Welcome... To My Fucked Up Life... (Complete)

Visiting Hour

I walk over to the table and sat down.

Me: Quinn...what are you doing here?

Quinn: I came to visit you occurs.

Quinn was a somewhat of a friend to me. She closer to Lains and his Wife Angel.

Me: Why?

Quinn: They miss you. All of them...Lain is pissed....

Me: I didn't do it and he knows that.

Quinn: Than why go to jail.

Me: I'm helping him.

Quinn: By having his little sister..the girl he cares about the most in this world...more than Angel....be locked up in jail for something she didn't do...

Me: When you put it like that I'm not helping, but I have my reasons.

Quinn: You need to tell the truth.

Me: I am. Why isn't anyone believe me?

Quinn: Look, if you want us to believe you then get out of here.

Me: I can't. I have two months left.

Quinn: Till what?

Me: Till I get bailed out.

Quinn: Again? By who?

Me: A friend. But can you do me a favor?

Quinn: What is it?

Me: Two things...I want a picture of those two monkeys.

Quinn: Ok. 

She goes into her purse and takes out a photo. she looks at it and hands it over to me.

Me: And I want you to bail out Elizabeth?

Quinn: Psycho Elizabeth?

Me: She's not a psycho anymore.

Quinn: Still.

Me: Quinn, please. If you do you do this then I'll tell all of you everything.

Quinn: Promise?

Me: Promise.

Quinn: Ok when should I bail her out?

Me: Wait until I get bailed out, then get her.

Quinn: Ok sooo in like three months.

Me: Yeah.

Quinn: So...how have things been in here?

Me: Same as ever.

Quinn: Is it like the movies?

Me: You ask a lot of questions.

Quinn: Sorry.

Me: It's fine.

Quinn: So three months huh.

Me: Yep.

Quinn: All of this could have been avoided you know.

Me: Quinn..don't...ok.

The rest of the conversation was mainly about how they treat us in prison or how everyone was, while I was going to trial and sent to prison. Time was up and I walked back to my cell.

Officer: You have a good friend.

Me: Thanks.

Officer: So you were falsely accused of murder?

Me: Yeah.

Officer: So why come here?

Me:...I don't know.