Matthew
Thanks to my stupidity and meltdown the judge decided the would be better if my bail hearing moved on with a day giving me a chance to "cool down". In a way, I was glad because it gave me chance to compose myself. Yet it was still annoying being stuck here for another day. Where the hell is Austin? Surely, he still can’t be scared from my little tantrum. If not, surely, I’m allowed visitors but even I wasn’t allowed, Austin could have had one of the guards sneak me a note or message.
“Hey, you!” I called out to the guard walking past with a guy in cuffs.
“What?!” He spat pausing for a few seconds.
“Has anyone come to see me? Am I allowed visitors?” I asked in a rough voice trying to hide my anxiety.
“No, to the first. Yes, to the second.” he answered before pushing the man
