2 weeks later

I slouched in my bed while my new roommate was trying to cut himself with a sharp stick, yep that was my roommate. He got here less than a couple of days ago, he murdered a few… couple… dozen people.

"Yo ice, you grab those hot ones from Tigger with the cheddar I gave you" he said.

"Man, Trigger almost clocked me. He wasn't selling no cops but I got 1 bag of dime from G"

"Damn, stop movin those lips and gimmy some of that shit" I passed of the bag when I heard a cop open the door.

"Hide that shit yo" I said quickly. He slid the bag under his pillow.

"Zane Julian you have a visitor" she said

"Yo, I don't get no gangsta's anymore" she rolled her eyes and grabbed my arm dragging my arm out of the room. She led me to the visiting room.

"There she is" she said pointing to a girl sitting on the chair with a boy sitting next to her.

I don't know her" I said quietly. I shrugged and started to walk over to her and pulled the chair out.

"Who are you?" she asked

"Hell, I don't know"

"So, why are you in here?"

"I was framed by killing a bitch named Gabriella and raping another bitch named Catlin or Catherin"

"Clair!"

"Oh yeah Clair"

"You were framed, you weren't that guy, I was one of the girls" I stared at her blankly before smiling.

"You can bail me out then!" she smiled happily.

The cop handed me the envelope and the cloths I wore before I got arrested. I changed into my other cloths and started to walk towards the exit. Freedom, I looked around ninjago city, all I could think about was finding Ashton.

I remember him talking about living and working at his father's restaurant. It was called brewed, it was a coffee shop. I asked a random pedestrian directions, he told me it was just a block away. A lot has happened since the six months that I have been in jail, it not a year but, I have changed I got a Mohawk, three tattoo's, a lip piercing, I talk gangster, and I have a girlfriend.

I walked slowly, I kept getting stares from different pedestrians. I clenched my fists and teeth they have no right. I shook it off and saw the store with a giant sign that read brewed. I opened the door to the shop and saw Ashton waiting a table in an apron, some jeans, and a black T.

"Yo, matches you didn't think you could ditch me in our crib." he looked over at me and dropped the tray he was holding to pick up dishes.

"Zane!" he ran over to me and hugged me, his grip was hard. I lightly pushed him off, he had the same goofy smile when I met him.

"Zane how did you get out of jail!" half of the heads in the shop looked our way "did you escape" he whispered.

"What?! No! Some bitch came and let me out" he laughed

"You were one of the lucky ones… hey do you have somewhere to stay tonight?" I looked outside and noticed that the sun was going down and night was going to come soon.

"Sure that would be nice" he smiled.

"I'll show you upstairs where I stay" he held my wrist and started to walk towards the kitchen "let me talk to my dad"

He walked over to his dad and started to talk to him. He looked over Ashton's head and looked at me. I waved making him smile, he wasn't one of those dad's, like I had.

He walked over to me and pointed towards the stairs before he led me to a stairwell. I walked up a flight of white carpeted stairs to a hallway. In the hallway there was three doors.

"So, who lives up here" I asked. I could tell there was only two room.

"Just me and my folks" he walked into one of my rooms. It had a white paint on the side of the walls. It had a graffiti of his name on the wall. He had a clear desk with a white chair. There was a bed under the graffiti sign that was close to the ground. And two skate boards on the wall with a dresser under it.

"Nice place you got here" I said

"Thanks, it's nice to see you again" I missed Ashton, he was one of my best friends at jail.