Give Me Life

The Devil Is Here.

Devlin couldn't stand the smell of jail.

He stripped and placed his hands out.

The officer gave him an irritable look then sighed.

"Arms down."

Devlin scratched his back and cracked his neck.

The policeman searched him.

"Bend down and cough."

Devlin scrunched his eyes and did what he was told.

"Okay... You're done."

Once they were finished, they handed him a jumpsuit.

"Already..." Devlin muttered, angrily slipping it on. "Yep, is there a problem?" He growled, Devlin sneered at the man in front of him. "Ya... I'm not supposed to be in here." He mumbled.

"That's what they all say... Let's go." The officer muttered, eyeing his tattoo's, he opened the door to lead him to a cell. Devlin wondered if he would be alone this time, they stopped in front of his favorite photo booth, and waited. The woman lazily looked up at him and popped her gum.

The Catalina jail had an intense odor, police men and women scrambled around the office, whispering to each other, hearing the sound of the computer mouse clicking, and people coughing, irritated him. When they let him out of the holding cell; He let out a sigh of relief, he had been cramped in there with a piss smelling homeless man, and two other men who were obviously brought in there together, naked, angrily whispering to each other. It wasn't what he prepared himself for, he was used to it, but... It was too soon.

One of the officer's put the handcuffs back on him.

"He's hot..." He could hear one of the receptionist's say; As they eye balled him from the corner, he rolled his eyes and the woman in front of him snapped the picture.

He could hear her gasp, and then there was another wave of silence. "What's wrong Lima?" A male officer yelled from the other side of the room. "Um, I have to snap another photo of him." She mumbled, staring at the photo. "Why?" The officer yelled, Devlin figured it was the one taking him to his cell.

He walked over to her desk and took a long look at the picture. "Dude... Are you serious?" He annoyingly growled, he looked up from the computer screen and held it, then looked at Devlin. "So.. You got jokes huh? Straighten up and look ahead." He growled.

Devlin had no idea what they were talking about, he did what he was told, but had an itch so he furrowed his brow, the woman snapped the photo again and gasped even louder, Devlin instantly became annoyed.
"Whatever.. Just use the first photo I guess... This one's even weirder." The officer admitted, clearing his throat, he strolled over to Devlin and went to tighten his handcuffs, but Devlin did it for him. It startled him, he coughed and cleared his throat.

"Come with me." He muttered.

They passed a group of people sitting down in a chair handcuffed, the women out of the group widened their eyes once they seen him pass them. Someone whistled, Devlin just stared straight ahead. "So quick to put me in here.." He thought, he wanted to kick the man in front of him.

"Woah.. Woah, woah, woah, woah, what are you doing?" Another officer yelled running up to them. "Why?" The officer that ushered him asked. "Because.. Can't you see? It's a full house!" The man shouted, the officer looked back at him and grimaced; Devlin got a chance to see his name tag, it read 'Henry', Henry gave the man in front of them a dirty look, he didn't know what else to do. "Come on, let's go back to the desk." He grumbled and Devlin followed behind.

"Sit there." He pointed at a chair across from the  receptionist's desk, she nervously looked down at her keyboard. "Pull up this guy's name; What did they bring him in here for?" He asked her, she pattered on the computer.