Finally Free

ten

Sage's POV

I'm getting out. I was told yesterday that in a week I should be out of here. I wasn't here for all that long but my lawyer said that he's been fighting my sentence and he finally got something. I'll be on parole and I'll have a parole officer to check up with everyday at specific times but it's better than being in jail. He also mentioned that I will probably be under house arrest.

So basically, if I disobey my house arrest or parole terms, I'll be thrown right back in here.

I plan on following every single rule. I can't be back in here. I have to cement this, but I think if I follow the rules for two months, I can be completely free with only monthly check in's for like a year. This whole thing is a deal I'm willing to make.

I'll get to see my family again. I'll be at home again. I can deal with whatever the hell shit has been happening with the gang, because I haven't been told shit.

I also need to see Eden. I know that she's living in an apartment building in Virginia and that she's living on the third floor. I may have looked into it. I wanted to know where she was, if she was okay.

She is. She's happy.

I know I need to let her go but I can't just yet.

I need to tell her a few things. I need to get this off my chest. I need her to know so I can move on. I want to move on. But the truth is, I don't know if I physically can. Every part of my brain is telling me to move on from her because I know she's so far done with me. But my body yearns for her. For her soft touch under the sheets. The soft kisses she would leave on my screaming skin.

The whispers of love in the dark, at night. The promise of forever day after day. The beautiful smile she wore when she looked at me. The goosebumps that would rise on her arms when I touched her. I yearn for everything about her. I need her arms around me again. I need her delicate hands to wander all over my body. I need her. I need to be with her.

I slam my fist against the cinderblock wall and hiss in pain. I need to get my mind off of her. I'm going to go insane.

"Calm down there, buddy. Damn." Edge says. I plop down on my bed and he sits up in his. "I know you were thinkin' 'bout her again. You know how?" He asks but doesn't let me answer. "'Cause you get this look in your eye. It's weird. Like, love." He mocks me. I throw a pillow and him and he chuckles.

"Shut up." I grumble.

"Man, you gotta get over her. She's clearly gotten over you. Move on!" He says waving his hands around in the air. "You know what you need?" I hum in response and he stands. "You need a good fuck." He thrusts his hips through the air and smiles at me. "You're gettin out soon, go fuck a chick. It'll help ya, I promise." He slaps his hand over my shoulder and sits back down.

"Maybe I will." I say. There's quite a few girls in the gang that I'm sure wouldn't mind. Maybe that's what I need. A distraction from Eden in the form of another girl.

"That's the spirit. When you gettin out again?" I shrug.

"Anytime in like the next week, I think." I say. He nods.

"You were only in here for like a few months right?" He asks. I nod.

"Yeah, not as long as I should've been."