Behind Bars [Nathan Sykes FF]

Chapter One: The Story Of My Life!

As I stepped out of the van, I took one last look at the blue sky that was above my head and one last breath of fresh air. I was really going to miss the things I never really appreciated before. You're probably wondering what I am going on about...well I've gone and landed myself a place in prison. The last place I really hoped I would end up. Yeah, I thought I'd see my Mum and Dad or my brother Tom get sent down...but not me. I don't wanna sound like I am seeking attention but I haven't had the best of childhoods. I always dreamed of someone coming to save me from what I imagined hell to be like.  My first memory was of Mum and Dad arguing in the living room. My brother and I would sit at the top of the stairs listening to them shout and throw things at one another.

I witnessed things that no child should have to see...I saw it right through my childhood. Tom always said that he would protect me from it..but it's safe to say that he didn't keep that promise. I recieved kicks and slaps from my Dad as well as my Mum. Sometimes I would get them for no reason at all. I would always be scared of going home as I never knew what was waiting for me when I got there.  I used to go to my Nan and Granddad's, I always felt safe there but sadly they both passed away. Which left me with nowhere to run to escape from it all. I only had one other person I could turn to and that was Max...Tom's best friend.  He knew what Tom and I had to live with...sometimes, I felt like Max was more of a brother to me than Tom was.

As I got older, the violence got worse and now Tom and I had grew further apart. He was never home...never there when I really needed him. I had a bad feeling that he was going to end up going down the same path as Mum and Dad. Usually, I would end up at Max's after a fight had kicked off at home. He would help clean my cuts and bruises. I had nobody else to talk too, no-one understood they way Max did. Max would often get phone calls from the police station saying that Tom had been arrested and released on bail, and someone needed to come and pick him up.  Before I knew it, Tom got deeper and deeper into trouble. Everybody knew who Tom was...that wasn't always a good thing. People would often stop me at school and say something about what Tom had been up to. Drugs had become Tom's demon. I knew that I had lost the who always promised to protect me.

I had always been a shy person, kept my feelings and thoughts to myself. But I got to that stage in my life, I started dating guys. Some guys would genuinely like me and things would last for a while. On the other hand, there were guys who just wanted to date me because they wanted to get closer to my brother. In the end, I just gave up. I had less chance getting hurt when I was on my own.  With alcoholics as parents and a druggie as a brother, it made me more determined to get away from a life of crime. I always tried to keep my head down at school. It felt like I had a lot to prove to everyone. I knew what they were all thinking...they all thought that I would just end up like my family...but I was nothing like them. I ended up passing my A-levels and was ready to go to university. I was going to go away and study events managing. It was going to be my way of getting out of here...for good. But I should should of known that it was too good to be true.

I remember I was walking home from work. I had a part-time job working in a local pub in town. I wanted to earn some money before leaving this place behind. It was just begining to get dark, I could feel someone follwoing me. I then felt someone push passed me, almost knocking me over. At first I thought nothing of it. I got to my house and noticed a police car parked outside. I just thought that it was for my parents, probably another complaint from the neighbours about the noise. I walked closer to the front door and I had a bad feeling each time I stepped closer. I walked through the door and everyone turned their heads and looked at me.

'You must be Sophie?' the policewoman said in a stern tone.

'Yeah, I am,' I replied quietly.

'You're coming down to the police station, we've got some questions to ask you,' she informed me some more.

'About what?' I asked her as I was in shock because of what I was hearing.

'We've had a call about you carrying a Class A drug,'. My jaw dropped even wider. 

'I'm not carrying any drugs on me...you must have me confused with my brother,' I replied as I looked at Tom. 

'We will search you,' she commanded as she looked at the other policeman present in the room. The policeman came over to me and began to search me for drugs. I was adamant that they wouldn't find anything on me let alone Class A drugs. Suddenly, he pulled a little bag full of white powder out of my bag.

'Look what we have here,' he tutted. Tears filled my eyes,

'I've never seen them before in my life, I promise,' I cried as I knew that things were gonna get worse...much worse. I looked at Tom as he must of been the one to have planted the drugs on me. 

'Sophie Parker, you are under arrest for being in possession of a Class A drug,' the policewoman spoke. There was nothing that I could do but obey. I was in the police station for hours. Answering the same questions again...and again. They just wouldn't listen to me. I had no way of getting out of this. I was given the chance to make a phone call. The one person I really needed to speak to was Max. I dialled his number and it began to ring.

'Ello,' I heard a strong Manchester accent fill my ears. 

'Max..it's me Soph..I've been arrested,' I said as I was trying to keep it together. 

'You're what?' he gasped.

'I'm down at the police station..I'm so scared,' I stuttered.

'Why have they arrested you?' He questioned. 

'They found drugs on me..I didn't know they were there..I promise. Tom must of done this to me,' I replied to his question.

'Don't worry Soph..I'll make sure you have the best lawyer...I mean it. You're not going down Love,' he comforted me. Sadly, what Max said was wrong. I was sent down for a crime I didn't commit. I was sentenced for two years. No-one believed me apart from Max. That brings us to now. For the next two years, I would be in here, 'Parkside Prison'.

The last place I wanted to end up. Will things get better or worse for me?