The Cage (Book 2)

Solitary

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Solitary

Someone in the solitary cell next to mine was getting fucked like there was no tomorrow.

Or he was the one doing the fucking, I couldn't be sure.

It started about thirty minutes ago -there was no way for me to tell time either- and was still going strong. I had to admire their virility, albeit reluctantly.

I banged the back of my head against the concrete wall and groaned out loud, a part of me praying I went deaf. The exaggerated moaning, screaming and the sound of clapping cheeks was becoming insufferable.

"Get a room, you perverts," I murmured. A week ago, I would have questioned why a second individual was in the 'solitary' cell. But by now, I knew rules were meant to be broken here. It was the inmates's favorite pastime.

I sighed and closed my eyes, not that it mattered whether I opened them or not. It was dark either way. "Goddammit, Schneider. Where the hell are you?"

By now, at least three hours had to have passed since I was thrown in here.

I was starting to worry.

Was this the one thing he couldn't help me with?

Dammit, what if it was? What if I'd crossed a line and he couldn't get me out of here?

I chewed on my lower lip until it bruised, hugging my legs to my body where I sat on the dirty ground.

It was cold. And it smelled like someone had died here and been left to rot for a week. And every so often, something dripped from the roof onto my knee; the cell was so small, no matter where I sat, it would still drip on a part of me, and by now the right side of my pants were soaked.

I shivered, not just from the cold, but from the thought of being left here to spend the remainder of my sentence.

I would go insane. It would be the hair that split the camel's back.

I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep upright, with my back resting against the wall; the thought of my exposed skin touching the filthy ground was too much to bear.

Got yourself into a real fucking mess, didn't you? My voice of reason reared its ugly head. I was wondering when it was going to make an appearance. It tended to show up when I was alone and had nothing with which to occupy myself.

You just had to play the hero.

I groaned again as I recalled all that had transpired in the last few hours.

Even as I'd flung the shank around threateningly, and then got hold of the chief guard's gun, the thought of the consequences -real fucking consequences- hadn't been too far from my mind. And there would be severe consequences other than spending time in solitary, I was sure.Most likely, an increase in my prison sentence. Yet still I went for him, determined to draw blood and teach him a well-deserved lesson.

I remembered my reflection in the old broken mirror hanging haphazardly on one of the cell's walls. Reflected on its gray-tinted surface was my face, hard with anger. I had quickly looked away as they put their handcuffs on me and hauled me out of the cell.

I didn't like who I saw, and I tried not to think too much about how I'd never even hurt an animal before coming here, let alone another person. Now I had a kill under my belt and I maimed a guy.

I did what I did to survive. It was a rather sorry attempt to ease my conscience. I wanted to believe it, but...

"Shit." I wiped my face with a shaking hand.

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Schneider's P.O.V

"He did what?!" Cade all but roared in shock when the guard told him what Julian did, deafening the guards who winced. They cowered in their boots, their eyes downcast and their faces pale. One of them looked like he was about to pass out.

Dammit, and here I thought the escort I'd sent him with would keep him out of trouble.

"Where is he now?" I already knew the answer to my question. He was where all 'troublemakers' were taken to be punished for their transgressions.

"W-We were following protocol, sir. We had to put him in Solitary. The warden ordered us!" One of the guards stuttered out. "He shot Hendrickson!"

A rush of fear came over me -fear for Julian. It was another peculiar, entirely new thing I was experiencing; fear for someone else. I personally wasn't acquainted with the emotion, until Julain stepped into my life. Since then, I worried for his safety day in, day out. He'd already spent a few hours in the shithole that was solitary by the time I got here. I needed to get him out immediately.

"Take me to him."

"Y-Yes sir." The guard all but raced in the direction of the solitary units.

I started to follow.

"Boss, wait."

I halted in my steps and slowly looked over my shoulder. A raised eyebrow was Cade's cue to explain himself.

Cade didn't hesitate. "Maybe it's best we leave him in Solitary until we get back." 

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