Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : YoungAdult

I kissed my daughter goodbye. I hugged my ex-wife goodbye. The cops handcuffed me and put me into the back of the cop car. They talk to her then came back and drove off with me to the prison. I looked back out the window of the car; my daughter waving bye to me and ex-wife waving too. I waved back too.

"Stand up punk!" said a big man with tattoos on his face. He picked me up by the collar and whispered into my ear,
"Your my property now."
"Nah, your mine, heheh" I chuckled. He spit in my face and dropped me to the ground. I was escorted to my cell, saw my bunkmate, when he turned, I immediately knew it was an old friend of mine.

"Hey... Victor." I said slowly, reaching my hand out.
"Hey, Cleadus." he said back hugging me.
"What are you in for?" I asked setting up my bed.
"Robbing a bank, gave the money to my girlfriend so she can raise our child. What about you?"
"Me? Nothing really, just murdered someone for abusing my daughter. I answered back laying down. Victor got on the too bunk. I layed there looking at the wall.

Morning came. Before the cops arrived, I asked Victor something.

"Ready to breakout?"
"Heh," he chuckled smirking and looking at me, knowing I already know the answer, "hell yeah".