Till Time Tells

2.0

The box although it was quiet, sometimes Quinten needed the noise. It kept him out of his head- occasionally you would hear the others talking to each other, they had a small room- no windows just concrete walls painted white- a toilet and a sink- the single bed was better then the bunks in Block X- only because you didn't have to worry about hitting your head on the top bunk if you were tall. A big medal door with a small bolted window in it was the only way in and out- the light harshly bright which often gave Quinten a headache. Than a small desk and table in case you wanted to entertain yourself. Of course you weren't allowed much- maybe a book, maybe something to write with and paper if you weren't deemed harmful to yourself. Quinten had a book. He didn't mind reading- if he understood the words, sometimes he would ask if a guard walked by his door. Occasionally he would spell it out and if another person heard they would explain. Quinten didn't bother anyone so they didn't bother him. He wouldn't say he made much friends due to him naturally being more guarded to use that word. Most of his friends ended up dead. He stopped trying to make those years ago. But being in here for five years- people know you, you know people. Occasionally you talk. Quinten skipped breakfast- they bring it to you in the box- he didn't eat it, so eventually they took it away. He usually skipped meals- maybe ate dinner or lunch on a good day both- never all three.

   "so tell me what's wrong" Lucious asked as he trailed his fingers down my bare spine. I just laid there facing the other wall feelings myself slide inside my own thoughts. I missed my mother and i knew this isn't the life she wanted. "Leave me lone" I said pulling the blanket up over my head. The older male smacked his lips together and due to his low patience I assumed he had just left until I felt the covers being ripped from me.

   "Nigga I'm not gonna ask you again- why the fuck you can't just answer a question normally? Always doing to fucking much" it didn't take long for Lucious hands to wrap around my neck and squeeze- as hard as he could. If I wanted to respond- I couldn't. Instantly I started gasping for air. This might be the time. He might actually kill me this time. Lucious almost did multiple times but for some reason- it was like my body just wouldn't let him. "Fucking answer me" he started and I just opened my mouth- a gasping noise came out of it as I tried to move his hands from my neck. Just as the last bruise had disappeared this one took its place. One after another they always came.

"I-I b-breathe" Quinten struggled and Lucious let go of him throwing him off the bed and into the floor. Quinten didn't mind the harsh feeling of the floor hitting his body. It was safe on the floor if Lucious stayed away. Of course he didn't.

"Well I let your ass breathe- speak are you fucking dumb? I know your useless ass mama taught you something"

"I-I t-tired" Quinten only responded, still trying to catch his breath and fight the headache that was starting to come. He had been beaten and bruised for hours the night before- all he did was make a friend. Quinten met Kai through one of the runners, they were a tattoo artist. Quinten never knew someone could make a drawing so realistic than put it on skin- he was amazed. He did house calls and often was at one of the trap houses- Quinten was usually allowed to go there without Lucious down his throat and threatening to kill everyone. That was only because his best friend was there reporting everything the man did back to Lucious. Quinten found himself going there a lot to get numerous of tattoos. He didn't know if he really wanted tattoos or just the small taste of freedom he finally got. Kai was the closest thing to a friend he had since Jordan had left. Most people in the cartel didn't speak to him due to not wanting to deal with Lucious tempter- Kai wasn't scared. He should've been- maybe if he was he would still be alive today.

"Your ass was over there crying- wetting up the damn pillow.. you know I don't like no crying shit- I just had to hear it from Jeshswn cry baby ass all fucking day"