Lost Myself Without You

Chapter 13: The Judge's Decision

Hannah's past...☆

Michael's POV:
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The bulky orange suit I had on with the lasting handcuffs that were hanging around my waist and down my legs.

They would only leave them in my hands when I need to leave the cell I am in.

If by any chance someone would come to visit me, which I find rare because my girlfriend is pregnant and she can't be coming a lot here because it's overwhelming for her.

On the other hand, I have my sister Hannah but it's been already fifteen days since she came to visit me, and that's beginning to worry me.

Even though Hannah and I are very close since we were little midgets and she's my older sister but I still feel like it's my job to protect her as a brother from any harm.

No matter the difference in our ages, I still believe I have to protect her, and like we have this amazing bond I can assume something is not right here.

" Hey, Mike your daydreaming is over now you have a visitor waiting for you." The guard said.

I got up from my bed and cracked my fingers.

When I got close enough to the guard I pulled out my hand and grabbed him by his shirt pulling his face against the cell bars.

" Don't you fucking tell me what I should or shouldn't do you understand that you bitch?." I spit at him.

He was shaken up by my response and terror flowed down his face.

These fucking assholes think they can boss your ass around here like if this is their own house.

I'm sick of being treated like a dog here, I know what I did was a crime but I only committed it because my sister, my beloved sister was in danger.

If her life is in threat I will do anything to liberate her.

The guard looked at my eyes with tears on his.

"Ca-Can you please let me go now? I'll take you to your guest if you want." He finally spoke.

I punched his nose, not being able to stand him anymore.

" Of course I want to go, and you have to take me dumbass, I don't want the other guards finding out I have respect earned here because they will transfer me, and if that happens because you open your big lard mouth I'll make sure your brother be buried five feet below ground understood."

He took my threat as a lesson learned. He better not speak or this bitch will regret he even existed.

I finally let go of him and he quickly brushes his uniform with his hands making it look neater.

My hands were outside the cell bar ready to be cuffed by the ridiculous guard.

In this place, if you don't get some respect earned from everyone here including your cellmates your life won't be too easy I'll say.

The guard opened the gate and I was released, I was trying to stroll my way to the visitation center, but it was very hard with all these metal chains hanging and make it weigh a thousand pounds on you.

I finally made it to my destination and I wasn't sure why but I could know from afar I noticed my girlfriend was sitting with some dude there.

He was wearing a black and blue suit with his hair fixed up in gel and making it shine through the light.

His blonde silky smooth hair looked so nice and big luxurious watch he was wearing in his right hand.

Michael Kors bathed in gold making all the diamonds glow.