Prison For Life ✩ Hailee Steinfeld (G!P)

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Chapter One — Guess Who's Back?
Hailee's POV:

BUZZ. THE GATES OPENED UP to allow me outside, I took a breath of the fresh air I haven't been able to inhale for the longest time. It's now January 7th, 2022. Prison is not for the weak — I'll tell you that — and spending four years in there almost broke my mind. The only reason I got really early was because of good behavior and overcrowding. There were way worst people than I who was placed in there. Thank god I left, too many people would try to trample on me.

It was a beautiful day... I didn't know what day it actually was. I never had a calendar but I did hear someone say it was January 7th, no clue what day of the week it is though. I didn't have many thoughts when I was in there — i had an empty mind for most of time, and if I ever did have something — or someone, it was always my girlfriend. I never really knew how Y/N was doing, when she came to visit me, we never talked about her or how things at home were doing. She said that Sylvia was barely holding up, especially since she was kinda pissed at Andrew so she refused to see him as often as Y/N saw me. We talked almost everyday and when we couldn't — I would write her letters, that's what I did. When I couldn't sleep, I would have stacks of papers on my bunk where I would write love letters for her or songs that I think she'd like.

Closing my eyes, I slowly stretched my arms out. Los Angeles is a beautiful city, but I preferred to be at home. Home was where my girlfriend was. I know for the longest time, Y/N was hesitant to come visit me because of her father. I don't even think Marshall will even let me near her again.

A busted, red-orange Volkswagen quickly pulled in front of me, harshly coming to a stop. The window slowly rolled down as I spotted Andrew in the drivers seat, a devilish smile on his face. "They suspended my license but we need a way home to surprise our girls." He winked which made me smile a little but to be honest, I don't even know if our girls are actually our girls anymore. I wouldn't blame them if they found someone else who isn't associated with any crimes. "Get in, bitch."

I rolled my eyes playfully but reluctantly jumped in the passengers seat anyway, sliding my seat belt on when I settled in. Andrew suddenly took off which made me grip the handles of the door. "Slow the fuck down unless you wanna go back to jail." I cursed as Andrew just laughed, if you tell me, he got crazier in jail. Must've been because he spent so long away from Sylvia.

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Y/N and I had a house just west of the main city in LA, it was quaint and perfect for the two of us. Sylvia had her own place after kicking Andrew to the curb, I think she was taking this harder than most. Andrew seemed like such an innocent guy but once you get to know him... he's everything but innocent.

Exiting the car, Andrew took longer than I did since I was more than ready to see Y/N. I stared at the door for what felt like forever, hesitancy rushed through my body as I slowly rang the door bell. It only took a minute — yes I counted in my head — for the door to be swung open and for me to be engulfed in the biggest hug I've ever experienced. I already knew it was my girl: she was clinging tightly to me, her hands gripping the shirt I was wearing (that I was also arrested in), her tears stained it as her face was stuffed in my chest. "Hi, my darling." I would whisper in her ear, brushing back her hair. Her beautiful Y/H/C hair was curled into a high ponytail that was kinda slicked back. She wore my sweats and one of my t-shirts, she was wearing no makeup — and quite frankly she didn't even need it — her bright Y/E/C eyes glimmered in the light. I could feel myself falling in love with her all over again.