Chapter 21

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Chapter 21

Malcolm

Everyone is looking at me while I walk to the cell block but what the hell is everyone look in at me for? When I get to my cell block, the guard uncuff me, everybody laughing like nothing happened throughout the day, then I see Zayne walking with a limp like he hurt "Damn bruh, my jaw hurt you didn't have to hit me like that man" he laugh at me being funny. "I thought you was really hurt man, everybody been looking at me like I ran over somebody's dog. Stab Man's friends must've told the whole cell block what I did to they ass, the Warden would be on my ass with the cameras in the hallways. Either way it goes, I will always have to keep my head on a swivel while I'm here, I couldn't get a break in here because everywhere I go will always be someone trying to kill me for some odd reason. "You alright man, you always making these punk ass, ninja turtle looking muthafuckas look like ant size ass bitches man" McDonald said while everyone laugh after his words. "Stab Man isn't the only did I had to watch out for when I'm in here, remember that one dude who cut me with a razor in here? Yeah I had to beat his ass for him to know that I'm not the dude to fuck with, remember big dude who kept bullying muthafuckas into taking they food? yeah knocked his head clean off his shoulders, so I'm just a man who was a murderer that kill muthafuckas for fucking up. I was a kingpin moving drugs of all kinds, I had to kill somebody for fucking up my money but that was the old me before I got locked up so I know how to kill when I need to" I gave them a short story of why I got locked up, I didn't tell them everything to them, shit it's too much info when I told them that I was a kingpin, and got locked up. This shit is getting way out of hand with all this bullshit going on in here, I hope I can get the hell up out of jail soon before I kill someone. Word is getting out about the fight that happened in the hallway with Stab man, and his three goons, shit even the officers, and the Warden is up my ass with more officers everywhere now. The officer in our cell block calls my name so I walk to him with a limp in my step "What's up officer? what wrong have I done this time?" I ask him. "What did I tell you about fighting with Davis, and his three goons? I said lay low, now word in the prison is that you will have to talk with the Warden...Again. It looks like you will be in here more than you think you will get out" he handcuff me then he walks me to the Warden's office. Everyone who sees me walking to the Warden's office start commenting me saying things that don't piss me off because they are giving me my props in here, I'm not a soft ass pushover that they can beat up, shit they are starting to show me respect as I give them respect. I get to the Warden's office door, the officer knocks on the door then I say "Pizza delivery, please open up" I say then the office says "Shut up prisoner" he Yanks at my handcuffs. The Warden yells "come in" the officer opens the door then the Warden is eating his pizza while the officer is uncuffing me, then I sit down, what the fuck do he want from me? He already looked at the cameras so what the hell is he going to day? His plan wasn't going to work with them fucking with me every chance they got so he can't tell me nothing because it will go in one ear and out the other besides I'm in here for ten more years so whatever he says isn't going to help me, what they do in the prison movies and shows are real, they rape people in jail if you drop the soap, they jump you for trying to act hard, they stab you when you don't expect it, they beat you to see you can fight, you can be someone bitch in jail which I'm not nobody's bitch and not making no one my bitch, and they smuggle stuff in here so they can have stuff. I have been beat up when I got here the first few days, no one tried to rape me, I got jumped a few days but that made me know that I will have to start fighting to stand my ground, look at me now, A strong ass fighting machine taking out little bitches and hurting them. "Why must you always show your fighting skills to these folks man? You think your the shit showing these assholes that you can fight and you have to be the top dog?" he look at me. I look around like he was crazy as hell then said "You talking to me? I thought you were on the phone with someone setting up a MMA match for me the way I beat three guy's asses. If either me get hu--" "You trying to fucking funny Malcolm? This shit isn't funny, what the fuck am I suppose to tell the judge about your incidents because this is going to put you into more rime I'd you ask me. The judge is going to eat you alive, you hear me so if you think this shit is funny then you are going to know how it feels when you stay in here and never your family" he said. "I have a proven point that I was defending myself, you have the fucking proof so you mine as well show him that because I'm innocent with that in incident" I put my hand up in surrender. My court date is in a few days around but I should be able to beat this case so I get the fuck outta here.

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