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"Are you sure this is really something you want to do?" Looking up at him, Cassia gripped his hand a little tighter as they made their way down the long hallway. She felt uneasy being led by Jamie, the energy in the atmosphere being beyond unsettling.
"I'm sure...and it's too late now anyways. We're here I think." She whispered, her eyes glued to the closed door in front of them. Glancing towards her feet, she slowly trailed her eyes back up to stare into those of Cepheus.
"I'll wait for you out-."
"No, can you come with me, please. It'll make me feel more comfortable." Nibbling on his bottom lip, Cepheus didn't hesitate to nod his head with the grip on her hand tightening. Glancing over at Jamie, he gave a small subtle nod to tell him they were ready to go in. Taking a step forward, Jamie pushed the key into the lock before shaking it a little bit, Cepheus and Cassia waiting until they heard the click of the lock letting them know it was open.
"I managed to get y'all a full hour, if you need it extended then just let me know." Jamie smiled while pulling the metal door open. Smiling back, Cassia nodded her head to say a small thanks while Cepheus only dapped him.
Glancing back, she grabbed onto his hand again before beginning on her way into the room. Her eyes fell on the young boy who sat with his head down in his hands. He was her complexion, short curls on his head with earrings decorating both of his ears. Pulling her lips into her mouth, Cassia made her way towards one of the chairs across from him with Cepheus close behind. She sat down, him doing the same, before the two of them stared at the boy in silence.
Slowly raising his head, Isaac eyed both of them, Cassia shocked from how identical he looked to her. His eyes looked helpless, nothing but sadness and pain filling them. Although he hadn't opened his mouth to speak, it wasn't hard to tell he had to have been having a hard time in jail. Bruises on his face from clearly being a target of some type of attack in there.
"Who did that?" Cepheus pointed towards his face, the bruises standing out to him because from when he talked to him the first time, he never took him to be involved in bullshit and fighting. The kid seemed beyond innocent, the lifestyle that he was portrayed to attain not accurately fitting him at all.
"U- um, I don't-."
"Snitching only matters when we dealing with the law, someone busted the fuck out your face so who did it?" He asked again, Isaac glancing from a concerned Cassia to Cepheus who sat with his jaw clenched.
"It was somebody named Drew, he became my roommate after you left. It's only ever him, and he only bothers me when nobody else is around. He's a lot older than me, bigger than me too so there's nothing I can do to defend myself. And they only classify it as fighting because they already think I'm a murderer, they don't have sympathy for anybody like that." Furrowing her eyebrows, Cassia leaned closer to examine his bruises a little better. Reaching out, she went to touch him but he instantly flinched, causing a frown to form on her face.
