He's Agressive And I أحبها {BWWM} {Editing}

The Worst

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Its days like this grayson wished he had his mother. He woke up with another splitting headache, this the fourth day in the row he woke up like this. "Grayson get up! you're working the lunchroom today." The guard said yelling into his cage.

"Damn man! is all that yelling necessary, shit." He said grabbing his head.

"What was that intimate?" the guard yelled again. And this time stepping into grayson cell.

Grayson wasn't really shocked that the guard stepped in. He really didn't give a damn if he stepped out. All he knew was the guard was looking for a fight and he didn't have the time,today.

"Look man." If its a fight you looking for come back tomorrow, I'm really not in the mood. So if you can fuck off it be really great." He said as sarcastically.

All grayson heard was big boots leaving and the jail cell closing.

He signed and turned over. He closed his eyes and went back to sleep.
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~Trinity~

"Trinity, can you take this lunch to intimate 432167. And to be specific intimate, Grayson."

"Yes, sir."

She walked out the lunch room and made it to cell block D. So she was currently on the floor with a bunch of racist whites. She heard about them and was scared nonetheless.

"A girl what you doing down here? I can show your ass a really nice time plus your beautiful for a nigga. If you know what I mean." One of the intimates said to her but she ignored him she couldn't think about that right know she been called a nigga plenty of times. It didn't phase her.

She walked a long way to Grayson cell. It was all the way down the hall, she blew out breath when she got there. She looked inside the cell and saw him laying on his side. He had his shirt off ,pants and boxers. The evidence was neatly placed on the dresser in front of the bunk. He had a cover thrown over him to hide his bottom half.

She put the tray down and closed the cell. She was so mesmerized by the tattoo he had on his back it was a skull that was shaded dark and grey. She reached her hand out to trace it. "So beautiful she thought."

But it was short lived when he turned over and captured her hand. "What are you doing?" He said with a clenched jaw.

"I'm so.....- sorry, I d...-didn't mean to touch. I was bringing your food and saw your back tattoo and wanted to touch it." She stuttered out.

"Well where's my food at?" He let her hand go roughly. And turned completely on his back and put his arms behind his head.

She stayed there and pondered for a minute. 'Did he want her to give him his food or no.' She thought. But she was not going to seat there and let him talk, so low to her she didn't care how mean he looked.

"If you want some food you will ask me nicely or don't ask at all."

"Woman, I'm not playing with you get my damn food and I mean know." He hollered at her. Which made her jump but not back down.

"No." She responded.

"No?"

"Yes, no. You heard me."

He sat up in the bed an looked at her. "Bring me my food, Ms.Smith." He said looking at her name tag.

"Mr.Grayson get it your self." She crossed her arms and stomped to the cell gate ready to open it. But not until grayson pulled her back roughly and slammed her into the wall. "Your a feisty little one. And have a very nice butt! but, so shy and timid. Why is that Ms. Smith."

"I dont know what your talking about. But can you please let me go? I'm not comfortable like this." She pushed her butt into his groin and tried to move him but he wouldn't bulge.

He moved his hand to her waist and turned her around. The look on her face was priceless to him. She had a mixed emotionally face, with worry and fear. She was even sweating. He wanted to laugh at her 5'4 self, but he refrained from. "You're not my type trinity, but I wouldn't mind feeling her." He moved his hand to her belt and unbuckled them.

"S.....-Stop it." She chocked out. She put her hands on his to refrain him from going into her pants.

Grayson lifted his hands only because he felt another shock wave going through his head. He didn't know what he was doing. But the look on the guard face said he was gonna to do something.

"Get out." He backed up and went to the toilet to pee, he washed his hands with the little bottle of hand sanitizer, he got from his mother, when she came to visit on the third of May.

Grayson looked up in trinity was watching him. "What are you still doing here. Get out." He said very lowly and intimidating.

"Do you need medicine?" She asked with her head down and playing with her fingers every now and then.

"Why do you have this job? your so small and fidgety shy. He asked and said. Grayson thought if she grew more and spoke up, then maybe she had a chance but other then that no.

"I really can't answer that." She walked to the gate and opened it she turned and faced Grayson. "Bye, Mr.Grayson."

"Trinity." And with that she left and he took his medicine. That was hidden under his bed for the time beginning. He couldn't take it in the morning because the guards were on watch.

His migraine started to decrease. And with that a big relief was off his shoulder and mind.