Chapter142

#Chapter142

Axel's P.O.V.

/"I'm gonna murder you. Trust me. As soon as I get out of this shit hole. If you can violate my fucking human rights, I'll violate yours and shot a bullet through your hairy fucking asshole./" I threaten the security guard, not having the power to scream any more, and he doesn't wince either. Over the past day, he's heard much worse threats come out of my mouth - they're all making my situation worse, but I cannot help myself - all I can see is Sophie screaming in pain in the hospital, losing our baby and me not being able to be there for her because of my shit habits and shit history.

That's the thing about trying to get better - you can't. One way or another your past is going to come bite you in your fucking ass no matter if you would never do stupid shit again, and it's going to ruin every single fucking good thing in your life.

And they wonder why prisoners always return to prison after being let out.