Irritated To The Point Of Destruction

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Malcolm

It's morning time, We had to get up for breakfast, the officer put the handcuffs on us then he walks us to the kitchen, when the officer takes off the handcuffs, the head kitchen dude put me on the scrambled eggs and biscuits, I love doing kitchen duty because I get to make the food that everybody like in the morning, evening, afternoon. "Aye Malcolm, what did you put in your oatmeal to make it good man" Fred ask me where I can only hear him. "I put a whole cup of sugar, a whole cup of brown sugar, and some cinnamon, shit nobody will know except you, and I homie" I told him, we dap then I take my biscuits out of the oven. I completed cooking the scrambled eggs, breakfast is ready but I hope they asses don't act all brand new and shit with the oatmeal and scrambled eggs. We fix our plates before the wave of prisoners come in for breakfast. Everybody even the head kitchen man indulge with the oatmeal being good. "Fuck it, this oatmeal is good as shit man, we making oatmeal like this everytime we have oatmeal" the group of us laugh. "shit, a few dudes are getting out tomorrow so we are doing a special lunch for them and are dinner, we are going to do chicken, ham, two pieces of bread, with green beans, and a apple pie" he told us. Shit, I wish I was getting the fuck out of here because I miss the hell out of my kids and wife. I want to see how my kids are doing, this shit is killing me that I don't hear nothing about them at all, mostly Catalina can't come and see me but I hope can get the hell out of here for good behavior.

The waves of prisoners come in for breakfast, we serve them then I heard a few prisoners say "Yeah, I stab that nigga and his ass was about to die until I got jumped by some muthafuckas" I overheard the conversation, so the nigga who stabbed me is in here? Oh I got something for his ass since he want to stab a nigga and not notice me, I got something for him. I act like I didn't hear him, I served him without looking at him, he didn't notice me as he move down the line talking shit about what the fuck he did, revenge is going to be a muthafuckin' bitch when I see his ass somewhere. After breakfast is over, we wash the dishes, and I walk in the hallway with handcuffs with the prisoners, and officers. "Look at this tall tree trunk, looking muthafucka, don't like fuckin' with folks but he always think he too cool to fuck with niggas" he walks by me, a few of the other prisoners laugh but I didn't pay him no mind, what I have for him is going to be crucial, brutal, and have that muthafucka hurting. Everyone is going outside for some air, I go to the basketball court, and I see the nigga who stabbed me and he's talking shit. I walk up to him hearing about his punk ass fighting some nigga, he didn't see me, I bump his ass, he falls on the basketball court. "Damn nigga, What happen to you, you loose your footing?" I shake my head. "You tryna be funny old ass nigga, I'll kill yo' ass" he walks up on me. "You flapping your fuckin' gums about what you did my nigga, you might want to watch your back nigga because the nigga you stab might be around here somewhere looking for your ass nigga so shut the fuck up punk ass nigga" I told him not telling him that he stabbed me. If I would have told him that he stabbed me, this nigga would try some shit, I want my plan to go as planned when I see him next time, for now, I'm going to let his ass slide because we just got outside so I'm not fuckin' up break time because of this nigga shit. He look at me then said "Oh you the nigga I stabbed in the bathroom, yeah I remember yo' ass now. Next time nigga, I'll kill yo' ass when you not watching your back" I have my back towards him and walk away to hit the weights, I feel his eyes still on me. A dude in my cell block said "Ain't even worth it man, that little bitch ass muthafucka always trying to talk shit man, plus he's the one who always get his ass beat then telling niggas that he whoop somebody's ass. Fuck that nigga man" he Pat me on the back. I sit on the weight bench to see Fred walking towards The dude who stabbed me and he punch him right in the face, a fight broke out, I run to break it up but I get hit with a jab by the dude who stabbed me, fuck this shit, I uppercut his ass twice making him fall backwards, I tackle his ass to the ground, and start punching him in the face. The guards run outside breaking up the fight, they had Shields, and batons, I put my hands up to cooperate with them because all I was doing breaking it up but I got involved when I took a jab to the ribs. "What the fuck Malcolm? You had to do something to fuck it up didn't you?" the guard pull me off the ground. "I was trying to break it up but got hit in the ribs, I didn't do shit, so why are you getting mad at me when I  was fighting in self defense plus the muthafucka stabbed me when I was in the shower. Yeah, I beat his ass so what?" I told the guard putting the handcuffs on me. "So what? it looked like you started the fight so now you have to go the the Warden's office!" he yells at me. he walks me to the Warden's office where he is sitting down, looking at my file,  sit down across the Warden's desk while the guard uncuff me. "Now what the hell was that all about? Fighting at break time? Come on with the bullshit Malcolm, this is the third time this week you been in a fight, yo' ass is looking at more time Malcolm" he looks at me. "This time, it wasn't me, I was walking outside to chill, then the dude who stabbed me in the shower, start talking shit, actually don't you have the cameras where we were, you can look at the cameras to see that I didn't start shit, I was trying to break up the fight. Look at the instant replay on the cameras Warden" I told him looking at the camera. "I will but if you lying, that's more sentence to your time, so what happened with the other two fights then? Because what I got in your file is that you straight up body slammed a prisoner then you assaulted the guard which is why he had a broken nose, what do you have to say about that?" He looks at up at me taking his glasses off. "One of your guards is telling a fucking lie, I was chilling, playing spades with one of my cellmates, then dude came over to me talking about I killed his girl but I didn't do no such thing, so he all up in my face, I stand up, looking down at his ass and picked him up. Dude was scared that he pissed his pants while I threw him, your guard saw me throw him, so she walking over to break it up, dude punched her in the nose  I just knocked him out for punching the guard but the other fight was on me. Everybody thinks that I'm big and weight more, I weight two hundred, and fifty pounds, and I'm 6'3" they try to see what I can do but he had it coming for trying me and he had to learn the hard way" I explained. The Warden shakes his head "Man I tell you, these fools are going to do that everyday, don't let your anger get you more time in here, do you want to see your family again?" he cross his arms. "Yes sir" I respond. "Let the shit go, so what if they talk about you, don't fuck yourself up and be in here for the rest of your life, one if the days they will try to kill you then what? Your family is going to your grave because of your actions. Stop fucking up and let the shit go Malcolm, it's not worth it, now we will see what happen while I watch the cameras" The warden said shooing me away, the guard handcuffs me then walk me to my cell block, the guard uncuff me then the dudes dap me up and hollering. Fred wasn't at the cell block when I got there but I hope he's alright though.