I look up at Brice. "I burned the house down, watched it fall apart, and before I knew it I was here, handcuffed, forced to talk to you."
He shakes his head. "Don't play Mr. Surprised, Brice. You're experienced in this. I'm sure you've seen way worse things than what I'm telling you." I say.
"You need-"
"Help? Maybe." I smile. "How long am I in for?" I ask.
"I," he was still trying to catch up. "We-"
"Stop mumbling and do your job right. What? You don't think I don't know about the hidden cameras, the people behind that glass wall? Please this place is trap." I lean towards Brice. "I've been in your shoes to many times, detective. Don't play stupid with me."
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Dear Journal,
Year: 2080
Forty five years in prison. I was sentenced to forty-five years in prison. It was going to be a life time sentenced, until they found out who I had killed. I refused to let my dad come and visit me. I refused to let anyone come and visit me. I have five years left in this hell hole. I was fragile, not the same person I was when I was twenty-five. I am getting ready to turn sixty-five. They might as well have sentenced me to a life sentenced. Unfortunately I don't think I'll make it out alive. I've been in and out of the hospital this month. I don't know why I continue writing in you. I guess after my dads death several several years back lead me here. Cancer really knows how to take the ones you love the most away. Lillie is healthy, which is great for an eighty-five year old. Zayn died a few years after my dad did due to a liver failure. Stormi and Ashton are still going. Uncle Dan is doing okay, he's in the hospital. I don't know what for though. Luke got married and has kids now. He also took over my dad's business. He's very successful. Kara became a tattoo and make up artist, married some guy named Nathaniel. Making millions by the minute. Eddie is doing okay too, I guess. He visited me and about broke my nose. The little asshole can punch, but I just laughed. Harry, Louis, and Payton are rotting in hell, while my mom and her friends rest in piece, along with the brother or sister I never got to meet. As for me, I'm rotting away with this whole damn place, but I regret nothing of what I did. I believe that everything happens for a reason and my reason was this. I am happy that I got to see my dad before he passed away and Lillie. I don't think I'll make it out soon to see my uncle Dan. I did my job. I made Max proud. I got revenge. I got my wish. Now all that is left to do is rot in hell.
