Molly's P.O.V
I regained conciousness when Berny got me to prison and they threw water over me, I saw about 4 guards stood over me.
"Ah she's up" One of them said,
"Hello Molly, here's your uniform i hope you like it, it's what you'll be wearing for the next 45 years" One of them smirked as they all chuckled around me, i was handed an orange jump suit, i was ordered to go and change into it, in a small room and hand the clothes i was wearing back to them,
When i emergered i was shown to a cell, that had 2 small bed's either side that looked in bad condition, the walls were grey, the bedsheets were once white and were now a faded yellow colour, the pillow was squashed and the matress..flat.
"Here you are your cell mate will be back soon" The guard said pushing me into the cell, and locking the door, i looked around, not that their was much to look at, and decided on taking the bed on the left, there i sat and just thought about everything.
A couple of minutes later the door was opened and then closed again and i looked up to see a girl with long brown hair, in the orange jumpsuit much like mine but with differant numbers on the front, she had bright blue eyes, a few spots, with a side fringe.
"Oh hi i'm vanessa" She smiled at me,
"Molly" I smiled,
"How did you end up in here then?" She laughed slightly before sitting on the opposite bed,
"Well i have a loooooong criminal record and tonight i got dared to steal the cop care belonging to my former like mother of mine, so here i am" I smiled abit,
"Wow badASS" She emphasised, i just laughed,
"How did you get in here anyway?" I asked,
"Oh i got accused of stealing a necklace or tiara worth millions or something" She shrugged,
"You don't remember?" I asked,
"Well when you've been here a few years you kinda forget, oh and it helped that i didn't actually do it" She said.
"Why are you hear if you didn't even do it?" I asked,
"Molly, rule number one, never believe a criminal" She laughed,
"You just don't seem like the type of person that would do such a thing" I laughed,
"You don't seem like the type either" She smiled towards me,
"Yeah i was then i kinda changed then well now i'm here" I shrugged at her,
"How did you change?" She said tilting her head to the side abit,
"Well i moved in with this band and at first i hated them but then we became friends and they changed and so did i" I laughed abit,
"Do you think they'll bail you out?" She asked,
"I hope so, but i'm not counting on it" I said,
"Well it's late we should probebly get some rest, and don't worry it isnt as bad here as you might think some of the people here are really nice" Vanessa smiled at me,
Oh i hope i wont be here long.
-2 Weeks later-
I should of known they wouldn't bail me out, but no that tiny bit of hope kept me going, fuck them, you know i actually thought we were friends especially Zayn i thought the least they could do was bail me out, no they've probebly fogotten all about me. I don't suppose it's too bad here Vanessa and some of the other girls are nice, But you know what else was nice, when me and the boys and their girlfriends got along, and you know who else was nice, HELEN, she's probebly dead, i need to be by her side but no im stuck here because of them assholes that i was convinced we were friends but no they left me here. Stop thinking about it Molly.
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