Jail for Juniors.

Chapter 18 - Alter Ego.

I felt the fear flood into my veins as Red took a step forward, attempting to threaten me - which was obviously working as against my will, a small whimper escaped my lips. 

"What the fuck do you think you're playing at?" Red said, his voice steady and calm as he stopped, less than a foot away from me, and when i backed into a wall he placed a hand on either side of my head, tilting himself into my personal space. "You thought storming into my territory, shouting and swearing at me was going to end well hmm?" 

"You can't ban them from letting me out." I replied, glaring furiously into his eyes as my hands made contact with his chest, attempting to shove him away from me. "You can't - its fucking immoral and disgusting!" 

The right side of Red's mouth pulled upwards, into a grotesque imitation of a comforting smile as he laughed very slightly before his eyes caught mine again, the smirk still in place. 

"What you don't get baby, is I can do whatever the hell I want round here," He said softly, his head sliding into the crook of my neck, blowing air into my ear in a sadistic display of power. "You can't stop me, Charlie can't stop me - the police won't stop me. The moment anyone attempts to dismantle the power in this place, we shut it down until the rioter is broken." He let out a little laugh, one of his hands moving from beside my head and ran down my cheek, tilting my head up to look at him properly - his eyes glittering. "And that little rioter is you." 

"Who is we?" I replied spitefully. "Because I doubt anyone from the outside is going to help you -" 

"I mean Blue. When it comes to people like you he is very... cooperative." I gritted my teeth, squeezing my eyes shut in a attempt to block out the hideous reality I was being forced to look for. "And you see, due to the unfortunate death of our dear Darren, we are having to tighten our hold on this place. A truce is going to start tomorrow, until we find the murderer, which means double trouble for you." 

There was a slight pause, and I heard that the rain outside was being to get harder, the only other noise in the cold, dusty corridor. 

"However, due to your misconduction of manners, I think a punishment is in order." 

I opened my eyes, my hands flying up to shove hard against his chest in fury - which was quickly taken care of by them being grabbed hold of and held in place with one hand, as the other snaked its way around my neck, pinning me to the wall behind. 

"Oh no you don't." Red said as I attempted to struggle but quickly worked out it was useless. "What do you think would be best hmm? Maybe we'll separate you and Charlie for the next month... Make you change rooms to move in with Connor ... tattoo you?" 

I froze at the last one and he saw my fear, leaping on it with a smirk on his lips. 

"Oh, is that the fear? A needle in which we'd put our mark on you forever?" 

"Please don't, please -" 

"That's what we'll do then. Next time you misbehave we'll tattoo your wrist with your prisoner number, and the other with the names of both Blue and I." Red said, his tone taking on a mocking, disgusting vibe that made me want to vomit. "But for the moment, we're going to take your dorm keys, you're going to stay with Connor for the next three nights and we're separating you from Charlie for the next week." 

With those words he released me with a slight push to my body and stalked off back down the corridor. I took in a deep breath, rubbing my bruised windpipe and with a quiet tone of voice I addressed the boy walking away from me. 

"This isn't you." 

Red froze in the corridor and for a moment I thought he was going to walk away, but instead he turned around, his eyes on mine, cold and harsh. 

"Well, you're going to have to find a way to separate how this place forces me to be, and who I really am." With a final look he turned around and began walking once again. "Good luck working out who's who." 

I entered the room with a scowl as Connor looked up, pointing to the corner of the room to show where I should dump my bag that was obviously packed by someone who knew nothing about girl clothes.

"There's a spare mattress under the bed, you can use that and there's sure to be some form of covers in the cupboard." Connor said, looking back towards his book with a lack of interest as I tried to pull the mattress out with an irritated series of grunts. After a few minutes of this Connor let out a annoyed huff, threw his book onto the table and stormed towards me. "Move."

I did as he asked, and he quickly pulled the mattress out without any unnecessary hassle and pushed it a few feet away from his bed.  I noticed he was in his pjama's - which was understandable judging that it was nearly nine. 

I pulled out a duvet, a flat pillow and a sheet out from the cupboard, ignoring the fact that the sheet was covered in tiny dragons and quickly got my bed ready while Connor ignored my existence. I opened up my bag, pulling out my night clothes, and got up, going to the bathroom to change. 

"Where do you think you're going?" 

I turned around to see Connor with one eyebrow raised, his feet propped on the desk and the book hanging off one hand. 

"I'm going to get changed. I felt that was obvious."

"There's a curfew. You're not leaving this room." Connor replied with a scowl and turned around. 

"So Emmett's allowed to be God's knows where and I'm not even allowed to go across the corridor, are you fucking me?" I snapped and there was a short silence. 

"If you speak to me like that again, I will be fucking you." Connor said, his voice strained and angry. "And we both know you don't want that." His head shot up back to me, his dark eyes locking onto mine. "So I'd advice you stop being a little bitch." 

I turned away from the door moving to the corner, pulling my shirt over my head with my back to him as I quickly changed into a vest top. 

"Twat." 

I heard an annoyed huff from behind me but nothing else as I changed, thanking my lucky stars that I had chosen to wear a skirt so I could easily slip the tracksuit bottoms underneath. I didn't bother looking over at Connor when I climbed into bed, pulling the duvet over my head to block out the light. 

There was a slight click and the lights went off, a golden glow from the other side of the room being the only source. I titled my head up to see Connor continuing reading after taking his fingers off the main light switch. 

"Thank you." 

"No problem."

During the night I heard Emmett enter the room, with a small grumble from Connor and a bang as he slammed into bed, followed a few minutes later by loud, obnoxious snoring. 

 I didn't hear Connor go to sleep. 

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Guys I am actually so sorry I'm an eejit who forgot my password and had no motiviation I feel like a piece of poo 

Okay well I know its pretty short but it's probably better than nothing so that'll do 

I've chosen to change the actors of some of my characters, I'm changing Red to Freddie Highmore and Haley to Annasophie Robb. 

Erm, thank you to the people who gave the needed kick up the arse to update this because I literally wouldn't have done it if people hadn't commented and messaged me asking me too.