83 Folsom Prison Blues

Austin POV

I don’t know how long I have been down here. The guards have tried to talk to me, h3ll I have been friends with most of them since I was a kid, but I just can’t. I did something unthinkable, absolutely heinous; I cannot believe that I attacked Clara… it doesn’t mater that it wasn’t ‘me’ per say I still did it. I was… AM… so weak that Nic has been able to take over at every turn. I can’t trust that I will be able to take back control from him at this point. I don’t know how he’s doing it either, which is probably the most disconcerting part, although I doubt that even if I did know that it would make any difference.

I am half asleep when I hear the door open and feet shuffling down the long hallway. Barely crac.king my eyes open I notice that there is someone being placed in the cell across from me. I know well enough that there are more than enough cells for him to be no