TFIL: One Shots of Joy

#Solby : Arrested

I fucking had to, I'm so not sorry for this. muahahaha

"Elton, what the fuck is going on?" Corey's anger was evident.

Elton glanced with concern at the trio and shrugged, "How the fuck should I know?"

Colby stood silently next to Sam as they watched their dear Uncle Elton put into handcuffs.

"Are we.. Are we going to Jail?" Sam didn't mean to sound weak but his voice cracked involuntarily and his face heated up.

"We're just checking for weapons of any kind." A cop said while another responded with ease, "Hopefully we don't have to take you down to the station."

"These two, they fit the Bolo." A third replied.

The first glanced at Sam and Colby, scoffed, "I see."

Sam felt his heart rate pick up as Colby was shoved into the fence gate.

He felt the cop's arms grip his forearms harshly and clenched his eyes shut as the cop instructed him to turn around slowly and put his hands behind his back.

He did so and felt the lump in his throat increase as the click of the handcuffs and the tight squeeze on his bony wrists hit him in the heart.

Colby shuffled closer to him, already in handcuffs as well, "Dude, this is fucking crazy."

Sam said nothing, trying to keep his breathing even.

Colby glanced at his face and gasped softly, "Dude, dude, breathe!"

Sam's claustrophobic mind was NOT helping him any.

Colby pressed his forehead against the other's, knocking the other from his trance and his breathing rapidly increased.

Colby's eyes twinkled and he stared directly into Sam's eyes. Sam stared back, heavily breathing through parted lips.

"Breath, dude. Calm down, I'm here."

Sam nodded, " O-Okay..."

"Samuel, are you okay?"

"Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing. Back to the fence, go."

A cop gripped Sam's wrists and led him away, Corey led to the same car while Elton and Colby stood by two other cops.

"C-Colby!"

"Fuck! SAM!"

Sam was shoved into the cop car, the door closing, and the tight space suddenly closing in on him. "They'll love you in prison, pretty boy."

Sam felt his breathing quicken and his eyes suddenly felt teary. He glared in the cop's direction than quickly glanced to Corey which helped calm himself down.

"Fuck man, are we going to Jail because of Elton?!"

"No, no, of course not. He'll get us. Out of this."

Corey glanced over and sighed, "Shit, this isn't good for you at all."

"This isn't good for any of us, Corey. I don't want to be in jail!"

Corey shook his head, "Me neither.."

The cop from earlier stepped near the window and muffled a sneer, "You gonna protect pretty boy over there?"

Corey glared at him in silent anger, rage boiling in his nerves. Sam's chest heaved with each heavy breath he took.

Within seconds, the cops were pulling him outside of the vehicle.