Xander's pov
I was in the prison cell, and it felt like I didn't know what I was doing anymore. I was trying my best to understand why I was here because this place wasn't a place for someone like me. I was seated there, and I had never gotten so angry at my entire life.
I tried to sleep my way through it, that was until I heard what was going in. The inmates couldn't keep shut yelling like never, and I wished it would go back to the tine when I first got here.
I was so tired and was trying to rest, they kept talking.
"Who's the new punk?" One of them asked, and the other laughter.
"No one... He's just someone who was accused of murder. I'm not sure he even has the guy to murder anyone. I mean there are so many things involved in his..." They laughed before the other one could finis
