I Rejected My Criminal Mate

Chapter One-Visiting

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“Do I have to go inside?” I grumble out again, and my brother huffs out in annoyance. His angry blue eyes meet mine, and he starts dragging me towards the entrance of the local jail where currently our father has been locked up in for over ten years.

“He is our dad, Nicole.” Erik says, and presses a red button beside the two large double doors. My eyes dart around me and an eerie feeling climbs its way through my body.

“Jails are so…” my voice trails off as I try to fit creepy, terrifying, horrific, and leery all in one word.

“…creepy.” Erik finishes my sentence, and presses the button again. God, how long does it take to answer the damn door?

“Not the word I was thinking, but close enough.” I mumble out, and a loud buzzing noise sounds above us-causing me to flinch-and the door clicks open. A cold gush of winds comes from inside and I stay rooted in my spot. Erik shivers and raises an eyebrow in my direction.

“You ready?” I frown and look back at the long corridor from inside. The walls and floor are a dull white color with stains of what looks like blood smeared in some places.

“Yeah,” I mutter, and take a hesitant step inside. My hand pulls nervously at the bottom of my black t-shirt as we walk in silence. We pass by a window, and I spot a group of guys sitting in a circle. A guy apart of the circle looks at me through the window, and I quickly avert my gaze.

We reach the end of the hallway, and a security guard approaches us.

“We are here to visit Harry Vine.” Erik speaks up; because I was too busy staring at the security guard’s gun with frightful eyes. I probably look like a deer stuck in headlights right now. The guard makes sound in his throat, and eyes us down.

“I’m going to have to pat you down before you can go in there.” He says, and looks at me with lustful eyes. My nose scrunches up in disgust, and my alter ego slips to the surface. My wolf is currently pacing back and forth inside my head, fuming with disgust.

“Listen here, buddy. Just because you can fuck criminals all day and get away with it, it doesn’t mean that you can rape visitors. Especially ones that can easily knock you out with one hit to the head.” I snarl through clenched teeth, and go to take a threatening step forward but Erik’s arm prevents me from getting close to the disgusting bastard.

Calm down before he puts you in jail so he can rape you. Erik says to me in my thoughts. I could my wolf rising to the surface, so close my eyes and try to gain back control. After fighting with my wolf for a few seconds, I finally gain full control again. I open my eyes, and the guard was smirking at me.

Disgusting human, I growl in my head but let my lips curl into a grin.

“Plus, I prefer firefighters.” I say, and push past the guard. From behind me, I hear my brother growl lowly at the guard before following behind me. My grin falls from my face when I look through the door’s window and see him. My dad sits at the table in the corner wearing a neon orange jumpsuit with a nervous look on his face. The only difference about him is that his hair is now graying at the ends.

“Nicole?” Erik asks with concern lingering in his voice. I break out of my thoughts, and nod my head.

“I’m alright.” I whisper out, and wince when my voice comes out cracked. Why is this so hard?