Prison Guard {BxB}

Chapter 8

McCann P.O.V

You know that moment when you know someone is talking about with other people? I mean, you know damn well that they are because they are not even subtle about it. They keep on looking at you and even if you notice, they don't stop. It's like their brains is wired different than everyone else and they need to be the way they are and no, I'm not saying that's bad. That's Justin and his parents for you.

I don't know for a fact what they were talking about but it could have not been good. Anything that involves Justin it's not good. He is really something else and I mean it when I say it. The fact that even the dad was looking at me weirdly really creeped me out.

A few after I announced the visiting hours being over, the group seemed to not have much to talk about and don't ask me how I know because I just do. Anyways, this drove to Justin to tell his parents to help me get out of his and I just want to know which idiot believes Justin will actually do that?

The guy is just a smart mouth, obnoxiously loud and outgoing little kid that got in jail because of the peer pressure which only drives me to think that he doesn't have a brain of his own either but he still finds a way to have smart words to say to every spoken comment.

Did I ever say my mothers would love this idiot?

Could be the fact that they love, live and breathe outgoing people. If they see someone being themselves they just want to take them in and make them theirs. Now, if they are near Justin believe that they are going to want to adopt him. They will not give fuck if the kids has parents, they will want him. The moment Bieber opens his mouth to say something somewhat smart like he always do and my mothers are around, they are going to coo at him.

Going back to the issue, it was our duty to call it quits on the visiting hours as soon as Justin said that even though I knew the little boy was bluffing but these idiots thought him and his parents were going to do a master plan to escape this place.

Grabbing Justin's elbow through the commotion, I started dragging him out of the room when he turned around to face his parents whom were looking back at him already before yelling to them to bring him KitKat next time they come and to be considered parents causing them to laugh at his antics.

Where did they come from?

Pushing him out of the chaos and into the hallway where it was quieter but still had officers and prisoners in it as they were being taken out of the visiting room, I started taking Bieber back to his cell but you know him, right? And you know that he cannot stay quiet unless he is asleep right?

He started singing.

"The way you nibble on my ear, the only words I wanna hear, baby take it slow so we can last long!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.

Never hearing that song before, I let him to it because well, if that's where the kid finds his fun in this place, I'll let him have it for a second or so.

"Despacito! Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito, deja que te diga cosas al oido, para que te acuerdes si no estas conmigo"

Was he even singing a known language to humans?

"Despacito! Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito, firmo las paredes de tu laverinto y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito"

Whatever language it was that he was singing, it gave me a boner. You know those boners that you know are not visible but in your mind you're like, holy shit I have a boner? Yeah, one of those.

"The fuck are you singing, kid?" He looked at me with a smirk plastered on his face as if he accomplished the unaccomplished.

"The new remix with Yostin Bi-ber. He is bisexual but everyone is in denial, defensive and pressed about it" He replied which left me looking at him like he was out of his mind and completely high off of his ass but I knew he wouldn't find weed that easy here.

It's not like it can't be silent... Did you get that? Okay, I'll stop. No, but seriously though.

Why didn't the officers find weed during the search? ... Because it was silent.

Oh my god, Kevin Hart watch out because I might be taking your comedy crown. I mean, what kind of clever joke was that? I wish I could pat my own back for that one.

"The fuck you chuckling at, hottie?" Looking down at Bieber, I just rolled my eyes. No way in hell was he going to know what kind of lame ass I am with jokes.

But still funny though, so I'll just deal with it.

My lack of response made Justin keep quiet but not in general. He didn't keep pestering me, instead he kept on singing whatever the fuck kinda music he listens to. It was annoying, but the most entertaining thing it was ever going to happen in a place like this.

I honestly feel bad for jails that do not have a person like this on their prison because their everyday thoughts must be suicide. Even though the inmates in here act like they could decapitate Justin in a second, I know they take him as an entertainment source as well.

"Hottie come here, I wanna grab your dick and lay you on the sofa. And as I pull your hair, I'm gonna lick your body and make ya go all the way in yeah in me!" He wasn't even singing.

This boy was straight up screaming the wrong lyrics.

"And I've been waiting patiently for you to break me off and man your clothes still on so Ima rip em off, with my teeth yeah yeah yeah and man I want you to whisper this into my ear"

"Don't" I mumbled knowing damn well where these lyrics were going.

"HOW DEEP, DO YOU WANT ME TO GO? DO YOU WANT ME TO SPEED IT UP SPEED IT UP OR GO SLOW?"

"Stop"

"START FROM THE BED, NOW WE OUT HERE ON THE FLOOR. MAN YOU'RE REALLY IN FOR A TREAT NOW DON'T FALL IN LOVE CUZ WE JUST HAVING SEX. I'M GONNA GET YOU HARD, WE NOT MAKING LOVE TONIGHT"

"I swear, boy" He looked at me and smirked.

"HICKIES ALL OVE YOUR NECK, KISSES ALL OVER YOUR BODY, MAN YOU GON NEED IT TONIGHT, WHEN WE HAVE SEX SEX SEX"

"Come in here and I'll show you good sex, baby boy" Justin stopped abruptly and looked over at the cell where the old crusty, dusty, musty old man's voice was coming from.

"The only things you could provide me with is a HIV positive test, rabies and in-satisfaction" With that come back, Justin hummed and kept on walking leaving the old man with his mouth wide open.

Didn't I say his mouth was smart enough to let him live?

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I am honestly dying.

~ Eli