Haunted | maviite |
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The fear from being imprisoned had vanished within the first month. Nathan had hated his life before his arrest, but he could hardly even call in life anymore. He was alone right now, locked in their solitary room. He had only fought back when attacked, and he was the one in trouble. Everyone here had it out for him. The privileged rich kid that killed two girls, even if one was only classified as manslaughter.
The guards treating him unfairly weren’t as bad as the other prisoners. Oh God, how they had already broken him. He hadn’t gotten a single visitor since he was sentenced. Life in prison was a fate worse than death.
But he was alone now, safe from abuse. A mere four weeks in prison felt like an eternity, a lifetime was impossible to imagine. He tried not to think about it to avoid the panic attack. No one here cared that he was ill, crazy.. No one cared that he was a kid or a victim. Used and discarded.
He shivered, a sudden chill travelling through his entire body. A blue butterfly was in the room, somehow... Maybe it was a hallucination.
