“We get one of the witches out,” He chewed on his bottom lip. “That’s the only way.”
I shook my head. “That’s too dangerous.”
“You’re the one that said all of this would be dangerous.” He shook his head. “You thinkthisis dangerous? Our lives were in danger the moment he brought us here. We will be lucky if we make it out alive, you have to understand that. We might die.”
A nervous laugh escaped my lips. “We willnotdie. I won’t let us. I won’t let you die.”
He shook his head like he had already accepted his impending doom. “Then we will talk with Sheeva, but not right away. She will work with us and the cook. We are going to have to make a massive distraction that might kill someone, do you understand?”
“They have to know the risks before we involve them,” I pulled my shirt over my head then shimmied my jeans off. We couldn’t come out of this bathroom without the evidence that we indeed showered together. They would be watching. He averted his eyes while I stepped under the spray and scrubbed my hair.
“I can promise you, they know the risks and they are completely okay with them.”
“And you know your granny will for sure help?” I closed my eyes as the soap ran down my face and near my mouth. I tiled my head back to rinse the shampoo out before I lathered up my hands in conditioner. At least they had given me the good stuff. My blonde hair wasn’t dying in here.
“Yes, I promise you that she will be willing to do whatever it takes to get you out.”
My eyes snapped open as his words dawned on me. There was still soap on my eyelids. I blinked as the burning set in and tears leaked from my eyes. “You’re getting out of here too.”
Lucas shook his head. He sat hunched over on the toilet seat and wouldn’t look at me. I was somewhat relieved over that but I couldn’t get a feel for his emotions without seeing his face. All the steam in the bathroom didn’t make it easy to smell his emotions either. I ran my hands over my eyes. Lucas finally whispered, “We will not tell them I am here, do you understand me?”
I kept the water running as I grabbed a towel off of the rack beside the shower door and ran it over my face before I stepped out into the cold air. “Why? Why can’t they know you’re here?”
Lucas looked up as I was wrapping the towel around my torso. “They already lost me once. If something happens while we are fighting to get out of here, then I don’t want them to go through the emotions of having to lose me again or knowing they could have had me. I don’t want them to go through the ‘what ifs’. You let me die and you leave me dead if something happens. You don’t let them wonder or harbor pain over me.” The emotions waging war on his face were enough for me to promise him that I wouldn’t say anything. He showered quickly while I stewed over what he said.
When he got out of the shower and wrapped the towel around his waist, he smiled. “No more bad thoughts like death, okay?”
All I could manage was a nod and a fake smile. We had to play the part coming out of the bathroom together. Surprisingly enough Damian wasn’t waiting for us like I thought he would be. Micah was lounging on my bed this time.
“We have five minutes to talk before the cameras click back on.”
Lucas snorted out a laugh. “What the f-”
“What are you planning?” I interrupted Lucas and stared daggers down at Micah. Lucas and I both still had towels wrapped around us.
“I know you are planning something and I want in. No matter what it is. I am one of the only ones that can get in and out of this place without suspicion.” He shrugged likeduh.
“We need to get one of the witches out.”
Micah pressed his lips together. “The only way that’s going to happen is if one of them dies.”
I shrugged. “So be it. Magic is a powerful thing.”
Micah bit his lip. “No, you don’t understand. Damian’s power far surpasses any other witch I have ever encountered. Now that you have allied yourself with the witches, he will be looking for you to try something with them.”
I shook my head. “Then we cannot plan this. We can’t go forward. I won’t sacrifice anyone for my cause. We will have to think of something else.”
