👑Millie's P.O.V👑
I looked around me and just saw full cream walls with a disgusting metal toilet. There was no sink, no toilet roll. They were all seen as potential hazards. I walked further into the cell where I saw someone sitting on the bunk bed on the top.
"Hey girl!" She said surprisingly happily. I just half smiled in reply.
"You don't talk much?" She asked tilting her head to the side like a dog.
"Yeah I'm just upset?" I replied.
"Why what's up girl? This place got ya down?"
"Yeah, first time in here"
"Ohhh girl you got it bad. First times always the worst, don't worry I will look after you. In here everything's different. You don't do stuff unless your told. Don't talk unless your spoken to first. You can't shower or go to the toilet on your own. Your supervised 24/7. They are doing this to you to scare you so you don't end up doing this again"
"Wow" I said almost speechless.
"Ima look after you don't you worry. So why you in here?"
I suddenly felt embarrassed.
"Almost killing my sister" I put it plainly.
"Well there has to be more to it then that?"
"I was having a ciggy and I thought I had put it out, turns out I hadn't and it set light to a tree which was under her room. Yada yada yada, she almost died"
"Oh" she said with a worried look on her face.
"What about you?" I asked.
"Shoplifting, my parents kicked me out of home so I was living on the streets. I couldn't get a job and the only way to eat was Steal. I guess I learnt things the hard way" she sighed. "Only another four months"
"Wow I don't think I couldn't handle that"
"You learn to live with it babe, you lucky only getting one week and all"
"How do you know that?" I asked suddenly on edge.
"Guards brief us before the newbies come in"
"Oh"
"You can get this this girl, your strong. I can tell. Don't give up on yourself just yet"
I heard echoing footsteps down the narrow hallway and a mans deep voice.
"Wake up sunshine! Time to go outside. Yes your right ladies...this is your hour of freedom, if you consider freedom being surrounded by cages" he chuckled to himself. I tried to retain myself from spitting at him as he made his way past our holding cell.
"He's Matt. Likes to think he's the boss. He has little mans syndrome, he doesn't have anything interesting in his life so he makes up a load of bull to get people to like him and be impressed. He thinks he's some big figure around here, little does he know we all mock him behind his back. He's so full of himself god" she laughed.
"So keep my head down when he's around?" I asked.
"Nah you don't need to worry about him, he won't do anything" she huffed.
I heard the big doors open and inmates poured out all looking as rough as I felt, and probably looked.
"Eyyyyyy we have a new girl" I heard one of them whistle and shout. I chose to ignore them until the shouting for louder and I felt a tug on the shoulder that sent me flying around.
"Oy! Girl are you deaf or something?"
"No, I'm sorry" I sobbed as if I was going to be beaten up. I felt the rest of the inmates swamp around us. No no no this is not what I want. Avoiding attention is what I need to this. Ugh this can't be happening.
"Hey! Leave her alone" I heard my cell mate demand.
"Why? You know this?" She said as if I were a piece of trash.
"She my cell mate, common leave it our Sandra, she only here for a week. Minor" my cell mate said. And that was all it took. And she walked away.
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🔥Hannah P.O.V🔥
I felt so bad. Locking her up like that. Like she was an animal. I kind of regret it. I miss having someone to talk to. To be with. To call my sister. She was always so good to me, now look where we have ended up. God is it to late? I regret it all. Can't I just call up the courts and tell them to drop it all? What was I thinking? I was angry. I am angry but I have an overwhelming feeling of guilt. Shouldn't she be the one who feels guilty though? I never did anything wrong to deserve death bought upon me like that. She had to understand that I did it because I was hurting and it was just the heat of the moment. I didn't mean it. If I could take it all back I would, if only I could. God why? I'm going to get her out and apologise.
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FanfictionHannah has been in care since she was 4 years old. As she has grown up she has had a love of bands, when she enters tickets to a MyChemcialRomance concert years later her hopes and dreams of finally getting out of care may be a reality.