Chapter Twenty Two-Coles POV

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They never held a funeral for criminals. Well at least  that's what they told me.

Devon in their eyes had been a criminal, but for Shawn and I he had been nothing other than a father.

They didn't allow me to see the body.

And Shawn? Well I prayed that he would be doing fine.

I hadn't seen him since we had been separated, nearly a year ago.

"Cole, the meetings are happening downstairs, you coming?" One of the boys that shared a room with me asked as he flung the door open.

I glanced down at him from the top bunk I had been laying on.

Dillon, I think that was his name.

"No, thanks." I answered slowly before looking away back up to the ceiling in front of me. I had eventually grown tiered of waiting for someone to come and visit.

I heard the door close.

Three more days until I turned eighteen. I would then be sent to court.

I just hoped that Shawn would be there though, that's all I wanted from this court case. To see my best friend again.

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Poor Cole :(

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