Craig's: POV

"Why am I not surprised to see you?" Officer Giles asked walking into the interrogation room.

"I'll tell you why, it's because you're a little hooligan who gets in trouble with the law every second of every day," He yelled slammed his pudgy fist onto the table causing the book that was on it to float up slightly.

"Why is it whenever something goes wrong you always blame me?" I asked in a bored tone.

"Because you're the only one stupid enough to break the rules and get caught," Officer Giles replied.

"So you just drag me in here and accuse me of doing something just because of my lack of brains?" I asked.

"I am dragging you in here because of your lack of compassion for other people," Officer Giles snapped.

"My lack of compassion for other people? What does this have to do with anything?"

"The boy you murdered! You felt no compassion for him or his family!"

"Whoa wait a minute I didn't murder anyone, I may hate a lot of people but I never murdered anyone,"

"Don't try and talk your way out of this, we all know it was you,"

"I'll telling you man I did not murder anyone," I said putting my hands up defensively.

"When that boy's parents see you in the court house when you're on trial I hope their words hit you to the core, I hope that you suffer every night in your atrocious prison cell like that are suffering every night because of the loss of their son," Officer Giles said darkly.

"Don't I get at least one phone call?" I asked ignoring Officer Giles's cold words.

"Yeah go ahead," He said pushing the phone in my direction. I didn't know whether to call my best friend Clyde or my parents, I decided on Clyde.

"Hello?" He answered after a few rings, by the sound of his voice I could tell he had been crying.

"Hey," I said.

"What do you want?" He asked darkly.

"Whatever you do don't hang up, I only have one call," I said.

"Oh so you're finally getting what you deserve huh?" Clyde asked darkly and even though I couldn't see him I knew that he was glaring through the phone at me.

"Look Clyde I didn't kill him, you have to believe me, I didn't kill him," I said.

"I thought you were my friend," He muttered.

"I am your friend!"

"No you're not, a real friend wouldn't do this, what were you so jealous of Craig?"

"Nothing, it's just that…I didn't do it okay!"

"You say that but I don't think I can believe you,"

"You're my best friend I would never want to hurt you,"

"Whatever, never talk to me again, you ruined my life," Clyde said and before I could respond I hurt the sound of the dial tone.

"Shit," I muttered putting the phone back on the cradle.

"Well that sounds like it went well," Giles smirked at me; I glared at him.

"Are you ready to go to your cell?" He asked a few minutes later. I nodded knowing that it would be no use arguing now, he was already 100% certain that it was me. I followed him down the dark and depressing corridor ignoring the shouts from the other inmates as he led me to my cell.

"Here it is and here is your cell mate," Officer Giles said pointing to a dirty man in his earlier twenties that was sleeping on the bottom bunk.

"Cant I have my own cell?" I asked not wanting to spend my life in a jail cell with a smelly dirty man.

"Yes you can and would you like some lobster on a silver platter while we're at it?" Giles asked sarcastically. I flipped him off and stepped into the cell, it smelled like pure rotten ass trash in here, it was disgusting! I jumped slightly when Giles slammed the cell door shut and turned the key in it to lock it. Well this is it, I thought, captured like a bird just waiting to be free. I looked around the cell and what I saw disgusting me further, there was a rusty toilet with a giant turd and a big wad of yellow toilet paper in the corner and I nearly puked my guts out when I saw a giant mutant roach skitter across the floor.

"Who's there!" My cell mate suddenly called out in a deep scratchy voice. I turned and saw that he was sitting up in his bed with his dark brown hair going wildly out in every direction, and his grey eyes were rimmed red and he stank of beer and tobacco."Well who are you my little friend?" He asked smiling wide. I gagged at the sight of his yellow and black teeth.

"My name is Craig," I said not wanting to piss off the insane looking man.

"Oh that's nice I'm Lenny," He said still smiling his creepy grin.

"What are you in here for?" I asked still trying not to get on his bad side.

"I killed some little girl, she deserved it though, she kept stealing my tomatoes," He answered.

"You killed someone for that?" I asked cocking an eyebrow.

"What are you in here for?" Lenny asked ignoring my question.

"Nothing at all, Giles just wants to frame me because he says I have no compassion," I said.

"That's what they all say," Lenny muttered going back over to his bed to go back to sleep.