No Boundaries

Chapter 10: The Storm Is Coming...

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[:.•?'s POV•.:]

:.Doncaster Detention Center , Doncaster,England .:

•8'o clock P.M•

"...Inmate number 4531?" The deep and heavily voice of an officer called out, waking me from daydream state. "Inmate number 4531!?" He called out again, this time his voice sounding clearer and more closer then before. I sighed and got off my so called bunk "Yes?" I called out as I stood at the gate, gripping the grey steel bars in both hands. He looked at me, his deep green eyes seeming to glow with bitter hatred and annoyance. "Look, if this is about the whole kitchen fight I had nothing to do with it." I spoke holding my hands up and shaking my head. I heard my cell mate William laugh a little before it turned into a cough. He reached down toward his belt and grabbed the ringful of keys he kept on their. He shifted through them, before finding the one that unlocked the gate and opened it "You got a visitor." He spoke coldly as he grabbed my wrists and placed the restraints on my wrist. I've been in this hell hole of a detention center for 4 years now, and not once has anyone came to visit me, not even my mother 😳.

He led me down the long grey hallways that reminded me of prison. He stopped at the door and pushed the buzzer that allowed the heavy metal door to open and led me out of the "Extremely Dangerous" unit of the center. Why I'm there, is different story. I heard the whispers of the doctors and inmates who stared at me with wide eyes of shock. Ok, maybe I'm a little bit on the crazy side but like I said, that's a different story. We got to the visitation room and he sat me down on a chair "Stay here while I get your visitor." He stated coldly as he handcuffed me to the chair, making sure I can't move before he left. I sighed and began to look around this unfamiliar room and think about would want to visit a nut job like me. I heard the door open and in walked a boy who couldn't have been any older then I was. "Long time no see." He spoke with a smile spreading on his face, exposing the rack of silver braces that sat on his 2 rows of teeth. "What are you doing here?" I asked him, anger taking over my body almost immediately. He shrugged "I just want to talk to you.." He said in a casual tone. "What could YOU and I possibly have to talk about huh?" I asked him, feeling annoyed. "Your the goddamn reason I'm in here in the first place. You and I both know that I wasn't going to do shit." I snarled as he just chuckled. "Your right about that. But, whose the one with the disorder hmm?" He asked as he sat in the chair across from me and laughed. "Your still so pathetic." He muttered taking a seat across from me "What the hell did she see in you?" He shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose and sighing. I looked down at my bound wrist and sighed "..I love her." I whispered and he let out a hearty loud chuckle. "She clearly didn't love you to let you get taken did she? I mean damn, she would of at least tried to get to you if she loved you right?" He asked as he flicked his lighter on and stared into the tiny dancing flame "Can you please? That's a little trigger." I mentioned as I looked away. "A trigger of what? A stupid, episode." He chuckled. No, that's far from a trigger. I sighed and shrugged my shoulders "look, if all you wanted to do was remind me of my life in Suburbia then I suggest you leave and let the guard take me back to my cell." I said simply as he just stared at me and shrugged his shoulders. "Fine. Whatever you want dude."

That night, I laid on my bunk staring up at the celling lost in my world of thoughts filled with HER. Man, did I miss her. I missed her more then anything in the entire world. When I was shipped to Doncaster few years ago, I didn't get the chance to say goodbye to her.

It all happened so fast. All I knew was that I was sitting on the blanket spread out underneath our favorite tree when 3 big men dragged me away. I still remember the tears in her eyes as we tired to reach out to each other only to have her brother hold her back. I remember how she screamed loudly, calling my name as she cried.

I sighed loudly to myself as I rolled over and looked at the blank wall beside me, before sitting up and grabbing a pencil and a piece of paper.

[So, What cha think of the rewritten version? Who do you think the mystery person is? Who do you think the Childhood Sweetheart was? It just might surprise you all 😁. Until next time, Read and Vote my Adorable buttons-Kaylee (The Writer❤) ]