Hasaan walked with his hands shackled in handcuffs down the corridor with one C.O walking ahead and the other walking closely behind him. He was still considered someone dangerous, and so as a result he was one of the inmates more closely watched.
The walk seemed like a excruciatingly long one but finally they had reached the door to the visiting room. Hasaan's mother Saphyre had told him she'd be visiting soon but somehow it had slipped his mind when they had told him to get dressed.
The C.O ahead of him whose name was Charlie opened the door and unshackled his hands before Hasaan entered the room and look around for his mother. He spotted her by her Burgundy dyed hair sitting with two other individuals he quickly recognized to be Symphonee and Messiah. He walked over with his hands in his pockets and sat down in the single chair before them.
"So what did he say?" Hasaan finally asked after sitting in silence.
Silence filled the table before finally Saphyre spoke up and Symphonee looked over at Hasaan solemnly.
"He still says he wants no involvements with you and he refuses to claim you as his son in his campaign." Saphyre spoke. "That man has always been a sorry fucking bastard."
"No I understand why." Hasaan mumbled. "If they hear it'll jeopardize his reputation."
"Fuck his reputation what the fuck?" Symphonee finally spoke up. "You stop claiming your son because suddenly an election is more important than family? Fuck him."
Hasaan's father was a big-shot man who took pride in his reputation and was willing to cut anyone off to protect it. He was never really into black women either aside from his mom up until he had an affair and started a quaint little family filled with mixed little kids. He was a decent father to Hasaan but it was becoming evident things were changing. The two spoke less and less and they grew apart more and more. It didn't help when Hasaan had gotten locked up so now that he was running for city council, he called it quits on being either Symphonee or Hasaan's father. They were "randoms" as he referred to him as, and his mother (whom he still begged to take him back) , was a liar trying to soil his name. Hasaan's father was a narcissistic, inconsiderate, bastardized man and he was seemingly continuing the tradition of being a bastard to his kids.
"Its crazy how foul somebody who's supposed to be your father will do they kids...and out of no where too." Messiah said. "Fuck uncle on soul."
