61) Brandon!

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I heard hybrid footsteps coming back in my direction. "Now shut up before you get me killed," I whispered one last time into the earpiece and shut it off.

I took a deep shaky breath in through my mouth and tried not to vomit.

(A/N: mental block timeeeee)

  Do I let them pass by?

  Yes, I'll just let them pass and get some distance between us before —

  Unless they smell me and kill me.

  — Before I make another ruckus and start the process over. Just let them pass.

  Unless they smell me and kill me.

  Yes I heard you the first time.

  I doubt they'll pass by again without noticing anything.

  . . . Ugh.

Better go now while they're still far enough away that I might have a chance to run.

But it's so fast outside. It's slow in here.

It's because of the lack of oxygen intake. And I thought I wanted out of here.

  What if I just stopped breathing? Then I wouldn't hate it in here.

  Then I'd be dead.

  Darn it.

(A/N: I know that was confusing but Maria's mind gets a little crazy when she's in these sorts of situations)

The footsteps are closer now. Too close.

Time to run.

So I ran.

I made sure to be as light on my feet as possible to lessen the noise. Not that that's going to do me all much good, but it's the thought that counts.

~*~*~*~

Okay the hybrids got sick of my distracting way earlier than what would have been convenient.

"Okay guys, how we doing? Most of the hybrids have broken off to find y'all so you need to get it done fast if you haven't already," I said as I turned back on the earpiece.

  "Ah, Maria, nice of you to join us again," Brandon was the first to speak, and by the malice in his voice, I can tell he is not happy with me.

  "Yeah you little sh*t, welcome back," Rose chimed in.

  Yeah. . . They've never been too fond of when I switch up the plan on them.

  "Haha," I awkwardly laugh, "Are you guys almost ready?" I made sure to move on.

  "We've been ready," Cali snapped.

  "Well okay then, everything can move on as planned. Go out the assigned exits —"

  "We know," I bet you can guess who snapped.

  Geez.

  "I know you know. Sorry, I just get carried away sometimes."

  "Well —"

  "Hey, where's Jason?" I cut her off.

(A/N: that moment you forget if one of your own protagonists' names is spelled Jayson or Jason because he's literally just Wolfie to you)

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