Carl pov:
I guess you could say I was mad I wasn't mad at Adam just for what he was saying how could he be sorry he dint even do anything sure he wet my shirt but he can't help but cry
I look at Adam and kiss his forehead and smile at him he wraps his arms around my neck and snuggles his head into my neck he pulls away and un wraps his arms from around my neck he stands there in front of me someone clears there throat I look to see my dad
I speak and say "uh hi dad.....what happened" he looked between me and Adam he speaks up and says "umm it was Patrick he must of got sick and umm...passed" I nod and Adam looks at the ground
My dad nod and walks by us he pats my shoulder we'll walking by me,I look at Adam hes still looking at the ground I smirk a little and quickly pick him up bridle style he makes a cute little squeak noise I can't help but have a small smile play on my lips
He wraps his arms around my neck and snuggles his head into the crook of my neck
I carry him back up to his cell and lay him down on his bed he smiles at me and kisses me I'm a little shocked at first but I kiss him back
He pulls away gently I can't help but smile if I could I would lay in bed with him all day and all night but I have to go see if my dad needs anything "Adam I have to go help my dad put are you going to be ok?"I ask "ya I'm fine" he answers
I nod and walk out of the cell waving