Malignant [h.s]

Fifty Four

The italic text between the slashes are from the book Harry's reading!

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Harry Styles

2013

/I hope to hell that when I do die somebody has the sense to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetary. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you're dead? Nobody./

I reread the pages of my favourite book The Catcher in the Rye while keeping my feet up on the chair across from me. The common room was empty today so I thought I would come read out here instead of my cell. Some new kid won't stop balling his eyes out and of course his cell is right beside mine.

I wish he realized that crying his fucking eyes out is just going to make him a bigger target in this place. I heard he was committed for something like vandalism, he should be out in no more then a year so if he just shut up it will go a lot quicker.

Me on the other hand has been here for six months and still got another two years to go, and that's on good behaviour.

This place is absolute bullshit but it gives me a chance to be alone. The only thing that worries me about being in here is that I don't know where Elizabeth is on the outside world. I just hope she's okay, maybe by the time I'm out she will have been adopted and in a nice home. She deserves it.

I spend my days sitting on the side lines of the fights and read my book. It may seem boring to reread the same book a bunch but it tells a different story every time. I kinda relate to Holden Caulfield because he really doesn't give two shits. He knows that everyone around him is a phoney and he refuses to become one of them.

"Hey, book boy." The voice breaks my thoughts, causing me to glance my eyes up from the book and at the two guys standing in front of me in their orange jumpsuits.

Fucking Colton and Jason, the two idiots that think they run this place because the got committed for stabbing a kid. They push everyone around and it's really fucking annoying. They've never talked to me before, but now I guess they got a bone to pick with me.

I glance back down at my book and shake my head.

"Hey dumb and dumber." I say with zero interest. They don't scare me one bit. I keep my eyes glue to my book while flipping the page.

"The fuck did you just say?" Colton yells, looking like he wants to punch me.

"You heard me." I say clearly while keeping my eyes to the worn pages.

"You got some fucking nerve." Jason chimes in with his gross greasy hair.

I huff and shut my book, placing it on the table next to me. I stand to my feet, levelling myself out at the same height as them.

"I was going to say the same thing to you." I threaten while looking right into Colton's eyes, getting angry. If these guys think I'm going to just take their shit then they've got another thing coming.

Jason grabs the book off the table and looks at the cover.

"What the fuck is The Catcher in the Rye?" He says out of stupidity. The minute his gross hands touch the novel, my body goes tense and I feel my temperature rise in anger.