Ethan's POV
"Have you read it yet?" Mike asked as I stared down at the folder on my lap. I shook my head and I heard him sigh. "I haven't read it but I know along the lines of whats in there and I really think you should know too." here I am back in his office, the whole seeing him once a week was going well until the day that doctor came to see me. Every guard knows not to let Jackson or his friends anywhere near me, the first chance I got I was pinning him down punching him repeatedly while guards rushed in. "I can't" my voice broke as I spoke, I haven't talked much since that day other than the threats sent Jackson's way and the occasionally word to Kyle, Mike or Kevin.
"Ethan, please you really need to." my therapist told me as I continued to stare down at the folder. "Ok, well. Have your family come to visit you recently?" he asked trying to change the subject little did he know it just made me angrier.
My family. They knew about Ashtyn the whole time I was in here and they didn't tell me, they didn't tell me she had cancer, they didn't tell me she was rushed into the emergency room, they didn't tell me she was undergoing chemotherapy, they didn't tell me she had little chance of survival, they didn't tell me anything. I scoffed causing my therapist to look at me.
"Tell me about it?" he asked more than demanded, I just shook my head. I can't believe they did that, maybe mum and dad but not Grayson and especially not Cameron. I mean Cameron has been the person I told every to, I had Grayson but I never talked about Ashtyn to him. Cam new the whole time, she helped me cope when Ash got boyfriends and she was always there, every time I cried over Ashtyn Cam was there. It's not her fault she left, she went to a really good college and I don't want to stand in her way, it still hurts though. She has visited me once but that was when I first came here, she hasn't had anymore time to come visit me and I don't know her mobile number off by heart. But last time Grayson came he said she said hi.
I've tried calling my home number, my parents mobiles and Grayson's mobile but no one ever picks up. Let me rephrase that, they all pick up but once they know its me they don't accept the call to go through. The prison phones have an auto message which goes a little like 'You are being contacted by an inmate at the South Harp Juvenile Detention Centre, the name of the inmate is' thats were you say your name and the message then goes on to say if you want to accept or not then which number to press.
"Mike?" my therapist was already looking at me when I raised my head. "D-do you think you could get my sister's mobile number?" I asked looking back down at the file. "Of course" within seconds he had a piece of paper printed with Cameron's mobile number on it, now I think of it I probably could of guessed this it looks familiar enough. "Thank you" he nodded his head and sighed.
"You can take this with you but please look at it, I think it might be good for you to see whats in there." He smiled as I got up and was greeted by Kyle opening the door. I was led back to my cell because Jackson and co were in the day room right now and they didn't have enough guards to deal with the normal drama on top of this. "You really should look at it Ethan" Kyle said as he locked the door.
I sighed as I sat down on the bed "here goes nothing" I whisper as I open the cover of the yellow folder.
