Well, I saw the votes and I guess most of you want Nathan to help.. hope you don't regret it! Enjoy!

Time seemed to speed back up us Nathan realised what horror he was letting unfold before him, something at the back of his head clicked, the Inmates bloodcurdling screams were too much to bear. Nathan scrambled to his feet and smashed the buzzer on the wall with all his might, almost tripping over as he did so. He looked over to the cell opposite him, his adrenaline was rushing so hard he didn't have enough time to comprehend if he had just made the worst decision of his life.

"Come on, Come on!" he stuttered in panic waiting for someone to reply

Dillon: "I'm sorry.. s- stop.. I'm begging you"

Jerry: "Now If I just apply a little more pressure here" he cackled as he tightened his grip around the man's throat.

"Hello? What's the problem?" a female voice replied through the static of the small speaker

Nathan: "You have to hurry! in the cell opposite me.. h- he's going to kill him, get down here now!" he replied with desperation in his voice

"I'm sending people down there now, hang on" the feminine voice replied, it was as if she had been through this a hundred times before.. no shock in her voice.. just all part of a system.

Nathan then ran to the front of his cell and placed his hands on the bars, he felt so powerless as he watched this guy that looked like he should be on the cover of a bodybuilding magazine strangle the life out of his cellmate.

Nathan: 'Get off him man! He's had enough!"

The man still had him in his grasp.. he had a massive beard and all sorts of tattoos across his body with a shaven head. He turned his face towards Nathan, his wide bloodshot eyes pierced through the cell bars..He ever so slightly shook his head and grinned at him.

Jerry: "You just made the biggest mistake of your life" he softly spoke.

The footsteps of the guards could be heard making their way down the hallway, and with that.. he released him from his grip.. Dillon fell to the ground gasping for air while holding his throat.. Jerry stood up straight and placed both his arms behind his head.. still staring at Nathan.. just smiling. The guard's footsteps could be heard now, the jingling of keys at their sides was evident and their tasers drawn, about 5 of them had arrived.

Officer Garrison: "Keep your damn hands on your head!" he screamed in a military like fashion as they unlocked the cell doors, even though the officers dwarfed the giant inmate it was clear that they were in control.

Dillon crawled away from the handcuffed aggressor… backing himself into a corner.. rubbing his neck.

Dillon: "Thank you guys.."

Officer Len: "Don't thank us moron, thank him" he said pointing towards Nathan.

Dillon: "Right… yea, of course.. Thank you kid"

Officer Garrison: "You're not so innocent in this either.. we've had reports of you stealing food from other inmates.. we're going to take you back for some questioning"

Dillon: "What the hell?, he attacked me and I'm the one getting questioned?"

Officer Garrison: "Cry me a river"

Officer Len: "As for you.. this isn't the first time you've caused trouble.. a week or so in solitary confinement should suffice"

Jerry: "No, No.. It's alright.. Should give me plenty of time to think"

Officer Len: "Oh yea? About what?"

Jerry: "About what I'm going to do to him" suddenly changing his expression and directing himself towards Nathan.

Even though they were separated by cells this caused Nathan to take a few steps back.

One of the officers led Jerry from behind out of his cell, whilst another took Dillon for questioning.. As Jerry passed Nathan's cell he started to exaggerate heavy sniffs..

Even as he was out of sight Nathan could still hear him clearly echoing from down the hallway.

Jerry: "We can all smell it rich boy! We can all smell your fear!"

Nathan felt his heart skip a beat.. "rich boy" only meant one thing.. he knew who he was… now he was thinking if he was ever going to leave this place alive? He then slumped down back into his mattress and stared up at the ceiling.. he definitely wasn't getting any sleep tonight.

In the prison yard, the next morning…

Damien: "What did I tell you!" he exclaimed pacing up and down whilst Nathan, Tommy and Rob sat on the table.

Nathan: "Look I know what you told me bu-" Damien cut him off

Damien: "Just stay asleep.. those were my exact words for god's sake!"

Tommy: "You've done it now man.. I hope your parents already bought you a plot of land for your funeral"

Rob: "As far as I'm concerned he did the right thing…doing nothing is the worst thing you can do in your life..It was about time someone stood up to that fat ass fucker"

Damien: " Well that 'fat ass fucker' is one of the most screwed up people in here.. and he has connections everywhere in this prison… do you realise what you've done? I was tipped off that it was going to happen right near where you were and I tried to warn you.. I did.. now you'll need to install eyes at the back of your head"

Tommy: "He's right, should've let him die.. wasn't worth it"

Nathan: "It was worth it to me… I'm not that guy anymore.. I.. I cant be that guy anymore If i want to live with myself.. aren't you the one who told me to forget about the past and that it's who I decide to be now that counts?"

Damien: "Look.. I get it.. you still feel guilty about what you did before coming here, but don't go trying to play hero, you'll just end up getting yourself killed.. you're no use to your friends and family dead" he said pinching the edge of his nose and letting out a deep sigh.

Damien: "It's not the end of the world yet… but just.. no more fuck ups, and listen to us next time"

Rob: "I bet all those 'drop the soap' jokes you made with your friends back at Blackwell might be coming to fruition anytime now.. imagine that.. in the shower.. then all of a sudden seeing that stinky foot fucker Jerry behind you….. BOO!" he cackled as he started to half cough half laugh.. the man clearly smoked a lot before coming here.

Nathan, Damien and Tommy all stared at him.. he stopped when he realised he was the only one laughing.

Rob: "Yeah, Uh.. sorry.. I'm going to leave now, everyone's going to think I'm a weirdo hanging out with you three"

Nathan: "You already are a weirdo" he replied, not passing up the opportunity to be a smart ass.

Rob: "Been hearing that all my life" he yelled out as he walked away.

Nathan then turned to Damien

Damien: "As I said yesterday, A nut.. but harmless"

Tommy: "I heard he's been like that ever since he parted ways with his wife.. he gambled so much that they lost everything... word is she's still around Arcadia bay..but out on the street now"

Nathan: "Well that explains it.. And what is with the officers here?..they don't look like they control things"

Tommy: "Welcome to prison, the guards might look like they own the place.. but it's the inmates that run things here.. always been like that"

Nathan: "You say that like you've been here a while, What about you.. how did you end up here?"

Tommy: " Tell me Nathan, ever had someone you thought was more than just your friend"

Nathan: "There was this one girl… she was like the sister I never had.. I don't really know if it was more than that.. not like it matters because she doesn't even want to see me now."

There was Rachel, but Nathan couldn't say her name.. he didn't want to think about it.

Tommy: "Well Once upon a time I thought I was with someone I could trust, It was my girlfriend.. we were together for 5 years.. was just about to propose actually.. that's when I caught her in bed with my gym trainer…the truth eventually came out that she was planning to break up with me beforehand"

Nathan just stared at him nodding his head trying to seem polite.

Tommy: " Anyway a day after I set fire to his home, almost killed the guy.. was charged for Arson.. got 4 years for it.. was here before your whole Blackwell Drama, Damien here was kind enough to show me how to get through the days in here.. and that's all there is to it"

Damien: "I tell you what.. with all the bad karma we've built up.. I wouldn't be surprised if a tornado comes anyday to wipe us out…"

Tommy: "A little dramatic don't you think?"

Nathan: "After this week.. nothing seems too dramatic...So how long do you think they'll keep this Jerry guy in solitary confinement"

Damien: "tough to say.. but since that's his second time being caught doing that shit it will be anywhere from 4-6 weeks"

Tommy: "The longer the better"

Nathan: "Here's hoping he just forgets about me inside there"

Tommy: "Speaking of crazy fuckers, what about that teacher, where is he now?"

Nathan: "Mr Jeffer-" Nathan paused mid sentence.. he hated calling him that….

Nathan: "Mark is in Oregon State penitentiary.. he's got life, he won't be hurting anybody"

Tommy: " Good fucking riddance then"

There was a few seconds of silence.. everyone just seemed to be soaking up the morning air.

Nathan: "I've only been here for two days and It already feels like forever…I know it sounds fucking cliche, But I miss Arcadia Bay, I wish I hadn't taken it for granted… it's not gonna get any easier in here is it?"

Damien: "The cold hard truth is.. no.. It doesn't.. but we get through it.. day by day. You got three years.. but chances are you will definitely be let off for parole after two for saving that guy.. so there you go"

Tommy: "We should go, talking too much is suss, don't want anyone we don't like connecting the dots that we are all gossiping about Jerry.

Nathan: "Right, I better go inside"

Tommy: "And kid.. a word of advice… do not show fear, anger, happiness, or pain. Emotions are your worst enemy because they reveal your weaknesses. inmates and even the guards prey on weakness. Don't give them the opportunity to do so. If someone can figure out what makes you angry, they can use that knowledge to manipulate you. In the same way, if someone knows what makes you happy, they can try to ruin it for you. And because they are around you 24/7, they have unlimited opportunities to test their manipulative skills on you.. so keep your guard up."

Nathan: "Right"

Nathan went back inside the indoor main area of the facility, he was approached by one of the security officers.. he recognised him from yesterday.

Officer Alan: "I heard about what you did"

Nathan just stared at him, unsure of how to reply.

Officer Alan: "Relax, you did good.. you ended up saving a life, and because of that you will be given internet privileges"

Nathan: "Are you serious? T- Thank you sir"

Officer Alan: But it will be monitored, it's restricted to email only, so don't dawdle, go through that door, there are a few computers, we've opened up access today for 30 mins"

Nathan: "I got it, thanks again"

Nathan practically jogged to the computers, eager to check if he had received anything, the computers weren't that new, they seemed to be the fat later models… nothing like today's Macbooks.

His inbox was practically full… most of it was junk mail, however he noticed he had received something from his sister.. Kristine Prescott..

Nathan,

Please tell me you're okay, I don't care what dad says, I'm coming to see you now, taking the earliest flight I can get, I know this was just all a big mistake, You're not a killer.. you're my little brother. I'm so fucking pissed at Mum and Dad.. money is all they care about.. and it's all they ever will care about, it's their fault you fell on to this path.

Don't have time to ramble on, I'm coming now.

Love, Kristine.

Nathan was lucky to have such a supportive sister, he expected nothing less from her.

He then browsed on to see one of those automated emails from Courtney… it was to everyone that was on the Vortex club list…

Hey all, after all that's happened this week Principle Wells has decided to cancel the party, What a fucking week am I right? we'll try and organise something in the future but for now we can forget about getting wasted, Love you all xoxo

Courtz.

"Of course it got cancelled.. that was supposed to be my night" he thought to himself

There was an email from Hayden

Nate

I was never into this email shit, I'm trying to get a hold of you through the prison phone line, but they say you aren't taking calls.. you deserve to know what's going on back home.. What a fucked up week.. your accident.. Jefferson arrested and don't get me started on Victoria… she's broken man, no one can talk any sense into her.. not even Max or Taylor.

I hope you're alright bro, I'll be visiting soon.

Hayden.

Nathan felt detached reading all this.. maybe it was because he was living in a whole different world to his friends now… "Why wouldn't Victoria reach out, Was she scared of me?" he thought to himself, he took a few minutes to send some replies to Hayden and Kristine to tell them that he was alright.

Just as Nathan was starting to relax he felt himself being tapped on the shoulder, he swirled around to see Dillon, he quickly logged off his email.

Dillon: "I never got the chance to thank you in person, you really saved my ass… and you didn't have to.. hell no one else would of"

Nathan: "Why the hell would they even put you in the same cell as someone like him?" he replied.. trying to follow the advice Tommy gave him.

Dillon: "That's the prison system for you, but why did you do it.. you don't know me from fucking Adam?"

Nathan: "Well you asked me to didn't you?"

Dillon: "Yea but I never expected you to actually do it.. I owe you one"

Nathan: "Yea, you do"

Dillon: "Since it's getting around that you're apparently a snitch.. the least I can do is offer some help.. follow me, I know a guy that can stop all this, he's got influence"

Nathan: "Where are we going?"

Dillon: "Bathrooms, we need to hurry.."

Nathan: "Now?"

Dillon: "when else? come on"

Nathan: "Alright, I'll bite.. but you walk in front of me and I'll follow at whatever pace I feel like.. If i don't like it.. i'm out"

Dillon shrugged as he speed walked down the hallway, Nathan slowly followed, he signalled for Nathan to wait until the guards passed, then led him into the bathrooms.

There was a man in there at the end of the room, he looked like he had been waiting a while, he was washing his face with some water when the they walked in, he glanced up smirking at both of them.

"Nathan.. Joshua.. Prescott" the man said between pauses for each word "Son of the most elite family in Arcadia bay in the flesh, welcome.. Names Kurt."

Nathan: "You recognise me?"

Kurt: "When the son of Arcadia Bay's most prestigious family kills a girl in a bathroom and gets sent here I find out about it.. especially when he starts snitching on people he thinks he can fuck with"

Nathan: "What the hell do you want"

Kurt: "Dillon was right, I want to help you.. to help you learn a lesson"

Nathan knew something was off, headed for the door but was blocked as three more inmates came in.. surrounding him.

Kurt: "Dillon.. you can go, thanks for bringing him here"

Dillon: "You'll hold up your end of the deal?"

Kurt: "We'll leave you alone.. and so will Jerry.. now go"

he turned to Nathan with a look of pity

Nathan: "You fucking ungrateful piece of shit, I.. I saved you!"

Kurt: "Dillon owed us more than you.. all the times he sold us out.. snitched to other groups, so we made a deal.. he brings you here.. we teach you a lesson.. in exchange we don't kill him, you really should've just stayed out of it.. you just locked up my main muscle in solitary confinement.. that's gonna make things difficult for me"

Dillon: "I.. I'm sorry" he grumbled as he scurried out of the bathroom.

Kurt chuckled "The rats going back to it's hole" he exclaimed

Nathan: "You're all fucked.."

Kurt: "That might be so.. but if anyones fucked right now. it's you.. So you decided to save someone that was getting attacked for being a snitch.. and then follow the said snitch to a bathroom because you believe him? Bad move"

Nathan looked around the ceiling of the room desperately

Kurt: "There are no cameras here, we are in one of the very few states that don't put cameras in prison bathrooms for privacy reasons.. lucky you"

The only thing Nathan could do was bluff.

Nathan: "When my father hears about this, you're all fucked..he owns the pigs here.. he'll make sure you're all put down, one by one."

Kurt: "Even if that does happen, It will just make me even more glad I did this" he said as he smiled.

Kurt gave a nod.. straight after Nathan was sucker punched by one of the inmates, all three of them jumped him.. kicking, punching and spitting on him.. he lay there.. curled in a ball trying to block his face.

Nathan could feel himself slowly drifting away.. he looked around the room.. his head was fuzzy.. showing signs of concussion as the three men were still laying into him, it was as if he could feel a bone crack every time they punched him.

"She was lying on a bathroom floor.. now you are… you deserve to know how it feels" a voice echoed in his head. He closed his eyes.. " Is this how you felt Chloe?" he thought to himself.

Nathan: "I'm sorry Chloe.. I'm so so sorry" he began to whisper to himself.. repeating it over and over.

Time seemed to pass as the punches and kicks stopped and the room went black.. everything was silent as he went into a lucid state of calmness… was he still alive?..how long had passed? he didn't care.. he had never felt so good in nearly all his life.