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Just trying to survive
WARNING! Do not own Gerard Way in any way shape or form ok? Got it? Good ~~~~~~~~~~~ Okay, lets say that the goverment decided to cut down the homo-ness going on, also people complained the pris...
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She didn't know she would get caught. How in the hell did she get caught with killing her abusive dick-head of a boyfriend? She was SO careful! Well it didn't matter now she was going to jail. But it wasn't the jails as it use to be with just females or just males. She was going to the new mixed gendered jail where both males and females share a cell. She had to go to jail during that revolution.
"Alright ladies and gentleman!" the head policeman snarled at them. "Welcome to your new home, see those fences? Those walls? Those people? They will be all you ever know till you get out God help you. Now stand in a line and walk in a line without talking. Look straight ahead and answer only 'yes sir' 'no sir' 'yes ma’am' 'no ma’am'. Now march!" She stood standing in line with the rest of the new inmates doing as the policeman told them to do. She got rid of her clothes and went into the uniform, got pictured and got her bed stuff.
"Now, I'm going to call your name and tell you which cell you are going to," said a different policeman. He named them one by one until she was last.
"Bella Roberts," the policeman called out making her look at him. "You have cell 605....605?" he said then asked looking at the other man then sighed. "Good luck there lady."
This only made her worry even more. Why did he say that? Who was in that cell? She figured she had to find out. She followed the policeman down to the cell, she heard most inmates whistling and making comments at her till she reached cell 605 and you could have heard a needle drop.
"Cell 605...good luck," he said as she went in and shut the cell door. At first she didn't hear anything. She looked at the small window of the door seeing the mixed group. She was still worried on why they told her good luck, then she heard a voice.
"So...you're the fresh meat."
"Alright ladies and gentleman!" the head policeman snarled at them. "Welcome to your new home, see those fences? Those walls? Those people? They will be all you ever know till you get out God help you. Now stand in a line and walk in a line without talking. Look straight ahead and answer only 'yes sir' 'no sir' 'yes ma’am' 'no ma’am'. Now march!" She stood standing in line with the rest of the new inmates doing as the policeman told them to do. She got rid of her clothes and went into the uniform, got pictured and got her bed stuff.
"Now, I'm going to call your name and tell you which cell you are going to," said a different policeman. He named them one by one until she was last.
"Bella Roberts," the policeman called out making her look at him. "You have cell 605....605?" he said then asked looking at the other man then sighed. "Good luck there lady."
This only made her worry even more. Why did he say that? Who was in that cell? She figured she had to find out. She followed the policeman down to the cell, she heard most inmates whistling and making comments at her till she reached cell 605 and you could have heard a needle drop.
"Cell 605...good luck," he said as she went in and shut the cell door. At first she didn't hear anything. She looked at the small window of the door seeing the mixed group. She was still worried on why they told her good luck, then she heard a voice.
"So...you're the fresh meat."
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