Little White Lies || Cricky [C]

42 | Medicate

Chris's POV

Two officers held me against a wall, while a third one strip searched me.

I wanted to kill them. All of them. I hated the way their hands felt on me. It reminded me of when he had me and he did those things to me. It took everything in me to not fight them.

When they were done, I was pushed to the floor. They threw clothes at me. I looked at them. The trademark orange jumpsuit. I wasn't too happy. Orange isn't really my color. But whatever.

They dragged me out to Gen pop, and handed me a pillow and a blanket. They opened the door and shoved me out into the room full of people. 

This caught their attention. They all looked at me. I didn't like the way they stared at me. They wanted to fight. I guarantee that not a single one of them actually recognizes who I am. But they will. 

I walked over to an empy bed and dropped the shit down. I probably wouldn't end up sleeping all that much anyway. 

I looked at all the people staring at me. 

A man came up to me. He was about my height, but was heavier. He looked angry. 

"Would ya look at that. We finally got someone new around here. You look like you'll be fun." He spoke, his voice deep.

Aw. He was trying to be scary. 

I smiled at him. "You think you're scary."

"I'll fucking kick your ass, pretty boy."

Just then, another smaller man ran over and tried to pull him away. "Yo do you know who that is?"

I saw the bigger one shake his head. 

"That's Chris fucking Motionless. Don't fuck with him. He'll kill you."

"Wait like the Chris Motionless?"

The smaller one nodded.

They both looked over at me before quickly walking away. 

Oh this is gonna be fun. 

I'd found a corner to sit in, away from everyone else. Unfortunately, I only got a few minutes of alone time before a small boy came up to me. He somewhat resembled Ricky. He sat down in front of me. 

"Hi." He said. 

I just raised an eyebrow. 

"So you're really him?"

"I'm who?"

"Chris Motionless." 

I sat up a little and leaned forward and just looked at him. "What do you think, sweetheart?"

"You're not as scary as everyone says you are."

I laughed. "Just becuase I don't look scary doesn't mean I'm not."

"Well you don't seem that bad." 

I just nodded. "What's your name?"