Ch.1

"Hey blondie when are you going to stop playing hard to get. C’mere, Ashley’s not here. She left you", a tall black haired women taunted.

Said blonde’s eyes grew livid as she mindlessly punched the women in the face. The black haired women was stunned for a moment, but snapped out of her stupor and snarled in rage. By that time all the women at the facility crowded around the duo. The crowd shouted for them to continue. The blonde brought back her fist to punch the woman again, but was held back by a guard. In her anger induced haze, the blonde kneed the guard in the crotch, without thinking. Two guards came up from behind her and dragged her through a corridor. The blonde struggled to be free and was giving the guards a hard time, so one guard smacked her across the head with his night stick and she was out like a light.

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Spencer :  

I opened my eyes to a dark gray cell and I sighed. I’m currently in solitaire. Fighting in prison is apparently a no no. Had to remember that. My name is Spencer Carlin, I’m 19, and I’m in L.A’s finest Federal Prison.

"Just great! what am I supposed to do while I’m incarcerated", I groaned out loud to the guards.

"Yous should have thought about that before you tried to kill my impending children", the guard growled.

"Yeesh! Barry, I’m sorry, prison makes you violent", I tried too be nice.

"Well you got to stay a week in solitaire. Maybe you can think about some anger management exercises. Give you some time to reflect", Barry huffed.

"Ahhhugh!", I made an exasperated sound and slid down the gray wall.

‘Well at least this will get my mind off of Ashley till she comes back’, I thought as I took Barry’s advice and began to reflect.

Your probably wondering how I landed in prison and the answer is, I was framed. I didn’t know at first but when your in prison you have a lot time to think, and as its been a year in this hell hole; I realized who framed me. It all started with Madison…

It was in the middle of winter. Everyone was getting ready for Christmas break. Madison was head captain and I was co-captain of the cheerleading squad. Even though Madison practically owned the college, people liked me more. I was nice, and stood up for people who couldn’t; while Madison criticized everyone because she thought she was queen bee, and everyone was a waste of time. Maybe thats the reason why they liked me more. But anyways, the University was having their annual winter dance, and Aiden the star of the basketball team asked me to go with him. Madison had been hounding him for 2 years, so I wasn’t to thrilled to accept. Clearly Aiden has had a thing for me for years in high school, and you see it wasn’t like Aiden wasn’t an alright guy, he just wasn’t my type. I usually go for the curvy, slim, soft skinned, preferably with breasts type of person, who didn’t have something dangling between there legs if you catch my drift, and if you don’t; I’m trying to tell you I like girls. No one knew that and I liked it like that, but back on track. I didn’t want to hurt his feelings when he asked me in front of everyone at the quad, so i accepted. I still keep thinking about how maybe if I wasn’t so nice Aiden would still be alive and not six feet under. I should have known Madison would have been seething, but she wasn’t acting up, so I thought she just accepted it. I was so wrong, and I regret underestimating that conniving bitc– chick. A couple of the student body students asked me if I could help set up the dance, so me being me, I agreed. From what the D.A told me; Aiden supposedly told his friends he was going to surprise me in my dorm room with a gift for the dance that was occurring in three days, so he waited for me. I was still helping the students till around 12:45 a.m. since afterwards we got some drinks.I left when the students started really getting hammered. Well Aiden was still waiting, and fell asleep on my bed. The culprit, I now know, Madison, went to my room in plans to kill me, but as she stealthily came into my room with a knife, she stabbed the wrong person. Aiden gasped in shock and struggled to get up but at that point Madison was infuriated, so she kept stabbing Aiden repeatedly. After getting the rage out of her system Madison backed away from the gruesome scene, her gloved hands dropping the knife, and running out of the room. At the moment of time i was going towards my room and a person dressed head to toe in black ran passed me, knocking me out of the way. I narrowed my eyes at the retreating figure then continued on. As I walked through the corridor I noticed my door was ajar. I cautiously entered my room, all my senses on alert. My 5 years of tae kwon do kicking in, as I walked into my room ready for anything. Everything seemed alright at first, but when I flipped my light switch on, my hand flew to my mouth. Aiden lay on my bed, bleeding to death gasping as he gripped his stomach where his wounds were inflicted. I rushed over to him, trying to help him but he was convulsing and coughing up blood. His hand clutched a box.