***PRIVATE CHAPTERS: MUST FOLLOW TO READ THEM*** [BOOK 1 TO THE INMATE SERIES] [MATERIAL IN THIS BOOK IS FOR MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY!] "Stay out of trouble or you'll end up in prison with all those bad people." The same sentence my mother constantly told me until I was grown and on my own. In all honestly, she didn't really care. She just didn't want me to end up dead like my father and was giving me her pity but I ain't need the sorrow she was giving me. Or so I thought, maybe if I listened and instead of being a hard headed person and robbing a bank at the age of 24 then I wouldn't be in the predicament that I'm in right now. If I had the common sense that god gave me then I wouldn't be sitting in prison for 5 years but it didn't even go down like that. I was actually set up and was framed by three females that I labeled as my friends but they was just in it for the money and taking my niceness for granted. That stapled 3 years on my ass and I was framed once again by a crook cop just because I didn't give him the guilty pleasure that he desired. So that put another 2 years on my ass and I don't think I could live another day in this trashy place. Not with this bipolar guy named Sean, you'd think that he's just a normal inmate but on god your ass is completely wrong. Copyright © 2013-2014 by VerifiedTrill

The heart wants what it wants and that plain and simple. No explanation needed !

More Drama With More POVS ! This is the Sequel to 'My Love In The Wrong Hands' READ THE FIRST BOOK TO KNOW WHATS TAKING PLACE IN THIS ONE SO THERES NO CONFUSION !

"This is the last time I try to make it work. You should think of it as a lesson learned. " When love doesn't work the first time around, you go harder every time after that to make sure its successful. But when it's gone it's just that GONE !

"I love you Lyric! How many times do I have to tell you that." he yelled at me. "How am I suppose to know your telling me the truth? How do I know you won't hurt me?" I cried. "Man I can't take this no more. I'm tired, physically and emotionally" he said as he walked towards the front door to leave. "I'M SORRY! Please don't go! I'm trying. I promise I am, it's just hard" I yelled crying even harder. He stop in his tracks and turned around to look me in my eyes. He then kissed me on my forehead. "Call me when you got it all together and figured out. Because this" he pointed from me to him " Isn't healthy" He then turned back around continuing his walk out the house closing the door behind him. When you've never felt love how are you to know when it's in your path? Love, that's a strong feeling. I've always wanted someone to love me but my reality is that no one ever will! My struggle is greater then me. Its like even when people say they love me ,it feels foreign.