Sorry about the wait for this just building up the anticipation
Sorry it's not long aswell
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I look at the boring grey walls of my cell. I walk past the dirty table with letters from Justin on it, I go straight to my Callander tomorrow is the day of my trial for murder. But today Justin was coming to visit me for the first time. I've not really had any visitors except from my dad who is going to be my lawyer. What I'm I going to talk to Justin about? The fact that it all just scares me, jail - the inmates, the workers and of course the fact that I could spend the rest of my life in this jail scares me and how I could hurt the only person I have ever loved.
I pull my hair up into a bun. I hear the prison officer jingle the keys outside my door.
"Come on miss Huntington-smith" the boring old man groans "you've got a visiting to attend"
I walk out of the block of cells that I call 'home'
I walk past a reflexive window. I saw bruises on my face, they were faded now but still very painful. Yes, I get beat up. What do you expect would happen to a posh girl in a prison?
He puts me in the line with the other criminals. All just waiting to see our loved ones.
The door buzzes open. I walk out to the table Justin sits at. I sit down
" hello" he smiles
"hi"
he points at the bruises "what happened to your face"
"take a lucky guess" I frown
"I guess your not doing fine then"
I give him a dirty look "I've been trying to keep it all together"
"Well, Harry's going to make sure your doing at least 10 years in jail" Justin remarks
"Harry" I laugh "Harry's going to do nothing" I laugh even more "don't you remember I fucking stabbed him"
Justin's face turns white "don't you know?"
I look at him deeply "know what Justin?"
"Harry's not dead"
I raise my voice "yes he is Justin, I saw him bleed to death"
"beth... I'm sorry but it's true"
"no" I cry "I watched him lay in his own blood! I did Justin! I watched him and I done nothing"
"beth I though you knew" he says
"no Justin I wouldn't know because no one ever comes to visit me. No one wants to know the crazy murder girl"
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NEX T DAY
I walk into the court halls. They were crowded but every one made room for me and my two escort from the police to come through.
I walk past the people who were waiting to get into my court room. I looked down not making eye contact as the people fell silent gazing at me.
I walk into a room where my laywer, my dad was sitting.
"you fucking asshole" I shout
"excuse me" he says standing up
"Harry's alive?" I ask
"this was a plan not to tell you" he reveals "you would think you were going to get a long sentence but you would get a shorter one that wouldn't seem too bad"
"dad none of this matters" I scream "I really don't care anymore"
A guy walks in "your wanted in court"
Me and my dad walk in. I look up at every one sitting. Tears fill up my eye.
My dad whispers to me before he walks away "don't mess this up"
I sit down and let the horrible ordeal begin.
