Chapter 4:

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic

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"Oh my god, I'm so sorry I didn't see you there. Ya' know sometimes I don't always pay attention where I'm going and-"

"It's alright." The man said as he got taken away by a cop. The woman I was with pulled me in the opposite direction back to the women's cells.

"Who was that?" I asked her.

"That's Tony. I don't know his last name. He's been in here for 20 years."

"Oh wow. Why?"

"Drugs; Violence. He's had many chances where the judge would let him go but he constantly gets in trouble. You two both have some things in common."

"Oh really? Like what?" I asked as I arrived to my cell.

"Well, your attitude for one thing. And the fact the you've both attempted to escape. Did you notice that he had chains on his feet too?"

"No way." She locked me in my cell and left me alone. I laid down on my flimsy, shitty mattress and closed my eyes.

He was very attractive, but way too old for me. Tony had blue eyes and long, dark brown hair with a matching goatee. I could tell he had nice muscles by the ones on his arms. He had a green shirt with matching bottoms. Mine are orange. . . I slowly drifted off to sleep.

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I started to run. Fast. I knew he was in danger and it was up to me to help him. I yanked open the door. He was standing at gun point. The man turned around and I gasped. It was Tony. I couldn't see the man's face who was holding the gun but I didn't have time to react. I heard someone yell "NO!" followed by a loud gun shot. I felt a searing pain in my stomach just below my diaphragm. I fell to my knees. I heard someone laugh followed by screaming. . . 

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I felt someone shaking me. I woke up and sat up quickly, grabbing my head as I started to get dizzy. I felt beads of sweat on my forehead.

"Cordi! Are you alright?" It was Mel and a police officer.

"I. . . I don't know."
"What happened? We heard you screaming," said the police officer.

"I was screaming?"

"Yes. I thought you were hurt."

"I just had a bad dream that's all," I told them. They helped me up out of bed. The officer trusted Mel enough to leave her to watch me as she went and got me a new set of smocks.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Mel asked me.

"Yes. I just had a bad dream. That's all."

"Well, what happened?"

"I had a dream that I was running to someone. And then I got shot and heard screaming."

"Who shot you?"

"I don't know. I never got to see his face." The police officer came back in and handed me a new green jumpsuit to put on.

"I'm sorry it took so long. I couldn't find any orange ones."

"It's alright. I like green," I said as I smiled at her. She smiled back.

"Are you sure you're fine?"

"Yes ma'am. Thank you." She handcuffed me and Mel.

"I'm going to trust you and not put chains on your feet. Alright?"

"Alright." I laughed. She held our arms and we walked to the Rec room. It was pouring rain outside so today we stayed in. There are dozens of round tables around the huge room. Some tables have inmates playing games like Candyland or Monopoly, and other have inmates playing just simple card games. One particular table caught my eye. The police officer un-cuffed Mel and I and I pulled her over to the table. "Hello everyone," I said. The five men looked up at me like I was crazy. "Do you mind if we play?"

"Pull up some seats," replied one of the guys. He had dark hair and facial hair. He had brown eyes and a scar over his left one. "I'm Harvey."

"I'm Cordi, and this is my friend Mel."

"This is Jacobi, Mike, Tony and Franco." We said hello to them. They just nodded. Tony looked at me funny.

"Hey! You're the guy I fell on!" I said.

"Yeah. You didn't get hurt did you?"

"No, I'm okay. So, uh, what game are we playing here? It seemed pretty intense when we first arrived."

"Go Fish," the blonde, Jacobi, said.

"Oh man I suck at the game." I said. Harvey recollected all the cards and shuffled them. He handed all of us seven cards each. I had no matches. I looked around and it seemed like everyone had at least two matches. Here we go.

"Go fish," Mike told Harvey.

"Son of a bitch," Harvey yelled. We all laughed. Out of the corner of my eye I kept catching Mel looking at Tony and vice versa.

"Hey, little girl." Oh no. "Hey, shithead, I'm talking to you." The table got quite. Mel clenched her fists. Someone pushed Mike and Franco out of the way and leaned across the table. Her messy, long blonde hair covered her face. As she brushed it out of the way she look at me saying, "Hello Cordi."

"Hey Bridge." Mel said. Her name was Bridgett but everyone called her Bridge.

"Mel. So Cordi, what are you doing here with all the big dogs? Aren't 16 year olds supposed to be, oh gee, I don't know, sitting at home babysitting, texting their little girlfriends? At home fucking their boyfriends?" I looked down at my cards. I could feel eyes burning into me, including Tony's. "Come on. You know how much I love this story. Tell me, why doesn't anyone visit you on visitation days? Where's your favorite aunt? No wait, where's mommy and daddy?" She sneered at me.

I gently placed my cards down on the table in a nice little pile and looked up at her. She looked at her little friends and started to laugh. I stood up. Her 5'11" towering over my 5'6". "Oh what's wrong? Did I hurt your feelings?"

I got on top of the table and jumped on top of her. I pulled her hair; I punched her in the face four times; I felt someone pull me off. She quickly stood up and punched me really hard in the eye. I started screaming different profanities in her direction as I was lifted up. I looked down at the arms and recognized them as Tony's. Six police officers ran over - two handcuffed Bridge and the other four pulled me away from Tony and grabbed my arms and legs, carrying me out of the Rec room.


Submitted: June 21, 2015

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