Name: Edward Anthony Masen Cullen
Age: 24
Offence: Murder of 23 year-old Lauren Mallory
Mr. Cullen will face 8 years in jail or pay a fine of $15 million.
Chapter 1-Sentencing
Edward pov
"Jury, have you reached your verdict" The Judge asked. Then one guy stood up.
"We have decided that Mr. Cullen is guilty" then he hit his thingy with the hammer thing.
"Guilty!"
Okay you guys are probably wondering how I got in this situation well it all started one Tuesday…I think…anyway I'm at home…
I woke up this morning with a massive hangover. Damn, last night with Lauren was just awful…well the break up was. We'd been dating for three weeks and she wanted to take it further but I said no and she went into bitch mode, typical her, so I broke up with her. No biggy right? Wrong, she stalked me the entire night…the whole fucking night. This just made my fucking day. Anyway i decided to look past that and go to a club with Em and Jazz and of course Lauren walks in with Jessica acting all surprised and shit to see us there…and one things leads to another, I got drunk and we might have got into a little argument then I go home the fucking cops are waiting at my door claiming I killed her. Not fucking likely. I left her there with Jessica, I swear it on my grandfather's grave I'd never kill her no matter how much of a bitch she is.
Anyway back to the present I have eight years in prison…honestly it scares the shit out of me. I just hope I don't get stuck with some huge as fuck guy who enjoys beating the shit out of puny asses like me. Or some depressing guy who starts freaking out over nothing. I would prefer someone somewhere in the middle just to be safe, like someone who sticks to their quarters an I to mine never crossing each others paths but this is jail not a pair of divorcees living in a house together choosing what exactly they want.
I am taken out of the court room and escorted to a police car hand cuffed. As my head is being pushed into the car I notice Mike Newton, one of Lauren's many late night lovers, what he was doing here I don't know but have to find out. He's nervously wringing his hands like he is guilty of something. MURDER! He killed her…wait how is that in any way evidence? I think going to jail is already driving me mad.
FIN.
A/N : welllll…. Tell me what you think R&R
