Climb Up

Ava Wilson POV

"Do it," I simply announced, nodding my head, fully prepared to take the plunge.

It's just the first floor, nothing terrible can happen, right?

I can't help but feel scared, considering I already got injured falling down the stairs. Who knows what might occur if I were to fall from the first floor? With my head still throbbing from the previous accident, it definitely wouldn't end well.

"Let's go," Mark squealed, his facial muscles relaxing, revealing a beaming smile.

He began fashioning a rope out of the bed sheets, and Amelia stepped forward to assist him.

Deep down, I knew this wasn't the wisest course of action. If anyone were to catch us in the act, they'd probably think we've lost our minds or escaped from a mental institution.

"Done," Mark spoke as he walked toward the window.

He threw the rope out, securing the other end to the edge of the bed, attempting to ensure its stability. It didn't look entirely secure, and Mark gave me a sceptical look. However, I had n