Chapter 62 - 62. New Routine
After eating under the narrowed eyes of a few baldies, and with a new 'friend', I started grazing who I was able to graze and flipping the coin. Trying to look into the future, which was still hiding itself.
I also beca paranoid and went through my cell, thinking the guards had hidden caras there. When I found none, I got cake for my cellmate, putting a finger to my lips to ask him to keep it secret, while I, myself, got to smoke and did just whatever I wanted.
There were two hours a day we could leave the track apparently, not that I had the possibility until now. The prison yard was just like you would imagine it. Grass, sky, and massive walls; a few benches attached to the floor; a few tools for training as well as barbed wire. No matter in which direction you looked, there was no possibility to ever forget that you were locked up.
It was really disappointing, and I hated the yard, although the fresh air was really nice. I hated that when I closed my eyes and went to a quiet corner, I could talk myself into believing I was still free, but the mont I opened my eyes...it was all gone. Though, my old, free life felt already like it had been centuries ago.
My first ti shitting with my shitting buddy was a better experience than the yard was; we both followed the rules we had implented, and it felt like we had a bit of privacy.
The next day, at lunch, the bald gigantic guy, whose na was Teddy, ca to us again, for the other als he was with his gang. Still, their looks turned more and more unfriendly, and I had the suspicion that Teddy was trying to change the gangs after hearing of my unbelievable feat. I got the feeling that he wanted to wait until this group attacked
and then to turn to the winner's side, preferable mine.
I really didn't like to be used, and although I saw that he wasn't a bad person before getting assaulted in the past, I have already seen what my pity got
into.
Though Henry and I would have beco Enemies even without my pity and fruitless efforts to convince him, nothing would have changed anyway.
While I wanted for everyone to shudder with fear when crossing , I opted out to kill or actively finding so child-molester. For now, I wanted to wait and see, and I wanted to get myself the tattoos I had seen myself in the future with.
The rumors were still helpful, but it wouldn't stay like this; I knew that.
And now, after two days of flipping the coin and getting paranoid, I also ca into the pleasure of seeing two guys fucking for the first ti. One of them was long-haired and looked feminine, like Jacques; the other was bulky and massive. It happened when I was brought to a warden again the next day, and I passed this love-cell.
I vomited nearly then and there, but at least it seed sowhat happening with both parties consent.
"Won't you do anything against 'that'?" I asked the guard after we passed the cell.
"No matter what you try, you can't control the sexual urges of n." He answered, so that was that.
When I ca to the warden's office, and I am proud to say that I had no seizures since my grandma's visit, it was not the Mr. Atkins from the other ti but so sleazy guy looking like a businessman.
I was chained against a chair, and the man started talking,
"You have declined the deal, I see. I understand that you hope to get sothing better, but I would be concerned if I were you. You should talk before the guys upstairs-" He pointed at the ceiling,
"-are going to chain you and just do what they want with you." He looked at
like he was my sworn brother, being on my side.
"Won't you tell , and I will get you a better deal?"
"Here?" I looked around and asked.
"Yes, if you just explain how you let the weapon disappear after the incident in the showers, I will speak with them." He pointed upstairs again.
"I need free hands." I said, and he nodded, motioning for the guard.
"... Sir..." The guard fell silent, not moving.
"Just uncuff him, he wants to cooperate, right?" At the end, he turned to
and I nodded.
The guard opened my cuffs, and I flexed my wrists. My fingers were all healed but still didn't look good, seeming a bit too askew, and a few of my joints were partly protruding.
"I also want to touch the keys." I said, never believing they would let .
The sleazy warden motioned for the guard to follow up,
"You can count them, after he touched them."
Getting my hands on the keychain with multiple keys, I looked at them, trying to rember each shape.
"Enough, now, show ." At the warden's words, the guard ripped the keys out of my hands.
"You have to co closer, you want to see it, right?" Never thought it would work again, but after a bout of exchanging glances, the warden ca closer. I originally wanted to punch him because I really didn't like him, but he wasn't dumb enough to co that close.
So I just gesticulated with my destroyed hands, as if I were washing them before I put one hand in the other. Revealing one hand that had only my askew middle finger raised, I finished,
"Tadaa." I said.
The sleazy warden lost it, he took sothing from his desk and threw it at . I tried to dodge but got my forehead injured. Anyway. After I was cuffed again and the warden cald down, he inford
of my new routine.
"You won't be able to finish your high-school here or work to get more privileges for now. We prepared a room for you, where you will be brought daily. Today is the first day." He motioned for the guard to take
away.
Oh, that sounded interesting. A bit of blood ran into my eye, and on the way out, I noticed that what he threw at
was a picture fra, of him and his wife, as well as his teenage-daughter.
"Hot daughter you have there." I said while walking out, feeling like a third-rate villain. The warden fell silent, and I heard him getting the picture back from the floor.
She was really hot. Oh my goodness, when was the last ti I had seen a chick in here?
Only my grandma...
I was brought to another floor, shuddering at my own thoughts.
We entered a white-tiled room, with absolutely nothing in it.
Oh yes, there were caras, there was a mirror wall as well.
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