i wake up hearing an officer banging on my cell. "visitor" the officer says.
i get up and walk over to the officer he places the handcuffs on me.
i thought i made it clear to my mom i didn't want to see her again.
he takes me to the room and takes my handcuffs off. i see elizabeth. i go and sit down.
she smiles at me and i smile back. "hey" she smiles. "hi" i say back. "i missed you, how've you been?" she asks. "i've missed you too and i've been okay, how about you?" i tell her. "well i've been well, i moved out to the city, and just got a job offering in new york, i'm getting my life together and it's getting so much better" she says.
"i'm so happy for you" i tell her. "i wanted to come to you and say goodbye since i'll be moving out to new york and i don't ever plan on coming back, i just wanted to tell you when you get out move on from this and move on from him" she says.
"i know i should but it's hard" i tell her. "i know it's going to be hard to just forget about him but trust me it'll help you so much and leave this town and forget about your mom who doesn't deserve you and if you ever need a friend i'll always be here for you, i may not be here but i am one call away" she smiles.
"thank you elizabeth i needed this" i tell her. "oh and here" she slides over a package of chocolate donuts. "i needed these" i smile. "i know you did, but bye kyra hopefully i'll see you again one day i love you and take my advice okay?" she says i can tell she wants to cry.
"i will and i love you too thank you again" i smile. "of course" she smiles. we both stand up and walk away, knowing we will never see each other again.
i walk to the officer to go back to my cell and get my handcuffs on.
elizabeth and i were once in high school and now we're here her about to live her life and me still stuck in a fucking cell. i'll be out of here in a couple of months, it's just i don't even know where i'm gonna start.
i lay back down and wait for lunch to come.
vinnies pov
lunch comes around and i go to the cafeteria.
i get my food and take a seat.
some guy comes up to me i continue to eat. "hey i'm
dylan" he takes out his hand for me to shake. "vinnie" i respond and shake his hand.
he sits down in front of me. "i heard about you" he says. "yeah i think everyone has, you're new here?" i ask. "uhh yeah got here a couple days ago" he says.
"why are you here, no offense you look like a sixteen year old high school boy" i tell him."well i'm not" he laughs. "so why are you here?" i ask. "drugs" he says.
"feels like everyone is here for drugs, my, well this girl she's here for the same reason about to get out of here" i tell him. why did i decide to bring kyra into this conversation.
"oh who is she" he asks, of course he will ask. "her names kyra me and her escaped together and now we're back here, i'm here for life and well she's here for a couple of more months, then i'll never see here again, it's not like i'll ever see her here in prison anyway though" i laugh at the fact i just told him my whole situation.
"yeah prison relationships don't really work out or so i heard" he says. "well you aren't wrong" i say.
"so why are you here, i know about the whole escape thing but other reason?" he asks. "i robbed a band and supposedly killed someone but in reality never killed someone it was my friend" i explain to him.
"why would they think it was you" he asks, "i'm a psychopath" i respond. his face changes and he looks frightened now. i laugh, "it's fine i take medication for it i was diagnosed with it when i was younger, i can control it to an extent" his face calms down.
"what do you mean to do extent" he asks, "well the anger can still get the best of me sometimes with the medication or not" i tell him.
"why couldn't they just take you to a psychiatric hospital or a therapist?" he asks. "who knows really i guess they just never thought about it" i shrug.
"so are you in love with that girl though?" he asks. "her names kyra, and i am in love with her but i'll never be able to be with her" i tell him.
"maybe one day you can escape again" he tells me. i look up at him and stare, "maybe i can one day" i never really thought about that. if i do it again one day i'll just need to make sure i don't fuck up and get caught again.
"well it was nice talking to you" dylan says. "nice talking to you too" i say to dylan, before he stands up and walks away.
all i want to do is talk to kyra there has to be some way i need to come up with a plan.
the officer calls all of us back and i get up and leave. he puts handcuffs on me and walks me back to my cell.
once i get there he takes them off of me and i go sit on the bed. i sit there and try to think of a plan anything that will let me see her again.
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a/n next chapter big plot twist
