Never Let Go

White Flag: Chapter 44

Ian
"Nigga, I know you not scared."

"Shut up. Aye can you check us in? Zack flagged over a officer to the desk we stood at.

Right now Keem and I was here with Zack at Rikers Island to see Alexis for his visitation. Since I haven't been out here to see him since he got locked up I decided to come today. We could tell Zack was mad nervous, his pops is in the the same correctional facility serving time and I knew this would be hard on him.

"I don't see y'all on the list for visitation." The officer referred to Keem and I️.

"It was a mix up, they suppose to be on there." Zack speaks looking annoyed. "Can we get our badges or not, what the fuck." He rubs his hand over his head making Keem smirk, trying not to laugh.

"Yo chill out." I warn Zack as the officer started to write out all our passes.

"I am chill, his donut eating ass, patrol cop, fat fuck looking ass need to let me see my brother. Shit."

"Nigga you better relax, because if they rock yo shit in here you will not get my help. Word to my mother."

We all looked at each other before breaking out in a laugh, it was to much tension in the air and of course leave it up to Keem to crack a joke. After getting our badges we was escorted to a visitation area. We could see other dudes visiting with their families, sitting at small beige looking tables and blue chairs that were nailed to the floor. The security was on high alert for sure and four cops stood at each door scanning the floor. We sat down and waited until they went to get Alexis to tell him he had visitors today.

"I ain't gone lie to y'all, I️ don't ever see myself in a place like this. Deadass." Keem said as I shook my head and agreed.

"I never wanted to see him in a place like this either, it's already bad enough my pops in here."

"You think they seen each other?" I ask.

"Shit, I️ hope not. That would fuck my pops head up." Zack placed his head into his hands but I hit him signaling that Alexis was walking towards us.

He wore a big ass smile on his face as they took his cuffs off. He damn near sprinted to our table but before he could reach out to hug Zack he quickly stopped himself, remembering there was a no touch policy rule.

"Nigga you ugly as hell." Zack finally breaks the silence as we all laughed.

We all sat on one side of the table and Alexis sat on the opposite side. The energy felt like old times, us just cracking jokes and hanging out. It's sad we gotta visit our boy in a place like this.

"About time yo gay ass came to see me. And then you brought these sweet niggas with you." Alexis jokes.

"I know you not calling nobody sweet, remember you the one in orange. Let's hope you ain't somebody bitch." Keem says making us laugh again.

"You out yo mind." He laughs. "I'm young but these niggas know not to try me. But I️ won't lie they have been on some gay shit."

"Deadass? Like how?" I ask.

"Let's just say I'm not with the gay shit. I got my battle scars." He unzipped his orange jumpsuit to show us the cut scar on the side of his stomach before zipping it back up.

"Alexis I told you not to be fighting. Don't you want them to lower ya sentence?!" Zack raises his voice.

"So you want me to let them them niggas do what they want and not defend myself. Yeah you on mad drugs bro." He leans back in his chair dismissing what Zack said.