//DISCONTINUED// // C R I N G E // During the car ride home... wait- home? That prison that holds me captive is my home? So not only do I say that my prison is my new home, but Jackson has grown on me. And better yet, I just helped sell drugs across a boarder! What the hell is wrong with me! Everything about this situation is wrong; but I can't help but feel it's right? Ugh! I need therapy or something... "You ok princess?" A voice breaks the silence. "Huh?" I blink in confusion. "You zoned out for a while. Everything ok?" He asks with concern in his voice? "Yeah I'm fine." Said no one. Biggest lie I've ever told. Turns out that being away from my family for this long is starting to take its toll on my emotions. "Are you sure?" "Yes Jackson, I'm sure." I don't mean to sound aggressive or moody, but I miss home - and they won't let me leave.
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