Prison Love

Chapter One

Jamien POV

I didn't picture my life in prison, but here I am. After all the stories I was told, it all seem like a dream. There's lots of people that are mostly here because they murdered someone.

I found out that this one dude murdered his wife for cheated. Just imaging a dude like him killing me gave me nightmares. On the other hand some are here for stupid things, like rubbing a bank or a gus station.

You might be wondering why I'm here. Well to be honest it's because of my soon-to-be ex girlfriend. She told the cops where I was and I ended up here. I had found out who was involved in murdering my grandparents. Told my girlfriend and she thought it was a good idea to get revenge, so I did. The sad part is that I didn't kill him.

I know what you're thinking "why plan on killing somebody and back out?" To be honest I panicked and instead wanted anwers. Before I could get anywhere there was sirens blazing outside. I round up in prsion for using a deadly weapon, kidnap and attempting murder.

The judge was nice enough to give me three years because I explained to her what the guy did. Turns out he was wanted for more then just murder.

Everybody knows how it is in prsion. To sum it all up it's like a nightmare you can't wake up from. The only way you'll survive is to make friends with the toughest person and hope they like you.

It was easy for me because that person was in the same cell block. He was big, like his muscles had muscles. I had my stage of liking a men actually slept with one but this is prison so you can't think like that.

"Hey you mind if I could ask you a question?" I was sitting against the wall staring up at my roomate.

"You got 5 seconds."

"Why a guy like you in here?" He looked at me with his big blue eyes and I swear I felt a shiver go down my spine.

"I should ask you the same thing" I had to think for a second nobody here knows why maybe because anything I did is what everyone here already did murder.

"I didn't do what you think I did" That was dumb to say cause all he did was laugh.

"You come on now everybody has rached their breaking point" he said while still laughing.

"So let me guess somebody as intimidating as you got their feelings hurt cause their not buff enough" I said with a smirk on my face.

It dropped as soon as he climbed down from his bed and was standing in front of me. I was literally skaken ready to scream for help, but I stayed where I was just to show how tuff I was. In prison showing fear is the worst thing you can do, especially after you just called them out.

"Don't think a pertty boy like you can't be touched. You in my cell block talking shit." I couldn't help but stare at his lips. In all honesty I just wanted to kiss them.

I stood up and walked up to him."There's no need to be mad boo, but I know I'm attractive. Plus you won't touch me" I said with a smirk on my face. The guy stood at least at 6'5 while I was at 6'3. I'm a pretty tall guy and I have lot of muscles, but this guy looked like an Adonis. I know was crossing the line but I needed to show how brave I am, even if I'll get my ass beat or fucked which I know I shouldn't think that but my mind and body said other wise.

As tough as I was pretending to be I was scared of what could happen. But I needed to prove that I wasn't a little bitch. That is one thing I will not be. If I have to I'll fight my own battle, I just hope I don't die in here.

Stay tone for chapter two

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