Reckless

Tonight

(I finally found Domino!)

Domino-

Behaving behind bars without an outlet, also known as Jana, was a lot harder than Domino thought it would be. Everything seemed to grate on his nerves. People who he didn't even notice before suddenly started trying to get under his skin. It was like just being Jana's cellmate had labeled him as 'off limits' to the other inmates. Now, without him, they swarmed like killer bees after only one day.

Flopping back onto Jana's bed, Domino stretched his arms above his head and took in a deep breath. He could still smell the man, but that was no surprise. Jana had treasured the bed he'd earned, and it held his scent. They had yet to remove the cot, which Domino was grateful for.

He had found out from the guard replacing Tommy that he would be let out in a week, if he had good behavior. If he didn't, well, he was looking at three more months, possibly longer depending on how much trouble he caused.

I can last a damn week... but can he? He thought, remembering how stressed out Jana had been before he had to let the man go.

"Dammit Jana." Domino groaned as he rolled onto his side and bundled Jana's old blanket into his arms. "Why couldn't they have let you stay for an extra week?"

He was more worried about Jana coming back to jail before he even got a chance to get out to help him, then focusing on behaving. After one day, he flinched whenever he saw a guard leading an inmate around, thinking that it might be Jana returning for his final life sentence. It wasn't that he didn't have faith in the man, but he didn't think that he was equipped to make it in the outside world yet. Sure, he'd come a long, long way, but he was still too reactive. He would hurt someone, or...

Images of Jana's scars marred his mind, and for the first time since meeting the man, he wasn't turned on by them. In fact, he was sick to his stomach.

"God dammit, I don't know what the hell is wrong with me." He said to the ceiling, glaring at the dull grey cement over his head. He'd never worried about anyone, let alone someone who wasn't even with him anymore.

Will he move on? Did he even think I was someone important? Am I important to him? The questions swamed through his head, making him dizzy.

What do I even want from him?

The question would have easily been answered with 'his fucking hot body' before, but when Domino thought about replying to himself with that, he felt like he was dirtying Jana.

Seriously? You've had tons of guys and not a damn one meant a thing to you besides a screw. You don't like, and you sure as hell don't love. He told himself.

The memory of Jana racing Tera outside during a particularly bad thunderstorm made his lips quirk up into a sad smile a moment later, seemingly ignoring his angry thoughts. He'd ended up tripping in a small hole and going face first into the mud. Then he'd just rolled over onto his back and laughed at the sky, loud enough to be heard over the booming thunder as Tera ran circles around him.

"Fuck me."

Hearing footsteps approach, Domino sat up, narrowing his eyes on the guard before him. "Do you want to go to dinner or have it brought to your cell?" He asked as he moved a strand of his dark brown, shoulder-length hair behind one ear.

The man was handsome, Domino would give him that much, but he wasn't interested. Not even when the man gave him a slight smile and what could have passed as a wink.

That's the last thing I need if I want to get out of here. Fuck the guard.

He was about to tell the man that he'd just go get his own meal in the dining hall, but then the memory of the group of guys that had messed with him that morning came back, making him wince. "I'll uh, just eat in here. Get me whatever."