Lucas Robert Hemmings
"I know it's gotta go like this, I know
Hell will always come before you grow
Trouble found me, trouble found me."
It's been a couple of weeks since the whole yard situation but that doesn't mean any of the heat has disappeared. I sigh as I stare at pen and paper in front of me but I can't bring myself to pick up the damned pencil. I kick the table away from me and lean against the wall as I slide down it. I make myself get up and do push-ups. I'm half way done as I hear: "Shower time! Get your asses up now!" I roll my eyes as I get off the ground and stand up. Seconds later I'm getting pushed down the hallway toward the showers. I hate taking showers now since I'm surrounded by two guys on the either side of me, no walls to separate us, along with ten other guys in the same area. But at least we aren't butt naked, we wear our boxers as we shower. I get pushed inside the shower room and I want to snap at the guard but I don't.
The hot water runs down my back but I can't relax. I never close my eyes anymore under the water since you never know what's going to happen. My eyes shift on either side of me and someone catches my eye. Nathan Scott is staring at me and I know it'll only end in bloodshed. I turn away and lean against the wall trying to figure out what the hell is going to go down. I know something is as I watch Scott lean toward Cole Parish and whisper something in his ear. I turn away as if I didn't notice them talking and run a hand through my wet hair. I'm forced to close my eyes as water gets into them and irritates them. I whip my eye, blink twice, and before I know what's happening I hear my name being called along with Scott running toward me with a what looks like a makeshift knife. I hit the knife away and it flies across the room. I wrap my arms around his neck and slam his back on the ground. I climb on top of him and punch him right in the jaw then the eye then the jaw again but someone drags me off of him before I can punch him again. I turn around to see Parish's fit slamming into my face. I'm flown backward and my head smacks off of the floor. My head spins but I don't have time to focus on the pain as I feel a kick him in the gut. I grab the boy's foot and tug him down to the ground and climb on top of him. Seconds later my face is getting slammed into the ground and I'm about to attack but I see that it's the guards.
I try to get out of his gripe as I see the two people laying in the ground in front of me. The new kid Ashton is laying on the ground with blood coming out of his mouth. He's having trouble keeping his eyes open. Then I look toward Grayson who is laying in a puddle of his own blood. Someone stabbed him right in the middle of his stomach and chest. I look farther down to see that he was also stabbed in the legs. I look back up to his face to see that he's barely breathing: "SOMEONE HELP HIM!" I scream but the guard just pushes my face down harder.
"SHUT IT INMATE!"
I finally get pulled up from the ground as medics come to help Irwin and Grayson. I get pulled out of the shower room seconds later and get walked back to my cell. I'm pushed in and the gate closes right after me. I'm dripping wet as I grab my blanket to wrap around my body. I slide down the wall for the second time today as I punch the wall in front of me
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