By Your Side; Ksimon

Chapter Twenty

JJ's POV

I pulled my bandana close as they snapped my picture, no way in hell I was smiling.

The officer seemed old, he seemed cold. He stomps over, grabbing me roughly by the hands, making the handcuffs dig deeper into my skin, looking down I could see laces of blood fall down, dripping down to my fingertips. I kept my face still and quiet.

He led me to a room, pretty much throwing me into the chair, I held back a groan as I held out my finger so they could scan it. Then he held a breathalyzer up to my mouth, "Blow." He grumbles.

I hesitated for a moment, I did drink, but it wasn't that much. I blew into the breathalyzer after a couple of seconds, him shrugging and putting it away, writing things down.

"Come on." He says in a menacing voice as he picked me up by the arm, this guy was probably double my size, and I wasn't to shabby.

I walked along the lines of cells, looking inside of them, making a pit grow in my stomach.

Most of the cells were normal, people sleeping and things like that, the type of stuff you would expect in a jail, it wasn't prison. But some of them were rough.

They were all filled with a couple of people. One of them had a women in raggedy hair, her face pale and her eyes wide with fear. She was sitting in the corner as two other women were screaming and fighting, one shoved the other into the wall with a sickening hit. The women in the corner lifted her eyes, looking at me with pleading eyes, "I'm sorry..." I mouthed to her as I kept walking by.

Another cell was filled with four men, they were all fighting over the blankets. They were all covered in tattoos, and a toothpick hang from all of their lips. Suddenly one of them lunged forward, grabbing me by the shirt, pulling me to the bars, making the officer loose his grip on me.

My body slammed into the bars, making me clench my teeth in pain. Quickly the guard pulled me back, ignoring everything that just happened and led me along, leaving me completely rattled.

Finally he stopped in one of the last cells, two guys were already in there, one looked about my age, while the other one seemed to be late twenties.

The officer shoved me roughly in there, removing the handcuffs. He closed the cell, leaving me with the two men.

I whipped my head around, looking at the two of them. The younger one looked at me with curious eyes, while the older one didn't pay no mind.

"Joe." The younger boy says, standing up and shaking my hand.

I scrunched my eyebrows confused, "JJ?" I questioned, not sure why he was talking to me, he probably wasn't supposed to be there.

He noticed the blood on my hands, being careful when he shook to not get it on himself. When he finished, he back up in fear a little, "D-Did he do that to you?"

I only got a nod in before the other guy opened his mouth. "Can you two shut the fuck up?!" Yells the older guy. He stood up abruptly, grabbing me by the collar of my shirt and slamming me against the wall. Anger filled inside of me as his face was inches away, he was sneering.

His body reeked of smoke and alcohol, making me want to cough. His eyes were the deepest brown I ever saw, pretty much black. His grip on me tightened.

I clenched my fist as I was about to swing when I took a deep breath, my thoughts lingering to Simon, making all the anger and adrenal drain out of me, did he get caught? Did Deji get caught? Did the rest of my friends get caught? They would of got a call from home...if Simon did, he would probably be moving away from here.