A loud buzz greets the inmate who was confined to a chair. The air was cold, but the door let in a wave of heat. It intensifies to the point where sweat began to form and the shivering was due to fear.
A female entered the room to look at the inmate. She was furious at him.
The inmate smirked. "So, you just figured out that I lied."
It was New Years Day, and Quinton was up at 1:00am waiting for his girlfriend to come over. He was alone in the living room.
Quinton was still alone.
Quinton had fallen asleep.
Quinton had slept the entire day away and he noticed a card on the table. It was in his girlfriend's hand writting.
"I'm sorry Quinton, I wish I could do this without hurting you. In fact, I know it is terrible of me. However, I have been cheating and I don't want to pretend to love you. My heart just belongs to someone else. You can hate me all you want, I deserve it. I ditched you last night for him. I want to be happy, and if you love me then you'll let me be happy. Don't try to win me back. I'm sorry, -Allie"
Quinton was pale and stiff. He just didn't move. He read the card over and over again. He just stayed stationary and decided it was useless to get up. He eventually broke down crying.