Destroying Everything

Chapter 16

Chris' P.O.V

Let me tell you this; jail sucks. There is nothing more humiliating than being stripped searched surrounded by a bunch of men. Your celebrity status goes out the window when you're behind bars. The officers don't give a shit who you are. All they care about is that you've done something wrong. You wouldn't believe the looks they give you either. It's not fun. Not something I would recommend to anyone. 

All I've been able to think about since I've been here is Ricky. I hoped he was okay. Just my luck, Josh finally gets his memory back and I get locked up. Way to ruin a good moment there Cerulli. I joked, shaking my head. 

I didn't know what was going to happen now. All I knew for sure was I was terrified. All I wanted was to be back home, with my friends and with Ricky. Not locked up like some animal. It would be different if I felt guilty, but let's be honest, I didn't. 

They'd hurt Josh. They could have easily killed him. Luckily, all he ended up with was amnesia, but that was still bad enough. Now here I was. Locked up, away from the people I love the most. 

I sighed softly, laying down against the hard mattress, tossing my arm over my eyes. I could hear the other inmates whispering about me, but I tried my best not to let it bother me. They were just trying to get a rise out of me. If I were to respond, it would only cause more problems. And believe me, I was already in enough trouble now. 

I closed my eyes, willing sleep to take me. It was pointless. The last thing I wanted to do in a place like this was sleep. Who knows if I'd wake up or not. I kind of didn't want to end up on the 6 o'clock news. 

This was absolute hell and I had only been here a few hours. I don't see how people do this sort of things for years and years. It wasn't something I imagined myself doing. 

I turned onto my side, not wanting to see the other men who walked by my cell. I'd wished I could get my hands on a pair of earplugs so I didn't have to hear any of their comments. 

I needed to get out of this place. I didn't belong here. I couldn't handle it. I forced my eyes closed once more, hoping that sleep would soon consume me. 
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Ricky's P.O.V

I couldn't believe this. Chris was in jail. He'd been arrested for defending one of our brothers. Everything had been slowly falling into place. Chris and I were together, Josh had his memory back...all good. And now, Chris was gone. 

Now I know why they say when it rains, it pours. 

I sighed and flopped down on the couch. No one was saying anything. Hell, what could we say? No one knew what to do, and no one knew how to get Chris out of this mess. All we knew for sure is, he didn't belong there. He belonged with us. With his friends and family. 

Chris wasn't a violent person and had never been in any real trouble his entire life. Why was this the time he got caught and ended up getting in trouble? Money wasn't an issue. We had plenty of that. Now, all we had to do was find a good attorney who a good record to get him out of this. 

We'd considered several and were in the process of writing their names and info down for later. 

"We have to get him out of there." I said finally, breaking the silence. "I can't handle this shit."  I admitted. And it was the truth. 

Chris had been there for me so many times in the past. He'd been there through the good and the bad. He'd been there for me when so many others had walked out. I don't think I'd still be here today if it wasn't for him.

"We're going to get him out." Devin began, his eyes scanning the yellow pages in front of him. "We just need to find someone who can help us with that." He added. 

I sighed. This was hard. Probably one of the hardest things I've ever been through. I didn't know how to handle something like this. All I knew for sure was I was thankful for my brothers. Once again, they were always here when I needed them.

I held my head in my hands, trying to hide the tears from the others.

Josh saw them though and took a seat next to me, slipping a comforting arm around my shoulder. "Hey, don't worry. We're going to get through this. I promise." He said, trying his best to reassure me. 

I sighed and nodded, looking up at him finally. I wanted so badly to believe him, but it was hard. This was something serious. Chris had been arrested for killing someone. He didn't steal a piece of candy or anything...I didn't know what we were going to do. 

"Thanks Josh" I said softly "I just hope he doesn't have to stay in there too long. I don't know how long he'd make it." I added.

Josh nodded and sighed, shaking his head "I can't believe he killed him...I feel like this is all my fault. I should have stayed in that night. I was alone with Devin, I don't know what possessed me to get up and go for a walk at that time of night anyway." He started.

I cut him off quickly, shaking my head "Don't talk like that, Josh. You didn't know anything bad was going to happen. How could you? Chris was doing what he thought he needed to do to defend you." I said. 

I could tell Josh still felt guilty, and probably would until Chris was back home with us. 

I think we were all fighting our own demons then, and it wouldn't be any better till he was home.