chapter 9.

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“He was like my night and shinning armor,"

I was now standing up from the cell, I was tired of sitting up against that cold hard concrete wall.

I smile as I rest my elbow on the little bench that happened to be inside the cell that extended from the outside as well. There was a little small window for just enough room for someone to pass something from inside and outside of it. 

I start to laugh at how much he makes me laugh and smile. Despite at how much I have told her already of how the relationship is playing out, a small smile creeps onto hers as well. It makes me smile that even though she is supposed to be here to help me get out, she is also here to somewhat be my friend and listen to me and that is all I really want from her at this point.

“Nobody has ever listened the way he listens to me.” 

“It’s sounds like you are quite enamored with Caspar," she whispers, taking a few steps away from the cell and leaning up against the concrete wall that was sepparetting us from the outside world. 

My hands grip onto the bars above me and I rest my head onto them and try and remember the good times before the bad. As much as I try and remember the good and the bad, nothing can help me but smile at all of it. I don't know what it is about him, despite the situation I'm in right now. Despite all the shit he has put me through. All the lies and whatever else I can try and remember from the past eight months I have spent with him.

“Where is he?” I ask, hoping she would be able to contact him. “Does he know I am in here?” I really hope he does because maybe he will visit me and I can explain to him everything I havee ver felt with him and all the things I wanted to say at that moment, but I couldn't because i was so angry with him.

I look over at her as my smile soon begins to fade. As much as I want him to come visit me I know I am not requird to have visitors right now. 

“Let me ask you something? Would you ever do something intentionally to hurt him?” My hands fall from the bars of the cell and I begin to laugh. I pace around the room as I keep looking at her, probably crazy as hell for her thinking I would do something to hurt him.

“No! Absolutely not! Why would you say something like that?”

I slam my hands against the bars once again as the clacking of the metal from the bars and the handcuffs meet together. My eyes started to ring as I heard to noise. but Dr. Carter didn’t flinch at the painful nose, but looked at me and sighed, wishing I would give her all the answers already. I don't have any.

“I need to see him....NOW!!!” My voice starts to crack as I croak out the words.

All the anger I had been keeping for so long since I have been put in this jail had just been released. I almost frighten myself at how loud I yelled for her to get Caspar for me. As if she could just call him up and tell him to get his fucking ass here, yeah right. My breathing starts to get heavy and I shut my eyes closed hoping the pain would end. When I open my eyes, her body stands up straight from her recent slouching against the wall, and her delicate eyes boggle out of her eye socketsa amazed I actually had that much anger inside of me. She didn’t blink, but looked at me like I was the crazy one now. She finally looked scared now, for once since I have been here.

“You’re very angry, I understand that," she says quietly, trying to calm me down. My breathing slows, but the anger on my face only grows.

“You don’t understand shit!” I raised my voice again, this time almost in a laughter. I could feel my face getting redder the more I was raising my voice. I finally let go of the bars and walked away from the spot I was in and walked towards the concrete wall again. I began to pace back and forth.

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