CHAPTER 12 : Hold I'm For Your Life

"Adrian," I whispered into the dark cell. Adrian, who was curled up in the left corner shifted, moving from his back to his side until he was facing me. His eyes slowly drew open as he searched for the source of the voice. His eyes landed on me.

"Mar-cus?" He croaked out as he managed to sit up.

"Yes, it's me," I told him as I nodded.

"What are you doing here?" He winced as he forced his body to rise. He was still in pain and I wished I could do something to alleviate that pain, but I couldn't. I didn't have enough power left in me to do anything; I'd used up most of what I could summer up to get down here.

It hadn't been easy, I'd been almost caught at least three times, but I was dead set on getting down here. I had to see him, I was worried about him. How could I not be? He'd already been hurt enough and I hated that I was powerless to break these bars and set him free. He didn't deserve to be locked up. He didn't deserve to be here.