*TRIGGER WARNING TALKS OF SUICIDE MENTION IN THIS CHAPTER AND NEXT.*
"Anasa what are you doing out of your cell?" My mate asked shielding that b***h from me.
"Well if you even gave a s**t about me, any of you, you would know I did the right thing hours ago and let the ONLY person who clearly has ever given a s**t about me go. I waited for any of you to notice, but no you are sitting her with that b***h who teamed up with my dad to kill me. You are all lucky. I have control. If I didn't, you would all be dead. But please continue your little dinner. I won't be around much longer for any of you." I just walked away. The past few days were a s**t show and I just wanted a shower and to leave this place forever.
As much as I want to leave, we can't.
"Why?"
Because we are marked to o
