Austin's pov

We both just stared at each other for a moment, both in complete shock and disbelief.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." I say, taking a step back. I nearly trip but luckily I caught myself on the cell wall.

'These fucking prosthetic legs I swear-' I thought.

I looked over to him hatefully.

He continued to just look at me in confusion.

He asked.

"I was fucking framed for some stupid shit I didn't do." I mumbled.

"Not like it's any of your business." I continued.

He just rolled his eyes, looking towards the wall.

A sudden wave of anger washed over me and I ran over towards him, punching him; .

His head was shoved back from the force of the punch. He retracted towards the wall, wincing from the pain.

He yelled, making direct eye contact. He shoved me back with his foot, making me fall backwards.

I quickly got up just as he also got up. He tried to punch me, but missed. I grabbed his arm, violently shoving him down with a thud. I jumped on top of him, pinning him down.

I punched him repeatedly until the guards entered our cell to break up the fight.

I gave him a hateful glair as we were both sent to the deans office.