I got this great idea for a story so here goes nothin:
Duncan's POV:
My names Duncan and I'm an unfairly accused prisoner here's my story of how I found love and redemption:
Another day in this stupid prison, another day of scratching how many days I've been here on the wall, another day in the life of a prisoner.
I was playing with my pocket knife scratching initials and tally marks on the wall; I've only been here for 326 days another year and ill be out of this shit hole.
I shouldn't even be in here; I didn't do a damn thing. I've been switched to different cell rooms because I'm apparently 'difficult to handle'. I'm only difficult because I'm in here for no reason. The only good thing about this cell compared to the others is that I don't have a roommate which in prison, is a good thing. I used to have a few roommates but they were all posers just looking for trouble. ANd if you want trouble with Duncan your gonna get it.
Out of all my roomates by far the worst one was Noah...I honestly dont know why the hell he was in jail. He was a total smart ass, he told me he was involved with breaking the secuirity codes to a bank or somthing like that. But this guy could fight a chair and still lose. He was totally wimpy, he was short and thin plus outside of prison he dressed like a prep. My best roomate was probably Geoff, he was only in there for a day though. He was put in jail because of repeated parties that the cops had to break up, he was fun so it sucked he had to go. But his crime was pretty pathetic, nothing compared to what I was framed for.
Even if you had a good roomate, roomates in general sucked. You don't want to get stuck in a room with some crazy ex-killer, but it would be nice if there was at least someone in the cell next to yours. But even I wasn't that lucky I was isolated in my own prison wing. I don't know why I'm in my own wing. I think it's better to be on toilet duty than to have to sit isolated in a prison cell. It gets boring beyond description. I was lying on my bunk waiting to be let out for lunch when I heard the warden walk in with two other men and...some shrieking girl.
"Put me down! I can kick your ass, I just don't want to because I know Ill get in more trouble than already!! Damn I wanna kick your asses more than you guys know!!" She shouted. As you could hear her sturiggling to get out of their grasp.
She was feisty I already started a liking for her but from past experience I knew feisty would get annoying. At least I wouldn't be all alone anymore.
I walked up to the front of my cell so I could get a look at her; unfortunately they put her in the cell next to mine before I could catch a glimpse of her. Well Ill get to see her at lunch...but wait why is a girl in a men's prison? She must be extremely badass to be here, they would never make a co-ed prison, just imagine that...it would get crazy.
"When I get my one phone call I'm calling my lawyers!! You have the wrong girl!!" She continued to rant.
"Yeah yeah, if you were the wrong girl then how come when we came to arrest you, you knocked out three of our men before we even got into your house?" The warden questioned.
"Well...it's called self-defense its something very important for a girl!" She yelled. The warden just laughed and left.
Great. She was already getting on my nerves.
"Wonderful just wonderful." She continued.
"Hey sweetheart! Why don't you put a sock in it?" I shouted.
"Whoa I thought I was the only one in this area...and don't EVER call me a pet name." She snapped.
"Whoa chill, I was just trying to start small talk."
"Well don't bother, because I don't want to mingle with criminals." She stated.
Damn this girl was snobby. "Well if you haven't noticed you're a criminal too."
"Yeah but I was framed unlike you!" She continued to snap.
"How the hell do you know that I wasn't framed?! Huh, Princess? How do you know that I'm not innocent. I am innocent I was framed just like you! So stop acting like your better than me!" I fumed. It was silent for the next few moments.
"Okay I'm sorry...kinda, and Princess? Like I said before no pet names."
There was another long pause, " So what's your name?" She said quieter. …At least she was done yelling.
"Duncan"
"Courtney, so Duncan tell me your story."
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