Superjail Stingray X Reader

Chapter Fifteen

    I hummed to myself in the quiet hallways, making my way down to the dining hall.

The acoustics in the hallways were so good, it brought my voice to life while I sung to myself.

   I ignored the repulsive comments made towards me, making me slightly scrunch my face up in disgust while men in their cells frantically reached their large arms out at my body, trying to grab something that wasn't theirs; nor will it ever be.

  I pushed past the doors to the dining hall, spotting the warden sitting in a candle lit room looking a bit bored. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he played with a fork looking a bit disappointed and slouched in his seat.

He looked up and saw me standing with a faint smile on my lips, he automatically stood up and walked over to me with a grin.
He took my hand and gave a sheepish smile while he lead me inside the familiar room.

"Oh thank god you came! I was starting to think you wouldn't show up.." He chortled awkwardly, I could feel his tension by the way he tightly held my hand without intention- causing me to give a nervous look up to him after staring at our hands intertwined.

"Oh. No, I would never stand you up." I said sitting down with a soft smile, watching him sit across from me with a grin. "Good! I'd hope not." He replied, pouring a glass of wine for himself.

I smiled again, feeling more pressured than before while making eye contact with him. "So warden, uh.. I have to tell you something." I frowned slightly, my eyebrows lowered with nerves that rattled my body.

"Yes?" He asked, a giddy attitude as usual.

"I'm not really sure how to put this, but.." I trailed off, earning a faltered expression from him.
"Yeah?" He asked, his face filled with worry and stress.

I felt guilty, but it had to be done.
My lip twitched for the right words to say when I opened my mouth to speak. No words came out, I only say there frustrated in myself until I eventually forced the words to be said.

"Warden, I don't like you in the way you thought I did. I'm.. Sorry." I sighed heavily, looking down at my lap in shame.

His expression completely dulled, as if you had just taken a child's favorite toy from them.

My heart started to beat faster from being anxious, while he sunk in his seat defeated.
"What?" He asked me with confusion on his face.

I put my face in my hands, covering up the shame before speaking up. "I'm really sorry.."  I mumbled in the silence of the room.

It was so quiet that it made my ears ring. I peaked up over my hands to see him stare at me with pure shock and sadness.

"I-I can't believe this! After everything-- I.. Okay." He said standing up, brushing himself off with a straight face.

I raised a brow up in confusion, he walked over beside me and held a hand out for me to grab; which I did, then watched him as he guided me out to the door.

"Then you can leave. Go- go and eat that slop with the rest of the inmates." He said a bit irritated.
His voice sounded unsure, yet confident.

I stood there flustered, a bit shocked at his attitude towards me. "It's not like I could help my feelings you know." I said looking at him with furrowed brows.