finding him.

chapter 1.

Ashton's POV.

Another cold, horrible, rainy day. Just like every other day really. I'm pretty used to the cold. There is freezing bars surrounding me. The cold bars make you jump even with the slightest of touch. Guards all around, holding the most terrifying guns you could possibly imagine. The guns are always loaded and ready to take you out in one shot of the trigger.
The living conditions here are horrendous. the pale grey floors are never cleaned nor washed. Every so offended you hear the pattering of little claws from the disgusting rats the roam the buildings. Fuck. the guards are coming again.
"rise and shine hotness." one said. I rolled my eyes.
"what is it now?" I replied back to the armed guard. I walked slowly with a slight stride to the side of the cage or cell as they say and placed my hands on the bars. "you aren't meant to be touching these bars sweetie."
I chuckled. "are you gonna come here and stop me?" I smirked. "the last time someone went in your cell, 7 men were sent to hospital, I don't think so. Also, stop sleeping all the time." Can't they ever give me a break?
"I'll sleep when I want, where I want and with who I want'" I said with a slight grin.
They handed me a plate, a plate that was rather disgusting. I'm pretty sure these are made the teeth of the prisoners before us. I looked at the piece of trash on my plate. "what even is on this?" I questioned then a grin grew on my face. "do you want to come inside and feed it to me? play with me." I pouted.
The guard replied back "Ashton you should not be touching these bars." I smile with a irritating smug then I rush of shock runs throughout by body sending me on to the floor. God I hate the electric shocks these damn places give you. I groan slowly getting up. Somehow angry grew apon me when I just ran at the bars but then I just completely knocked myself out. what a terrible mistake I made as I lay out cold on the floor.