Crowns and Chains

Chapter Six: Three Days

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Drake

Just. Three. More. Days.

I keeping chanting it in my head. 

Just. Three. More. Days. 

Three more days and I'll finally be free. I punch and kick the sandbag as much as I can; trying to imagine that it was Carson. 

"Hey, hey calm down man. The bag din't do nothing to you." Carl states chuckling. I give him a seething glare and he flinches slightly. 

Well he flinches, why won't she flinch?

I turn my glare to the sandbag; imagining it was Stuck Up and her naive opinions. 

"Okay, the bag is gonna melt if you keep glaring at it like that." Carl states. I close my eyes and take a deep breath; calming myself down. I was getting worked up for no reason.

"Ey Drake, wanna fight?"

I turn around to see the origin of the voice. It was one of Dale's henchmen; Harold or Henry or something. I grin; I was itching for a fight.

"Sure."

"Sweet, let's go, Nick and Jimmy are almost done." He says with a stupid smirk on his face, walking out of the so-called 'gym' aka the-room-with-a-punching-bag. 

This is how things work here, occasionally there would be a fight and the winner would get a reward. The rewards are basically stuff that are smuggled in here; whether it be drugs, cigarettes, beer, playboy and women's underwear. I fight for the fun, and occasionally the alcohol. 

Fights occur in our cafeteria or the courtyard at random times, (since there isn't a ring in this prison; just a ratty sandbag and that's it) the wardens of course, don't give a shit and even enjoy the show. 

Carl and I follow Henry to the courtyard and sure enough, a crowd was already gathered in a circle, chanting and yelling like animals at the two fighting in the middle. We squeeze our way through the mob and make our way to the center. After a few shoves here and there we finally make it.

I see Jimmy attempt to throw a sloppy punch at Nick's cheek, which Nick easily dodges and then throws an uppercut to an already bloody Jimmy's jaw, and he falls, defeated. The crowd cheers and hollers like apes.

The next one to fight were two rookies; a blondie and a brunette. They were full of nerves, and shaky punches were thrown at each other in the first seconds. Blondie threw a punch and Brunette falls, but he grabs Blondie's arm, taking him down with him. They wrestle on the floor, trying to fight for the upper hand. The crowd was getting rowdier, and the two furiously fights, they were very inexperienced, they were like me when I first started. 

Brunette managed to get on top of Blondie and taking advantage of the situation, he hurriedly throws punch after punch. Blood was starting to splatter on the dirt, both from Brunette's fists and Blondie's face. The crowd was crazy now, yelling and chanting violent encouragement.

I feel a tap on my shoulder and I turn to see who it was. It was one of the wardens, he points with his thumb, gesturing for me to get out of the circle.

But I just got here.

 I glance at Carl on my left; he was raising a questioning eyebrow at me and I shrug. He nods and gives me a look that says 'Go, your fight doesn't start till later'. I follow the warden out of the circle and raise a questioning eyebrow at him