06| Prison visit

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                        Eden Harper                           ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

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Eden Harper
                       ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

"Swear that actually happened," Josette scoffed in disbelief, almost smiling.

"On my mum's life." I swore.

"Wait, how the fuck are you going on a date with a guy and I'm still single?" Danielle narrowed her eyes.

"First off, it wasn't a date and second of all maybe because you're unlucky," I shrugged spritzed some perfume on me.

Danielle playfully rolled her eyes at me and turned her attention back to her phone.

"Do you think Serenity will be happy to see you?" Josette inquired.

Serenity is my younger sister, we're four in total.

And I am the oldest.

Me, Dahlia, Leon, and last but not least Serenity.

"Let's see, I've not visited her in prison for two weeks, she has a temper and she might through a tantrum so yes and no."

"Fair enough." Elle gave a small nod.

I was wearing black leggings, and a white shirt and on top was a slightly oversized hoodie.

I wore socks and slides as well.

"I'll be back in about 2 hours," I told them and waved them before descending the stairs and exiting the house.

"Eden!" I heard a familiar voice yell my name.

I looked up to see Antonio.

"Hey," I waved at him.

"Are you going somewhere?" He asked.

"Uh yeah," I responded.

"Okay, get in." He said.

"Don't worry it's fine." I shook my head.

I didn't want him to know that I'm going to a prison.

"Just get in." He insisted and I had no choice but to.

"So, where are you going to?" He inquired and set off on the road.

"A prison." I muttered.

"A prison?" He asked in disbelief, almost smiling. "Why though?"

"I don't wanna talk about it."

He nodded in understanding.

"Do you enjoy living?" He asked out of the blue.

"Sometimes," I sighed.

"Want to talk about it?" He inquired.

"Nope," I muttered.

"It's alright then angel," he responded with a small smile.

Once we reached the prison I told him about, he parked.

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