I was about to take the final swing on that bastard, until I heard a noise from behind me. I looked back to see Mike staring at me in shock. I could feel my heart sink out of fear.

"H-Henry.. What are you doing?." He asked, taking a step back.

I stuttered. Before I could say anything else, he ran off.

I stared at the door for a moment, letting the situation sink in. I deadpanned, dropping my axe.

'clank!'

I looked over at Austin to receive a pissed off and pained look in his eyes. I walked closer to him, ripping the tape off of his mouth.

I asked.

"Rot in hell." He stated bluntly.

I replied, rolling my eyes.

He only scowled at me, tears flowing down his cheeks.

I woke up to the sound of yelling and metal being moved. I groaned, getting up.

I hated it here, but at least it was better then .

I had a cell with 2 beds but I'm the only one in here. I dreaded the day someone would be moved to the same cell as me.

I heard the guards yell about visiting day off in the background.

Fucking visiting day. The day that I get reminded nobody gives a shit about me.

Just then I was snapped back to reality to the sound of a guard talking to me.

"Oi Henry. You've got a visitor today. Hurry your ass up." He said, soon after walking away while murmuring under his breath.

What? I have a visitor? But who could it be? The only one who cares about me is my mom, but she's in hospital so she can only send letters.

I zoned back in, realising I was gonna be late. I sped off to the visiting area and sat down in one of the chairs.

Are that late? Did they get bored of waiting and leave?

I sighed, placing my head in my hands. I heard footsteps approach and someone l sit down on the chair in front of me. I looked up, seeing who was there.

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