Delicate Realities

On Duty

<Harry's POV> 3:39pm

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We arrived to our destination which appeared to be a large two story rustic building that was in a not so good shape. The prison was nearly isolated and out of sight from other particular places. As i unbuckled my seat belt and reached for the door to open, Robin locked the inside of the car. I looked at him puzzled. For this, he means business.

"Harry, you know that these people locked up here are criminals right?"

I rolled my eyes as if it was the most obvious thing ever.

"Im serious. These men have been convicted of drug trafficing, even homicide! When we enter, you'll have the chance to help me out to kill time, I'm sorry but you'll have to learn sooner of later on how to control these savages."

It was discomforting to hear my ste- Robin say those cruelties. It really angered me since he doesn't even know the people but i just let it slide since i wasn't looking for any trouble with him involved.

He unlocked the car so we stepped out and started walking toward the building. I walked behind him until we stopped at the front gate which was a barbed wired fence and then Robin unlocked the barrier that was in front of us with a bronze key (and also gave me a copy of it.) We walked some more to be encounter by a deeper entrance to the place with two security guards at each side of the wide door. They asked for our name only to be approved and they entered a specific code which made the door open. Robin thanked them and we walked passed various offices with busy people talking on the telephone or filling documents in their computers.

"Attention everyone, i would like you to meet Harry, my.. stepson." At this moment, everyone was facing me with bright smiles.

"He is going to be here for a while so i hope you guys don't mind." They all greeted me and we awkwardly left that particular area soon after. Great introduction.

We kept on walking until we reached the end of the hallway which was a wide office that looked genually new and spacious. The office which i suggested that was now Robin's was isolated from the rest and it consisted of having mostly everything new, including the desk and the wooden floor.

"Since you clearly don't know this place, i called in someone to show you around for some minutes while i settle in my new office."

Just when he announced that, a broad young man came knocking to the door and was led in by Robin.

"Now Harry, this is Dr. Payne. He mastered in his psychology and criminal justice degree. He will be guiding you through here so you'll know this place a little bit better."

Mr. Payne greeted me with a handshake and i gladly returned his friendly gesture back. He then told me that i can call him Liam for now on, i guess he was an easy going person but i still needed to gain his trust so i stayed a few feet away from him meanwhile. We roamed around the halls and he talked about the history of this place before i disrupted him.

"So where are all the inmates right now?" I asked curiously.

"Well at this precise moment, they are lunching at the cafeteria." He smiled.

I sighed at the thought of staying in this place for a day. Even though these people committed crimes, i couldn't imagine myself being here all alone and helpless.

I then changed the topic to something more positive since their was nothing left to talk about so i asked about his life. He was quite taken back at that question but he gladly answered my question with a brief summary about his personal life like how he lived with his girlfriend named Sophia and how he graduated at the age of 15.

Right when we were discussing about the things we had in common like how we both like psychology, Liam's walkie talkie was interrupted by Robin in which he needs me back to his office.

"I guess he need you now, I'm located in the West Hall if you need me, feel free to come through sometime so we could chat." Liam led me the way and waved goodbye. I saw him linger down the hall and as soon as i saw him disappear from the distance, i entered the room to see Robin sitting in his arm chair waiting for me patiently.

"I know we barely came here and you're new to all of this but my schedule seems tight so you need to do some little tasks for me today."

I simply nodded in agreement.

"Now, i want you to go to an inmate's cell and deliver him some newly change of clothes due to an incident. So far, he hasnt been a bother to us, but if he tries to do something to you, you just call me in this walkie talkie."

He handed me the black walkie talkie and orange silky clothes which were quite smaller than i had expected. He then got a blue sticky note and wrote down the cell number i had to go to.

I skipped down the now half lit hallway that appeared to be lone as if no one was ever there. I looked at the piece of paper with writing as my feet guided me through the way.

"Room number 24" i mumbled to myself.

"21.... 22....23.... Ah! 24!" I smiled like an idiot.

I pushed the door open but it wouldn't budge. I tried harder and it still couldn't open. I then realized that i needed the keys to unlock them. I looked for them with the thought that i might have lost them but i found them in my back pocket of my jeans. Nice going. I laughed which transitioned into loud snort -probably too loud- for someone else to hear. I only snort when i am nervous or overly exited so i tried to get my nervousness out of the way before i humiliate myself in the near future.

I unlocked the door despite my trembling hands but before i opened it, i knocked for whoever was in there since its not polite to barge in but their was no answer. I knocked again just to make sure it was okay to walk in but still no answer. I took a deep breath and simply twisted the knob; After all, i am just going to give the stranger a pair of clothes and walk right out.

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A/N:
Spoiler Alert: Harry is not just going to give <the stranger ;) > his clothes and walk out... But then again it was kinda obvious he wasn't lololol