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Chapter Two
He prayed and prayed every second. Even when his jumpsuit was being shed from his body and a hand was crawling further down his body making their way towards his private areas. Slowly down past his cute belly button that poked out. His slow movements only made everything more painful. Then Gerard's prayers were answered.
RING
The sound rung through the air. Then a voice blasted through the speakers 'exercise' Bert froze then quickly grabbed hold of Gerard's package and clutched it in his palm.
"Saved by the bell" he said laughing at his own joke. "Don't worry though we can continue later." Bert added as he walked out of the now open cell.
Gerard stayed on the floor still shaking with fear. Then finally after what had happened had sunk in slightly he put on his jumpsuit and just stood there. What was he supposed to do now? He couldn't go out that was just too scary and he didn't want to stay here in the cell, it was a loose-loose situation.
"Hey what you up to?" a prisoner asked from the cell door. He was small with tattoos and had a Mohawk and the sides died red. He had the whole punk look going on. Gerard froze with fear that another prisoner was there, what was he going to do to him?
"N...nothing" Gerard quickly stuttered out mainly scared of if his previous thoughts were true.
"Right...okay" the man said looked at Gerard suspiciously. "Well I wouldn't let the guards catch you in here; they don't like it when you stay in your cell through exercise time!" with that the man turned and left leaving Gerard stood there.
Finally Gerard forced himself out the cell. He didn't want to get on the wrong side of the guards already. He walked down the metal steps that lead to the ground floor where all the prisoners were.
All the other prisoners looked so much older than him. He was never gonna survive in here. They were all in packs and just by looking at them you could make a pretty good guess of what they were in for. There was a group of thin pale ill looking men obviously in for drugs. There was another group of large fat men that were probably into violence or drug dealing. There was another group that looked kind of cool and more laid back he noticed Bert was in the group and so was the man that had come in the cell before. Bert looked more like the drug user and the other man looked like he was in for robbery or something like that the others in the group look like they were in for similar swell.
But hey what the hell did Gerard know he was a stupid 16 year old and before Adam the only real crime he committed was stealing a comic book when he had no money. There where lot of other groups but decided it was best not to stare at everyone it would only draw attraction to himself. With that thought he went and sat down in the far corner of the room where no one was.
He sat down and played with his hand thinking about all the little things he used to take for granted like drawing. He doubted that he would be able to get drawing equipment in here, now he will never be a comic book artist. What was he going to do with the next 15 years of his life? He made a deal with himself mentally, if after the 1st year things hadn't gotten any better then hell do it he will do it, he will uses the bed covers in his cell and end it all!
Still playing with the thought of suicide he didn't notice a group of people walking up to him. They all surrounded him so there was nowhere to run and the center man that looked like the leader coughed to get his attention. Gerards head shot up eyes wide and shining white.
"So you the new kid" the large man grunted. Gerard head moved to nod. "Well baby round here I'm top dog and if I were you id do exactly as I say, got that?" the man said in a friendly mocking voice. Gerards head repeated the actions. "Well im Bob and ill be seeing you later" the man turned sharply and left with the other guys and his heels. Gerard noticed that Bert was there and so was the other man. While he was looking at the other man, he turned and looked at Gerard and gave a small smile, was that sympathy?
Soon after the bell rung accompanied by a voice saying 'meal time' everyone got up and Gerard followed the crowds of people that all seamed to be going in the same direction. After going down two corridors they reached the canteen. Everyone lined up and Gerard was at the very back of the line. Finally he reached the food and the man serving just sloped on something that resembled mash potato and then some vegetables a small piece of funny looking meat and some gooey gravy if that's what you could call it. Gerard was given a cup of water and finally as he reached the end his face lit up, chocolate brownies. When him and Mikey used to be good his mum used to make a batch. At least there the little things here that won't make it seam as bad all he had to do was focus on the good things no matter how insignificant it may be like brownies.
He went and sat down at a long table, there were some harmless looking guys at the other end of the table but they didn't even seam to notice his presence, but that was fine but him.
After poking at the meat and potato he couldn't stomach it, maybe if the gravy wasn't there it would seam almost edible. So pushing his plate to the side he picked up his chocolate brownie, mouth already watering. He closed his eyes and was just about to take a bite when someone pushed him. He looked up and Bob and Bert were stood over him with evil grins on there faces.
"Hey gee, were you just about to eat my brownie?" Bert asked pretending to be upset. Bob sat down across the table from Gerard.
"Aww Gee, sweet name for a sweet boy" Bob said stroking his knee under the table smiling as Gerard tensed up.
"I want my Brownie Gee!" Bert said in a childish voice. Gerard just passed it to Bert like a robot and hung his head. Bert took a bite and then walked of laughing with Bob.
Gerard couldn't stand it all he wanted to do was scream, why was he so fucking weak? He sipped his water and stayed seated until the bell rang for everyone to go back to there cell. Great more of Bert. The walk back to the seamed to take longer but it didn't matter anyway. The Gerard felt some one tap him on the shoulder, he turned round and it was the man from before who came to his cell.
"Hey, im Frank" he said and waited for Gerard to say something. But Gerard didn't Frank was with part of Bobs group Gerard wanted to try and stay clear of them all. "Well I just wanted to give you this" frank said and handed Gerard something then walked of. Gerard looked down at what frank had given him he smiled.
It was half a chocolate Brownie.
AN- Thnaks for the reviews, they make me smile.
He prayed and prayed every second. Even when his jumpsuit was being shed from his body and a hand was crawling further down his body making their way towards his private areas. Slowly down past his cute belly button that poked out. His slow movements only made everything more painful. Then Gerard's prayers were answered.
RING
The sound rung through the air. Then a voice blasted through the speakers 'exercise' Bert froze then quickly grabbed hold of Gerard's package and clutched it in his palm.
"Saved by the bell" he said laughing at his own joke. "Don't worry though we can continue later." Bert added as he walked out of the now open cell.
Gerard stayed on the floor still shaking with fear. Then finally after what had happened had sunk in slightly he put on his jumpsuit and just stood there. What was he supposed to do now? He couldn't go out that was just too scary and he didn't want to stay here in the cell, it was a loose-loose situation.
"Hey what you up to?" a prisoner asked from the cell door. He was small with tattoos and had a Mohawk and the sides died red. He had the whole punk look going on. Gerard froze with fear that another prisoner was there, what was he going to do to him?
"N...nothing" Gerard quickly stuttered out mainly scared of if his previous thoughts were true.
"Right...okay" the man said looked at Gerard suspiciously. "Well I wouldn't let the guards catch you in here; they don't like it when you stay in your cell through exercise time!" with that the man turned and left leaving Gerard stood there.
Finally Gerard forced himself out the cell. He didn't want to get on the wrong side of the guards already. He walked down the metal steps that lead to the ground floor where all the prisoners were.
All the other prisoners looked so much older than him. He was never gonna survive in here. They were all in packs and just by looking at them you could make a pretty good guess of what they were in for. There was a group of thin pale ill looking men obviously in for drugs. There was another group of large fat men that were probably into violence or drug dealing. There was another group that looked kind of cool and more laid back he noticed Bert was in the group and so was the man that had come in the cell before. Bert looked more like the drug user and the other man looked like he was in for robbery or something like that the others in the group look like they were in for similar swell.
But hey what the hell did Gerard know he was a stupid 16 year old and before Adam the only real crime he committed was stealing a comic book when he had no money. There where lot of other groups but decided it was best not to stare at everyone it would only draw attraction to himself. With that thought he went and sat down in the far corner of the room where no one was.
He sat down and played with his hand thinking about all the little things he used to take for granted like drawing. He doubted that he would be able to get drawing equipment in here, now he will never be a comic book artist. What was he going to do with the next 15 years of his life? He made a deal with himself mentally, if after the 1st year things hadn't gotten any better then hell do it he will do it, he will uses the bed covers in his cell and end it all!
Still playing with the thought of suicide he didn't notice a group of people walking up to him. They all surrounded him so there was nowhere to run and the center man that looked like the leader coughed to get his attention. Gerards head shot up eyes wide and shining white.
"So you the new kid" the large man grunted. Gerard head moved to nod. "Well baby round here I'm top dog and if I were you id do exactly as I say, got that?" the man said in a friendly mocking voice. Gerards head repeated the actions. "Well im Bob and ill be seeing you later" the man turned sharply and left with the other guys and his heels. Gerard noticed that Bert was there and so was the other man. While he was looking at the other man, he turned and looked at Gerard and gave a small smile, was that sympathy?
Soon after the bell rung accompanied by a voice saying 'meal time' everyone got up and Gerard followed the crowds of people that all seamed to be going in the same direction. After going down two corridors they reached the canteen. Everyone lined up and Gerard was at the very back of the line. Finally he reached the food and the man serving just sloped on something that resembled mash potato and then some vegetables a small piece of funny looking meat and some gooey gravy if that's what you could call it. Gerard was given a cup of water and finally as he reached the end his face lit up, chocolate brownies. When him and Mikey used to be good his mum used to make a batch. At least there the little things here that won't make it seam as bad all he had to do was focus on the good things no matter how insignificant it may be like brownies.
He went and sat down at a long table, there were some harmless looking guys at the other end of the table but they didn't even seam to notice his presence, but that was fine but him.
After poking at the meat and potato he couldn't stomach it, maybe if the gravy wasn't there it would seam almost edible. So pushing his plate to the side he picked up his chocolate brownie, mouth already watering. He closed his eyes and was just about to take a bite when someone pushed him. He looked up and Bob and Bert were stood over him with evil grins on there faces.
"Hey gee, were you just about to eat my brownie?" Bert asked pretending to be upset. Bob sat down across the table from Gerard.
"Aww Gee, sweet name for a sweet boy" Bob said stroking his knee under the table smiling as Gerard tensed up.
"I want my Brownie Gee!" Bert said in a childish voice. Gerard just passed it to Bert like a robot and hung his head. Bert took a bite and then walked of laughing with Bob.
Gerard couldn't stand it all he wanted to do was scream, why was he so fucking weak? He sipped his water and stayed seated until the bell rang for everyone to go back to there cell. Great more of Bert. The walk back to the seamed to take longer but it didn't matter anyway. The Gerard felt some one tap him on the shoulder, he turned round and it was the man from before who came to his cell.
"Hey, im Frank" he said and waited for Gerard to say something. But Gerard didn't Frank was with part of Bobs group Gerard wanted to try and stay clear of them all. "Well I just wanted to give you this" frank said and handed Gerard something then walked of. Gerard looked down at what frank had given him he smiled.
It was half a chocolate Brownie.
AN- Thnaks for the reviews, they make me smile.
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