It's just a dream

~Jimmy's POV~

Nothing made sense, I woke up on the floor of a prison cell. I could only remember falling asleep with Lecia in my arms, she was no where to be seen either. I looked up at the door as a guard walked by, opened the door, and threw a sandwich in before shutting it again."What am I in for?" I screamed

"You killed a party full of women you sick bastard." and with that he was gone.

 I don't remember doing that, then again I don't remember much of yesterday. I couldn't deal through the day with my Ma, or Lecia so I turned to the only thing I had, Alcohol. I sat on the ground for a bit, thinking of what Lecia was doing right now. I was pulled from my thoughts though when I heard a male voice go, "Jimmy."

I met the eyes of Stanley, Elsa manager, "What do you want Stanley?"

"Did you do it?"

"I don't think I did."

"Well all the evidence points toward you fella, you are going to need a pretty good lawyer to win this one, and it will probably cost more than a waitress's salary."

"Well I have nothing of real value."

"That's where you are wrong, the right buyer will pay no less than $3,000 for something you have, more for the pair." He looked from my eyes to my hands.

"No. I'm not letting you cut off my hands."

"Only the left one then. Think about it, yea you won't be able to jack off as easily but you will be out of prison and reunited with Alicia once again. Make up your mind, drink a drop of this for yes, and I will get you out of here."

"You promise, only the left." I stepped closer

"I promise." I couldn't see but behind the door he had his fingers crossed, he was lying but I was too blinded by a need for Lecia to see it.

 I drank a drop and instantly felt sick, it burned going down. Next thing I knew I was being rushed from the room and into an ambulance. Stanley sat next to me and said something to the driver before knocking me out. While I was out I had a wonderful dream, I was on a farm, filled with cows, horses, sheep and a dog. I was walking away from them though and towards the woman in the dress who was feeding the chickens, she turned towards me and I was greeted by Lecia's face, she looked so happy. I kissed her and then placed a hand on the bump showing through the dress, feeling a small kick against my hand. I was smiling and happy too, until I woke up and was greeted with the reality before me, handcuffed to a bed in the jail, handless on both arms.