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I was sitting in my cell hearing the voices of all the guys in the hallway talking to each other about the current situation happening in my life.

"He had longer hair"

They said

"Was that grayson?"

They kept asking

"What happened to the pretty one?"

I heard.

But I wasnt involved.

All day I was just staring blankly at one spot in the room, only static around my ears.

My mind focused on that gorgeous smile of hers.

The way I used to hold her and she would deny.

Begging to somehow see her one morning in my cell with a smile on her face.

With a bun on her head.

A sweater covering her small shoulders.

The sweatpants.

All the things people would see as a flaw.

To me it was just another one of her perfections.

I couldn't stop crying.

My mental state was horrible.

And the place I was in didn't help one bit.

Suddenly silence ruled the hallway.

It made me immediately hear such familiar footsteps.

"In here"

He opened my cell and yet another girl came in.

"He is shy"

He smirked a bit at her.

Now I knew what was up.

She nodded and full of confidence smiled.

This wasnt what I wanted.

Now I am going to speak up only cause of the rights of women.

Once he left the room and she opened the yellow file.

I heard the footsteps getting further and further.

"Listen"

I said quietly to her

She looked at me in confusion yet looked innocent.

"You have to get out of here. I know it might sound strange but you have to"

She sighed.

"How about we talk it out?...I see you have issues Grayson"

Damn it.

How fucking naive can you be.

"I am serious. My girlfriend-"

What.

"Is in serious danger. Mr. Albert isnt who you think he is. Please. Please get out of here as soon as you can"

She looked at me and furrowed her brows a bit.

"Do I seem like a joke to you Mr. Dolan?"

I rubbed my face then in anger pointed at my eyes.

"Do you see these things?"

She nodded hesitantly

"They are drained from crying, my baby girl is out there fighting for her life cause of that fucking creep"

She gulped loudly.

"I am not on drugs. I am not high. You are right here sitting in my cell. My princess was hurt. And I wouldnt wish that upon anyone"

My voice was shaky.

"Ok?...listen to me. And it will be alright...it all starts from day one...tomorrow you can just get another job...I know you're very smart and your life has many opportunities to offer...move along...dont make a mistake"

She held onto the file and nodded.

"What did he do to her?"

She whispered scared now.

"I am not so sure yet. Since they took her away from me."

She frowned and tapped my back a bit.

"Its going to be ok Grayson."

I shaked my head and rubbed my eyes.

Damn it.

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