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Ethan's POV

I'm being released tomorrow but Mike never confirmed if he could persuade the hospital or not. I'm sitting here in the day room and I'm not even sure if Ash is still alive or not. I want to scream and punch everyone an everything until I get an answer, until I get the answer that I want to hear. I can't give up on her she needs hope, I need hope. I have to hope that she is alive and better than ever. 

I'm scared, I don't know what i'll do if I get to the hospital and she's not there. She is the only person in my life who ever truely cared for me. She is my rock and I don't want to live without her. I can't live without her. 

"What am I going to do when you leave? No one else in here likes me" Kevin complained while we sat in the day room watching some people play cards. "I don't know, you can call me though when I get out and i'll come visit. When you get out we can hang and stuff" Kevin smiled as he looked over at as the main door opened. "Look a new guy!" someone shouted as the person came into view. 

I've never seen anyone that big and buff before. His biceps were bigger than most peoples legs, his jawline was sharp and his abs could be seen through his bright orange jumpsuit. Everyone went back to what they were doing when they saw how powerful and scary he was, even in prison these people are scared of someone. He scanned the room and his eyes stopped on Kevin, they were looking straight at each other. I watched as the new guy looked Kevin up and down before he licked his lips, smirked and winked at him causing Kevin to blush and hide his face. 

Oh my god. I ship it already. 

"Soooooo" I turned to Kevin racing my eyebrows. "Is there something you haven't told me?" I questioned with a teasing tone. "I-I'm not gay. Don't tell anyone that I am they will beat me I-I don't want that to happen they did that at my last prison" he mumbled the last part making me question his first sentence. "It's ok Kevin, I won't tell anyone and you can trust me."

He stared at me for a while before smiling "Do you think he likes me?" he questioned causing me to laugh "are you kidding me? of course he does did you not just see him when he played yes on you?" "I hope he does because he's hot as fuck" I chuckled at his response.

I reached over the table to grab my art book and I flicked through the pages until I landed on a drawing of Ash. She is so beautiful. I hadn't even noticed his presence until the new guy's voice reached my ears "are you ok there dude?" I looked up to see he was looking at me then to the drawing and back. "uh- yeah" I coughed clearing my throat. 

"awwwww is little fuckboy crying over that dying slut again? what is it that she has? oh yeah cancer thats right" Aaron one of Jackson's friends laughed as he yelled out across the room causing everyone to go quiet. They may be criminals and badass's in here but they don't tolerate people disrespecting another ones family member, making fun of disabilities, rapists and people joking about. Those are some of the really good things about the people in here. 

"What did you just say?" the new guy says calmly but by his clenched jaw and bawled up fists everyone could tell he was made. "Fuckboy is crying over his girlfriend who's dying from cancer. boo fucking who." Aaron laughed causing the new guy to run at him full speed taking him down with just one punch. He didn't stop there he continued to punch and kick him before he was dragged away by several guards leaving us all to watch as guards rushed to Aaron before putting him on a stretcher and wheeling him to the prison first aid area. 

"Are you ok?" Kevin questioned as I stared at the floor which had Aaron's fresh blood on it. I nodded slowly before turning around and punching the concrete wall "FUCK!" I cursed holding my fist in my left hand as it throbbed. 

"It's ok just think you'll be with Ashtyn tomorrow, say hi for me" Kevin said as we were being escorted back to our cells for the night. "Yeah, I will" I said allowing an uneasy feeling to overwhelm me. "God, Ash I hope you're ok" I whispered as I placed my head on the hard pillow for hopefully the last time. 

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