The Muslim Criminal

Chapter 18 - Jailed but not Jailed

It's been a week and I've never been more tired. I literally want to sleep for another two days just to catch up to the sleep I've lost. I'm so exhausted, my routine had changed drastically. I get up, read, go to school, come back, read then go to work, then come home with dad, read and then realise I have homework to do, once that's all done it's like 2am so I sleep. Wake up three hours later to read and start the day again. The weekends that I have are also taken by work. I swear all I want to do is get away from him but he's not letting that happen. My alarm goes for Fajr so I get up and read.

Ibrahim has stopped coming to my room to read since he barely finds me. I haven't seen him properly in ages let alone talk to him like usual.
I finish my prayer and go to Nuh's room.
Luckily he's just coming out. He smiles when he sees me.
"Dad, I want to ask you if I can have a day off today"
"Day off?" He raises his eyebrows
"Yeah, I'm super tired and I just want to sleep more" it's a good thing it's Saturday.
"Alright I understand. You've been working too hard"
"Yeah, I thought I could handle this but it's too hard"
"How about this. Every Sundays you get a day off from work but just this week you get Saturday and Sunday. Ok?"
"Cool. Thanks dad"
He hugs me and I quickly go to my room. Urgh, he doesn't have to touch me! I wipe the germs I've probably got from him off my arms before jumping into my comfy bed and I'm out like a light.

When I wake up it's 12pm and I'm feeling so much more refreshed. I have two days of being lazy. Yes!

I get ready and make my way outside. I get into the car and tell Robert to drive.
"Any reason for this visit?" He asks me.
"I haven't seen them in ages. I feel like I've forgotten them which is something that can't happen" I chuckle. So does he. He stops the car and I get out.

I make my way to Rehab and see them all scattered around sleeping; on the sofa, on the floor, even on the table. Literally on top of each other. I quickly search for the air horn and once I find it I blast it. Watching them jump up and bump into each other is hilarious and I can't help but laugh my guts out.

"Get her!" They all shout as they attack me with pillows. I scream and run as I try and dodge their hits.
"Ok ok stop" I say. One more pillow is thrown at me and I look to see it was Zach.
"Geez, you just woke you up how are you guys so energetic?"
"You used to be like this, I'm guessing you haven't been training"
I bite my lip as I realise I haven't.
"No" I mumble.

"Anyways, how are you guys. I haven't seen you in for-ever"
"You sound like my old girlfriends" Travis says making the rest of them laugh while I glare at him.
"Which girl in their right mind would go out with you" I show a disgusted look.
"Are you kidding? Who wouldn't. I'm fucking sexy" he smirks
I gag making them all laugh.

"Where's Daniel?"
They look guilty.
"Guys. Where's Daniel?" I ask again. "We were planning his birthday surprise so we made him get mad at us so he wouldn't want to hang out with us"
I raise my eyebrows.
"Are you serious?"
"Well before you used to distract him so we didn't know what to do this time"
I nod.
"Where is he?"
"In his room"
"Cool. By the way, what's the surprise"
They all fill me in. Here you can't even have a real party, now that I've been outside I know what that's like. I used to love it when we had parties but now that I've been to a real one I understand our ones better. They mean more.

We all work extra around jail to earn some more time so we can afford to have more spare time to hang out. We'd all gather outside and stare at the stars. We'd tell spooky stories, jokes and play weird games but I loved them. It's sad to think I won't be around for all this anymore since I'm not even meant to be here.

I made my way up to Daniel's room. I know he sleeps without a shirt so I didn't go in, instead I bang my fists on the door and kick it as well.
He opens it with a lot of force.
"What the fuck y-!!"
Aaaahhh no shirt. I instantly cover my eyes.
"Zayna!" He says happily.
"Top! Put a top on!" I scream. He chuckles heartily and I hear him a while later.
"Ok, I've got a top on now"
I remove my hands from my eyes, his hair is a mess and he has a bit of dried up drool on his face.
"Why do you drool?" I ask him.
"Well for some reason it only happens when I'm angry"
I nod giving him a 'you're weird' look.
I enter his room and sit on the hard wooden bed. Wow! I used to sleep on this kind of bed and now look at me.
"How's life" he asks me.
"How should it be?" I sigh
"Talk to me"
"Get Zach and Peter as well"
I see him grunt in anger. He walks outside his room and shouts for them.