--Touch--Away--

Chapter 3

"Oh yeah that day was amazing.......it really was incredible..........ok well I have to put up with this cell parter bullshit now.......ok well I'll see you later.......I love you too....ok bye bye." Was heard by Collin coming down the hallways from his cell by Derek. Although instead of almost throwing up all over the place he simply rolled over to face the wall.

"How was your first free roaming time Mr Stone? Meet anyone nice? Find a chick yet?" He said winking although Collin was silent, still facing the wall.

Suddenly he sat up as the last comment he just couldn't let go.

" I love how u just assume that I'm straight first off and on my first day here, that I'm going to go find any slut that is willing to sleep with me because I'm lonely."

"Well are you?"

"Well am I what Derek?!"

"Gay."

"Not that it's any of your business but I'm not, as a matter of fact."

"I don't see why u made such a big deal outta this then, like cmon what did you grow up in the nice part of town and go to one of those accepting snobby private schools?" He laughed. Laughing could even be an understatement, as he could have been rolling on the ground from the laughter he wished to express.

Collin eyed Derek as he was offended that one of the best schools in the state was looked so badly upon.

"Oh. Well that explains a lot doesn't it. You are one of those snobby pretty boys. Well then pretty boy. How about you chill out while your in prison and come hang with us at free roaming time."

"I'd rather lick the toilet."

Both boys were shocked this as there was no way Collin would ever lick the toilet and was he surprised at his comeback. Derek however was shocked that the new kid that sat alone instead of following Derek after being let out of their cell, denied his invitation to sit with the 'popular' table.

"Woah woah woah, son, before you start licking toilets or you and your cell partner start a riot, I would like to introduce myself and ask you some questions." Collin turned towards the new voice as he saw the tall, older looking man around 30, standing in the doorway of his cell.

"How u doing chief? How's that family of yours? Oh wait sorry you don't have a family because you're a middle aged faggot. Must have confused you with another person I know. My apologies."

"Oh how original Howell. You wouldn't want me spilling out your history to Mr Lester now would you? So I suggest you shut it! Alright?"

"Lips are closed Chief, as long as yours are."

"Anyways sorry. Now that Mr Howell has jumped out of my ass, hello. I'm the head officer of this jail but I go by 'Chief'. It's nice to meet you Mr Stone."

"It's just Collin sir."

"Well then. Collin, I would like to ask you why you want to move cells so quickly? It's only been your first day and I was a bit concerned. Derek can be a pain but he isn't that bad once you get to know him."

"I don't really like interacting with people you see.."

"The office lady said is was also because you killed..."

"Stop. Stop talking. I don't want to talk anymore, please leave."

"Who'd ya kill pretty boy? A butterfly."

"SHUT UP DEREK. NOW LEAVE. GET OUT."

Both faces dropped. The chief left Collin to be and Derek went to go sit on his bed but Collin, collapsed onto the floor where he stood and began to cry. He wanted to run. Run far away from this place and from everyone but he was trapped physically and mentally in prison.