EIGHTY ONE: Here to Help
"We have to get out of here."
Kel hissed earnestly, glancing around at the three captives.
Of the two with their eyes open, neither would meet her gaze.
"In two days, they will kill you," Kel whispered again. "Even you, Dash."
Her plea was met with silence.
Of the many scenarios that had crossed her mind, she hadn't given proper consideration to the fact that her friends may not even want to escape.
What should she do now?
While she frowned in frustration, finally Dash spoke up.
"Do you love him?"
His voice was hardly audible, his darkened eyes focused on Kel's neck, most likely on some kiss mark that hadn't been entirely concealed by her uniform.
"I-I guess s-I mean.." Kel was taken back by the sudden question. "That's not what's important right now."
"Did he trick you?" Dash persisted. "Is he holding you against your will?"