His Angel

Chapter 39

Anthony's POV

On the walk back to my cell I felt relief. I finally felt like I made peace with Suga. The feeling was short-lived though. Once I got outside my cell I can see my cellmate Kyle going through my commissary. He is always going through my stuff like it's his, but that is our deal. He doesn't have family or friends that deal with him anymore. I don't care as long as he does his job and keeps people out of my ass. To be honest no one but him was bothering me in the first place. I basically pay him to leave me alone.

"Hey Atonia, we're running low on honey buns. Get some more they're my favorites." He has no manners, has no respect for me, and isn't all that bright. I can see why people on the outside don't want to be bothered with him. If I didn't need him so much I wouldn't deal with him. But it was very humbling getting my ass beat the first week I was here. As soon as the guards hollered lights outs, Kyle would begin to terrorize me. I learned quickly that my word wasn't worth shit to Kyle without money to back it up. When Suga had put money on my books I was so excited. I am positive I was about to be more of his bitch than I am now.

I laid on my bunk and read a book as Kyle went back to watching my television. He mostly just flipped the channels like a child. Mostly because he knew it got on my nerves. As much as he walked around calling me a weak little bitch. His show selection makes him the bitch. He likes to watch talk shows like Wendy Williams and reality shows like the Kardashians and the Real housewives. I haven't seen a sports game of any kind since I got here because he hates sports.

As we sat in our cell as relaxed as we could be. A guard came in and turned off the television. "What do you want? I was watching that." I sat up and look towards the guard. Unlike Kyle, I still have a healthy respect for the guards. Also since I have not yet been sentenced I am not trying to add any more time to what I might get. "Pack your shit your changing cells, Kyle." At had him sitting up straight and paying attention. "What do you mean changing cells? No one requested a change," he said glaring at me as he spoke. I just shrugged because he knows I didn't put in a request. He is always with me. "Antonia" shaking his head he started again. "I mean Anthony did you request a new celly?"

I did get to answer. The guard nodded his head and a few more guards crowded into our cell. "Look pack it or leave, I don't care. We don't have all day and it is not up for negotiations." Kyle is big or smart but I guess he is smart enough to know he can't fight them all. He began to throw his things into the net bag that was given to him. Since he kept my commissary with his stuff he began to load that stuff up too. I don't care he can have it all, it's worth it for him to leave. I'll simply replace it as soon as I can.

"Leave his snacks." Kyle turned towards the guard visibly shocked that they knew. "It's no secret that you never have visitors or make phone calls, no letters, no one put money on your books, and no one like you." I can tell the guard took pleasure in being so blunt with him. "Stop looking at Anthony. I'm in charge. You have two minutes to get your crap together. Tik Tok Kyle." I swear can see smoke rising off his head. "If Anthony didn't request it, why am I being moved? You have to tell me, I have rights." I guess he overstepped because the next thing I know he was on the ground being cuffed. "Yes, you do. You have the right to remain silent. You're giving me a fucking headache" Snapping his fingers one officer came and emptied my snacks from his bag and placed them on his now empty bunk. Then two other officers grabbed him and carried him out. The guard then turned to leave the cell waving as he left. "Enjoy your private cell, Anthony." 

Suga's POV

As soon as I left the prison, I called my dad. We needed to get into Anthony's house asap. I simply tell him that I am on my way. The next thing I did was make arrangements for Anthony to have some real protection. I make arrangements for him to have protection from a guard and a few inmates that owe me. As long as I need them they can consider his protection their monthly payment. For now, I can not have anything happen to him.