, his dad’s words like a ringtone.
Hiro could still rember his dad’s words to him that night, when he said he was sorry, the birthday present, about having a good ti. And Shinzo convinced him to forgive his dad, all he could feel was the regret of ignoring him. The tears welled up more in his eyes.
The tears drip from Hiro’s eyes, wetting the sheets instantly. He rembers the headset his dad gave him for his birthday, the last ti he held it. ’I never got to tell him, thank you’. Hiro thought painfully, he didn’t even know if he would ever get the chance to and that pained him to the core.
’You can’t cry forever Hiro’.
’And we can’t change what happened, stop being a crybaby’.
Yuki’s words rang in his head like a reminder, his fist clenched in a tight hold against the covers. ’Damn her’. He thought.
*Irons Shearing Together*
Hiro’s ear twitched at the sound, it went on and on and it made Hiro’s body flinch in annoyance at the sound of it. It ca again and this ti loudly, Hiro sat up with a start annoyed.
"Ten is that you?!" Hiro hissed.
"Oops... Sorry didn’t an to wake you up!"
"I wasn’t asleep, even if I wanted to I can’t with that annoying sound". Hiro’s face was forward when he talked, but then he turned in the direction of Ten’s voice.
"Wait, were you crying?!"
Hiro looks away.
"No!" he said in defiance, wiping his cheeks with the back of his hand. He faced him once again.
"And what are you doing?! It’s late!"
"Trying to make my tools".
Ten’s bed was out of the bed stance, he was ssing around with the irons beneath, twisting and bending them out of the layers.
"Tools? For what?"
"Of course to tamper with the elevator, I can’t do it with my hands... So this bed Iron can serve as my best option" Ten said smirking deviously as his glasses shine blank white.
Hiro’s expression changed at his words, Ten bent the small iron out, shaping it to point straight.
"Still going on your suicide plan huh... ".
"Am surprised you’re against it, I thought you couldn’t stand here
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