Part 3: Mandy

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Mia's POV

Several minutes later, the case was postponed, for about half an hour for a bit of a lunch break.

I decide to leave the court room altogether to go to the toilet, when I get to the toilet, I hear sobbing inside a toilet cubicle,

“Hello,” I whisper, there is no answer, the cubicle door is slightly open, so I push it lightly with my foot and Mandy is sitting on the toilet sobbing, she holds a knife to her own throat, her eyes are blurred up with tears, the hand that is holding the knife to her throat, is trembling, she is set for slicing it across her own throat, I can see it in her eyes, and I know that I have to do something,

“You don’t want to do that.”

”Why not?”

”Well… why would you want to kill yourself?”

”BECAUSE I HAVE NOTHING LEFT, YOU KILLED THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!” she shouts at me, tears welling up in her eyes, I can tell there and then how much she hates me and I don’t blame her, I DID take away the love of her life, but she still has their little boy to look after and Danny wouldn’t want her to end her own life and have their son without his real Mum and real Dad.

“Listen, think about that little boy of yours, you don’t want him to end up without any parents, do you? And surely Danny wouldn’t want you to end your own life, would he?”

”You have no clue what Danny would want, you didn’t know anything about him… but you still killed him and he done nothing wrong to you.”

”I know and I am sorry.”

“You’re sorry?”

“Yes.”

”Well, then in that case it must make everything better, than hadn’t it?” She says sarcastically.

“And guess what? My little boy… is without his parents…Danny is d-dead and… I t-turned to… alcohol and I was then seen as a u-unfit M-Mother, even though I never hurt him… BUT HE STILL GOT TAKEN AWAY FROM ME!” she says her voice rising to a very distressed upset cry, even more tears are rolling down her face now. I look at her and I can’t actually believe I say it, but I do,

“Stab me,”

She stops crying and looks up at me,

“What?” she says, she looks so scared and her face is as pale as a ghost,

“I said, stab me, nobody will miss me, but everyone misses Danny and its all my fault that he has gone and you will never know how sorry I am.”

“Are you insane? Me, be in a prison cell for the rest of my life and probably never be allowed near my son again! He hasn’t got a Dad anymore, I can’t leave him without a Mum.”

“So why, a few seconds ago, were you keen to kill yourself?”

”Keen? I weren’t keen, I was just missing Danny and I found life difficult, but I wouldn’t actually leave my precious boy, I have to give him the best life I can possibly give him, it’s obviously not going to be the best, because his Daddy is dead, but his Daddy will still be looking down on him and protecting him everyday and I will tell him everything about his Dad.” 

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