"Sir please remove all metal objects, that includes cell phones, iPods, any jewelry, belts, and pens." The prison guard listed off and I placed all my items into a small plastic box and waited for him to tell me what to do next. "Let me see your finger nails." I showed them to the guard who inspected them with great care before nodding in approval for me to go on my way. "Come with me." He said and I followed him down the long hallway of locked doors before we got to the prison cells. Oh course I can't go in there for safety reasons, so he takes me to the booth where everyone can talk to the inmates on the other side. Only this inmate is my boyfriend, who's been wrongly accused.

I sit on the hard plastic stool and wait patiently for the officers on the other side to bring him out so I can talk to him. It's been nearly a month since the incident and Im not sure what to expect. Hopefully he hasn't changed too much while he's been locked up. Faintly, I hear the door on the other side open and close and the a minte later my boyfriend sits down infront of me and he smiles at seeing me here. I smile back and pick up the phone and he does the same thing. "Hey James." I say gently into the phone. I miss him so much it's like apart of me is missing, it's also scary knowing he won't be at home when I get there.

"Hey babe, how've things been?" James asked in a raspy voice just above a whisper. He looks aweful, but better then I thought. His once silky soft brown locks are now up in a tight spike with what looks to be a pound of gel, dark purple circles under his once bright hazel eyes that are now dull except when he's looking at me. My heart sweels at this but breaks at the same time. That fucking bitch is going to pay.

I laugh lightly, "Oh you know, nothing much has really changed. I miss though and I want you to come home." I say sadly and his faint smile drops making my insides twist with self hate for making that happen.

"Kendall, I wish I could be home right now with you doing everything we use to before this happened." James paused trying to think of the words to say. "But it can't be like how it use to be. Not for a long while anyway." He muttered that last part but I heard him anyway.

Our life was perfect, we were high school sweet hearts, we moved in together after high school. James and I were even thinking about getting married this summer and then he said, if I still wanted to, which I did, we could talk about children. But one bad thing that happened ruined out future to be happy and have what we wanted.

James' mother.

She was never very happy about James, her only son being gay. And when he brought me home as his boyfriend she hated me. She didn't mind me being Kendall Knight, James' best friend but as soon as I was Kendall Knight James' boyfriend. Well lets just say shit hit the fan and everything went to hell. She disowned him and kicked him out, so he came to live with me. No big deal, I love him and always will.

But that pissed her off more.

It was around a month ago that James, Logan and I were out and we had to stop by his moms house for some stuff he still had there. (He never fully moved out and she never threw his stuff away.) So seeing that she wasn't home we went in and started piling the rest of his stuff into his car, when mommy dearest comes home.

She got so mad that she pulled a knife on us. Hating James the most, she went for him, but Logan pushes him out of the way and got stabbed instead.

Logan didn't make it.

James tried to help him, he held him crying and he pulled the knife out of his chest and tried everything he could think of but it was too late.

And well long story short, some how, some way in a undeserving twist of horrible fate.

James got charged with his murder.

Don't ask me how they came to that, but they just did. That bitch made it look like her son killed his best friend. James is now serving a twenty-five year sentance for second degree murder.

Coming back out of my thoughts, I smile weakly at James, "I know you do. I want that too. I'll get you out of here somehow ad make things right Jamie. I promise." I say reasurrily to him and he smiles back making my heart flutter. I love his smile.

"And how do you plan to do that love?" He asked probably out of curiosity and I smiled even more.

"You let me worry about that alright? I have to go now, I have work. Take care James. I love you."

James then smiles sadly and it pains me to leave him in this prison where he got wrongfully admitted to. But I have to go. I'll make things right and we will get back to our life.

"Okay babe, be carful out there. Love you too." With that we both hung up the phones and blew each other a kiss good-bye before he was taken back to his cell and I left for work and got all my belongings back. As I cross the parking lot to my car a plan forms in my head and I smile evilly. It's perfect.

Brooke Diamond is gonna wish she never met Kendall Kngiht.