Helping Insanity

Chapter 2 - You.

Lyles POV.

I walked back into my cell after picking up a book from the small metal trolley. "Call of the wild" I muttered to myself before sitting on the small bed. I opened the front page as I heard a rattle at my open cell door. "Not staying out today again?" Beth asked as he held the cell keys in her hand. "Nope, just like the last few months" I answered with a cheeky smile as she stepped further into my cell. She was the only guard I trusted here. "You haven't left since-" "Since Ian was dragged out of this place in a body bag?! I know I haven't and I don't intend to. It is only me who is allowed out at this time and I chose to use it picking a book before returning here to read it in silence while wishing that Ian was still here" I snapped as she nodded before stepping backwards out of my cell. She knew when to not talk to me and today was one of those days.

I read over the first line once again as I remembered sitting in Bradys cell on the bottom of his bed as he sat at the top, smoking a cigarette as he spoke about his dog and I spoke about the one I owned. We talked about the simpler things in life. We spoke about animals, strange and random facts, different books we read, different inmates and officers, and even our families. Since I began to talk to Brady I was suddenly respected, being called "Mini Brady" or if I was alone I was just called "Brady". Ian was a respected man just because of his age and the fact he was like the wise Father in Ashworth, I also encountered the older man threaten a 20 year old despite the over 50 year gap, Brady was in control and since he liked me I was in control as well.

I crossed my legs as I began to read the book for at least the twentieth time. I was engrossed in the first chapter before I heard the cell door being opened, snapping me out of my happy place. I looked up at the door to see a man walking in, the keys still in the lock as he observed me. "Follow me, Mercer" he ordered as I placed my book next to me before moving forward slightly, but still not moving enough to make it look like I was actually going to follow his demand. "You didn't use my nickname, who are you?" I asked as I began to analyse him. Canadian accent. High ranked cop. Had clearly studied me to know my second name, most just know me as Brady. "I am the Depute Chief of the Police force in Toronto. The name is Valentino" he explained as I stood from the bed, sorting my white vest top as I tucked it into the orange trousers which covered my legs.

I was guided to a large room where six guards stood, a U of chairs covering the bottom of three walls. I sat in the very centre seat as I watched the six guards who stared at me, Valentino leaving the room as if he was going to get others. As he shut the door I noticed the mirror which was behind it. I looked at my appearance in the mirror. I wasn't shocked at how different I looked compared to the first time I was brought into this room. The day I arrived. I ran a hand through my long straight black hair as I pulled a section in front at each side of my face as it fell over my chest. I placed my hands on my small waist as I smiled into the mirror at the guards who were watching me as they looked away immediately. I ran my tongue over my straight teeth as I felt an unamused sigh escape my body, what happened to that young innocent girl I used to be?

I sat back on the centre seat as I looked around the room once more before the door opened as Valentino walked in with another two inmates, both male. One caught my eye. I looked at the younger male with long brown hair as he ran his hand through it and looked around the room, his green eyes scanning each guard before they landed on me. His upper half was covered in a white t-shirt which made his shoulders look extremely broad, his legs covered in orange trousers much the same as my own. He placed his hands in his pockets as he kept examining me before running his tongue over his bottom lip, his teeth then gripping onto it as I took in each and every detail from his petite nose, long lashes, and his straight teeth which suddenly released his bottom lip as I was taken out of my trance.

"Holy shit, it's Brady" The other male called as he looked at me with wide eyes, the brown shades sparkling as the light shined on his face. "Ukrainian, aren't you?" I asked as I smiled maliciously at the male who gulped before looking back at Valentino, opening his mouth to talk as his perfectly sculpted teeth seemed to stand out while I took in each detail like I always do. "I am not staying in here with that Sociopath" he snapped as I rolled my eyes. "I do believe that he is the sociopath" I pointed to the longer haired male as the black haired male looked at me yet again with wide eyes. "How did you know that?" The long haired male asked as I shrugged "I guess it is one of my many skills"