GRIFFIN’S POV
A loud siren went off, and it’s nearly f*****g 5 AM.
“Rise and shine inmates.” a guard yells.
I stared at the metal bars that opened. Inmates walking out of their cells standing in one long row. They designed the prison for inmates to live across from each other, and everyone seemed to have their group of f*****g friends. In this prison, some of the most dangerous and brutal inmates exist.
Insults and cusses are all you hear. There is no respect for each other here, well for the inmates. Doesn’t matter what your reasons were for ending up here. For them, you’re a criminal no matter what you f*****g did.
I kept my eyes straight, avoiding eye contact with any of the other inmates or the guards lining us up. I forced myself to look at the ground beneath my boots. If I’m goi
