Hello to you people. How you been. New story for you. It's about Stella and what my version of what happened to her in Prison. I wasn't sure if the summary was any good so I'll tell you now. Also it will all be from Stella's point of view unless it says otherwise. Anyway on with Chapter 1.
Chapter 1- Locked Up
"AHHHH!"
"Bloody Hell!" I kicked the wall. It hurt but I didn't care
They think I was the leader of the League Of Mata Hari. They think I kidnapped the minister for security. They think I planned all those crimes.
They're never going to believe anything I say. They think I'm a traitor. Even if I give them all the evidence they could want and more they wouldn't care. They'd still think I did it. Ruddy MI9 with their protocols and god knows what else. I probably won't even get a trial to prove my innocence. Just going to be locked up in a cell forever more.
"That's a lovely thought."
Oh great. Now I'm talking to myself. This is going well.
I sat down on the bed if you call it that. A little steel frame with a mattress, blanket and pillow. The whole room is grey. Very prison like to diminish spirit with the colour of the room. A radiator that's been painted grey is underneath the window, which itself has grey bars on. Deeply depressing room that's supposed to crush all possible spirit and hope of any sort of life outside, or rescue. And I'm stuck inside.
Well my life is going really well.
That's chapter 1 my friends. Hope you liked. Tell me how awful it is by review please. Sorry it's short. Chapter's will get longer but if you've read my other stories you'll know my first chapter Is always short