Mitchel Musso is playing Mitch
I was sitting in my cell, just thinking about my brothers and how they wanted nothing to do with me. It's all my fault cause I took all the blame. I couldn't let her go to jail. My life was already fucked up, she still had one.
My mom told Nick and Mitch left, didn't care about them, left without saying goodbye and that I care more about "that girl" then my own brothers. Kevin went along with my mom totally kinda disowned me. They didn't like the choices i made for myself. That i took respobility for the hole thing. Either way i was going to jail. She wouldn't last in here, she would get hurt.
My life wasn't right anyway. I got kicked out of every school possible, i got expelled. suspended, detention out the ass... so really what life did i really have. How bad I was in school, it would be hard as hell to get a job, to raise children, to have a family, to be a better dad than what mine ever was. I'll never have that chance.
Then the security guard yelled my name. I looked at the guard, it was the one that hated me. I don't know why.
Security: JOE!
Joe: I'm right fucking here.
Security: It's time for your sorry ass to get out of here into the world that doesn't want you.
Joe: I am wanted, thank you asshole.
Security: Sure, thats why you had soo many visitors, right?
Joe: yup.
He unlocked the cell door and lead me to my stuff. I gave him a dirty look the whole time he was around me. I changed into the cloths I had, and grabbed the other stuff I had. I walked outside into the sunlight. The warmth against my cheek without being behind bars or a fense, felt so nice. I stood there for a little just soaking up the warm sun. I opened my eyes and start heading towards the house. Finally I'm ima free man.
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