Never A Happy Ending
by Kathryn
Rating: PG-13
January 2001, LA State Prison
Yeah, so, I’m alive. Just about anyway, and I don’t see why I should be, y’know? It’s late, and I’m so fucking cold it’s not funny. I knew there wouldn’t be a happy ending to all of this.
Angel hasn’t been to see me today, and I was wondering why..he hasn’t friggin’ been for ages! He was the one that said I was doin’ good, the one who trusted me the most out of all of them. So I think he should come.
Maybe he’s given up like B. Wouldn’t be surprised, B can be wicked determined sometimes, but when it came to me, she wasn’t.
She was the one that knew that deep down inside, I’m screwed. Trying to help me didn’t work..not surprised about that either.
Food is still crap, along with the guards..won’t take their eyes off me. I’m not sure if it’s cause I’m hot, or if it’s cause they're scared of me. Either way, I can feel their eyes on me, 24/7.
Shit, someone’s coming. I’ll write later.
March 2001, LA State Prison
Another month has gone by. Not a step closer to getting out of this sewer-like, metal trap. They say I’m doing good. My health has improved along with my insanity, so that’s a plus? Right? Whatever, I’m just glad they’ll let me out..eventually. No, I won’t go and find B and screw her life up again. I guess…I’m different now.
Angel hasn’t visited yet. I heard he went killer-boy again, or at least a little crazy. Damnit, he was the only one of the outside I could talk to, properly. I don’t know how long I can stay in here 5 by 5, it is supposed to be tough but geeze, this is worse than anything I’ve ever been through. Lets just see how long I can go before I crack and find a happier ending to all this…
...to be continued...