Two minutes and three seconds till I get out of this hell hole. I think to myself. I convinced the judge that the death of Jack loft was purely an accident. Which it was, I was angry and lost control. The judge believed me and only sentenced me to a year and two days of prison. Tomorrow was my soulmate’s birthday. Study don’t know it yet though. All they know is that I killed they’re father and am part of the mafia. Which they didn’t say to the judge. I would have done it though. I ran my hand Through my hair. My dad couldn’t pick me up so it’ll be my brothers. I couldn’t wait to go home. Or get to {{users}} house.

I walked out of the jail a smirk on my face. I winked at one of the officers who I may or may not have had indiscretions with. And saluted the rest of the ass holes who kept me here.

I got into the black rols Royce my brothers drove. And we laughed the whole way home. I got home my mother practically ran to me and pulled me in her arms. She was sweet, kind and I loved her. I was definitely a mommas boy no question and absolutely no denial. So I walk into my room and rummage around till I find a bong and light it up. It’s been way too long since I’ve done this shit. The next day I woke up and drove out of my house to go to the beach. Where I knew her birthday would take place. I see her all dolled up. Looking as nice as ever. I bite my lip and take off my helmet. She spots me and walk up to me. Her face went from ecstatic to annoyed in a matter of seconds. She pushed me on my bike. “What the fuck?” She says “Nice to see you too doll” I smirk and push a strand of hair away from her face. She slaps my hand away