"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝." ︴ᴸᵒᵒᵏⁱˢᵐ𖤓

𖤓 - 12

Juvie

Letting the ice cold water run through your skin and hair while you were staring down at the ground- you drift away to your thoughts.

'Did Kenta text me?'

Knock.

'How am I going to tell him I'm in juvenile
detention?'

Knock.

'Fuck.. I don't even know his number'

Knock.

'Is he worried? Pft.. I bet he is. I've been here for a week already and haven't texted that I arrived..'

KNOCK.

'Why the fuck won't they let me use my phone for just a second to check?!'

KNOCK.

'I need a cigarette.'

KNOCK.

Finally snapping out of your thoughts you scoff, turning the water off.

"LET ME GET CHANGED GOD FUCKING DAMN IT" you yelled, getting pissed off because you wanted to shower for a while longer.

After your yell it finally stopped,which made you breathe a sigh of relief.

Drying yourself up with a towel you looked at the three shirts you had to put on again.

"Fuck" you muttered under your breath , putting the three shirts back on.

First layer - red patches
Second layer - blue patches
Last layer which was visible - white patches.

Slipping back inside of your pants you grabbed a separate towel and put it around your shoulder before exiting the shower you had all to yourself.

After you opened the door you were met with tall and fat men. 5 to be exact.
They looked like they did sumo.

You didn't look up to them- you just stared straight ahead and pushed yourself through them to go to your cell.

"Wrong shower,blind dumbasses."
You said continuing to walk away from them but one held your wrist which made you stop.

"Hey,what did you just call me?" The one that was holding your wrist said.

You turned your head at gimmick with a confused look.
He just glared at you "what? Huh?! Why are you confused" he growled,tightening his grip around your wrist.

"I'm just confused as to how dumb you are.. well dumb isn't the word but deaf." You nonchalantly replied before kicking him in the stomach- which made him fly away from you and straight to a wall, crushing it.

All you did was mumble "fattie" under your breath.
His friends looked at you in shock, taking one step back.

"Do you want the same treatment hmm?" You asked them- a grin perking up on your lips.

It was silent for a moment, their eyes going to different directions- all avoiding eye contact with you.

"Then scram" you hissed,them finally running away leaving their friend unconscious alone.

Giggling to yourself you went to the unconscious dude,squatting down to his level.

"Oh how I missed this feeling.."
the (e/c) haired girl whispered, as you were about to press the both of your thumbs against his neck you felt a hand on your shoulder.