4. On my mind

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TW: a LITTLE smut, the slightes mention of death/corpses

Ed PoV

I really couldn't get that young woman out of my head. It was kinda annoying at times and my "friends" started to make jokes about me having a crush on her and what not.

Two days after Holden, Bill and Becka were here, I was sitting on one of the many metal banks at a table, eating dinner.

Just like most other days I was eating alone and started thinking about that pretty girl again.

I smiled to myself as I remembered her face the first time she saw me. She looked a little intimidated and scared but she still became comfortable enough to normally talk to me.

Weird girl. I was talking about the worst things a human being could do to another human being and she asked me if I'd like to become her pen pal.

The smile on my face just grew bigger. I felt like a little boy who was excited that his crush talked to them.

I shook my head, being amused about myself.

Then someone sat in front of me.

I looked up and saw one of my cell neighbors sitting there, starting to eat too.

"Hey Ed. How you doin?", he asked while shoving the plastic spoon into his mouth.

I breathed in deeply. I don't really like that guy to be honest.

"Well. Good I'd say. How are you?", I asked, trying to be the friendly giant just like everyone knows me.

"Urgh shut up, it's horrible in here. Fuck this prison. Seriously. Not even women in here! Not one!", he cursed and I raised my eyebrows, listening to him talking.

"Oh come on Ed. Especially you should understand this. Or do you not? Seriously I really need something wet to fuck or I'm gonna explode."

"Is your hand not enough anymore after 10 years?", I joked and he looked at me confused.

"I have only been in here for 2 years.... oh you bastard!", he cursed me and chuckled after he understood what I was referring to.

"Hey but you have been here for five years with cameras on you all day. How you doin' stuff? I mean... you just jerking off right in front of the camera or what?", he laughed and I chuckled, shaking my head in disbelief.

"Uh- yeah actually yes. You get used to it to be very honest. The only really annoying thing about all this is, there also is a speaker. So they can talk to me all the time.", I said laughing and he started laughing too.

"JESUS Ed. Seriously, we need some girls in here! We are criminals we could just rape them. Wouldn't change anything for us, you know?", he said in a serious manner.

I slightly nodded my head, looking at my nearly empty plate.

He is right, it wouldn't change a thing...

"Hey. I heard that you got interviewed or something by those two FBI agents again and that there was a girl with them? That true?", the guy asked eagerly.

I nodded:"Uh yeah. It's very true. Also couldn't believe it when I saw her the first time. She's a really kind and friendly young lady.", I said while I again had to think about her shy smile.

When will she send me the first letter?

"Good god. Tell me about her. Is she hot? Got big tits?! How old is she? What the fuck was she doing in here? What's her name?", he asked while leaning a little closer to me.

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