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14

Keegan Brown
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"So, why are you here?" My new cell mate, Jack Johnson asked.
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"Oh, I was a drug dealer..." I replied.
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He chuckled and lifted his eyebrow, "That's it? You were just a drug dealer?"
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"Uh, okay. Why are you here then?"
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"I murdered someone, no big deal."
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I looked at him wide eyes as he smirked. Why would they put my in the same cell as a fucking murderer? I just sold drugs, I didn't kill anyone.
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"What? How?" I quietly asked.
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"It's a long story." He sighed.
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"Hey, I got time..." I raised my shoulders.
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"Fine, long story short, I murdered my dad."
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To make things worse, he killed his own dad. Not some random person, but the man who raised him. "What? Your own dad? How could you even do that?"
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"See, you're quick to judge, Keegan. You don't know why I murdered him."
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"Well why? Was he abusive? Did he try killing you? You know, murdering someone isn't such a good solution!" I yelled out.
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"It's none of your fucking business why I killed him! I'm probably going to be in jail all my life! You're not going to be here for long, I saw your little boyfriend Jack Gilinsky talking to the police begging you to come out!" He stood up and paced around the small area.
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I furrowed my eyebrows together and wondered, "How do you know his name? Oh, and he isn't my boyfriend. We have a complicated relationship."
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"We were best friends."
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"You were best friends? What happened?"
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"Yeah, we were best friends since kindergarten. We were practically brothers. Two years ago, when I told him I was gay, he asked who I liked and I said I had feelings for him. Then he never spoke to me since."
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I couldn't believe Jack would do that to him. They could've worked things out, and Johnson wanted to. but Jack denied.
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"Oh, I'm so sorry, Jack." I said smiling and putting my hands out for a hug. Yeah, we just met, but I felt like he needed one at the moment.
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He smiled and hugged me back. "When you leave, Keegan, make sure to visit me often."