Brooklynne's POV:
"Nash! Come back! Please!" I cried again as loud as I could.
"Nash! *cough cough cough*" I yelled in half volume with almost no air.
The smoke started to fill the room and burn my eyes. I was shaking and jumping, pulling on my wrists, and digging the cuffs into my skin. I could feel the heat of the blood running down my arms but I no longer cared if my hands came off if it meant that I got out of here alive. I was screaming as loud as I could and crying while I tried to get off of this damn wall! The clamps the cuffs were hooked to just wouldn't break off!
"Brooke!" I heard Nash's voice but the smoke was getting thick and I was coughing.
"Nash! Get me.........*cough*.....out of here.......*cough*"
He ran over to where I was and he grabbed hold of the cuf
