Everything Sucks

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I felt naked without my dagger. I was so used to having it on me 24/7.

The cell was empty, aside from two beds and a toilet. I sure was going to miss privacy for the short time that EJ and I will be here.

"Who are you? One of the new kids? What are you doing in my cell?" a female voice fired questions at me. I turned around. There was a skinny, pale woman. She had a lesbian haircut. It was pretty cute, actually, with her red hair.

"For one, I'm (Y/N). For two, I'm not a kid, but yes, I'm new. And for three, this is also my cell now."

"What d'ya do to get in high-security custody?"

"Murder."

"Oh, shit. How many people?"

"Lemme think." I started counting. I think she expected the number to fit on one hand, because when I got to the second hand, she looked surprised.

"What were the names of them?"

"I can't remember. I don't like to think of them as people, but rather targets."

"That's heartless and dark..." she leaned in and whispered, "I like it."

I backed up a bit. I wasn't about to cheat on Jeff with some girl I didn't even know.

"How old are you? What's your name?"

"I'm 27, and my name is Miranda."

"Cool. I'm 16."

"A bit young to be killing innocent people, aren't you?"

"Meh, whatever. My boyfriend unleashed my wild side."

"Who's your boyfriend?"

"Nunya."

"Tell me. I'm curious."

"I said, nunya!" I was already irritated.

Then, I got a slight whiff of Jeff's hoodie, and I blushed ever so slightly. I remembered how he felt against me. His smooth, scarred lips. His scarred body...

"Why ya blushin'? You got a crush?"

"No, I just thought of him... I miss him so much..."

Then, I noticed a feeling of being watched. It was either the other inmates stealing glances or BEN spying on me... I hoped it was the latter. As much as I hated BEN Drowned, he was my best chance at getting out of here.

Anytime now, y'all can come, I thought.

"So, (Y/N), why do you kill?"

"Because it's fun."

"Wow. How heartless."

"Maybe."

"There's no 'maybe'. It's heartless. Period. The end. But, you know what? I find it kind of a turn on."

"Eww! I'm underage, you pedo!"

"But that's what makes it better!"

"Help! This girl is a ped--!" I called out to the police before Miranda covered my mouth.

I struggled against her. She sure did have a strong grip. But hours of training for moments like this came in handy. I bit her with all my might and stamped on her toes with my heel as hard as I could. She let go in surprise and pain.

I screamed for help as she grabbed me by the hair, pulling me close to her. She whispered, "You will not scream when I get my hands on you tonight."

I whimpered, "Please, no!"

I was only pretending to be scared. In actuality, I was confident in my ability to fend her off.

Then, an officer came over. He was buff. "What's the matter?"

"She's a pedo--" Miranda covered my mouth again.

"Hey, let her speak!"

She sighed and let go, going to the top bunk of the bed.

"What I was trying to say is that Miranda is a pedophile. I'm 16, and she implied that she's gonna do something to me tonight!"

"Thank you for sharing. We'll keep a close eye on her."

"Thank you!"

"Now, Miranda, come with me. This isn't the first time you've tried this sort of thing." the officer unlocked the cell door and escorted her out. I was thankful to have her gone.

It was already noon.

When am I gonna be saved? I thought.

Soon. Just be patient, Nolan popped in.

"Alright. Easy enough," I mumbled.



The time dragged on. It was now dinner. The food tasted horrible. Worse than school food, and I didn't think that was even possible!

But, I had to eat. If I didn't eat, then I would be weak, and not be able to escape.

Miranda was moved to a different cell, so I was all by myself... for now.

It was nice, being alone. Sure, I missed the other creepypastas like hell, but it was nice being able to have some time to myself.

I ate every last bit of the disgusting food, as much as I didn't want to.

"Hello?"

I looked up. There was a girl with blonde hair covering her face. She looked shy and oddly familiar... "Hey."

"I'm your new cellmate, June."

"Omigosh, June?" I looked surprised. No wonder I thought she looked so familiar!

"Yeah... do we know each other?"

"Yeah, we shared science class!"

"Oh, yeah! I remember you... Do you know what happened to Jeff? You two both disappeared on the same day."

"Yeah, he's my amazing boyfriend."

"Woah, you're dating that guy? He's so... creepy, though."

"Well, I find him very attractive. Weren't you the shy girl in school? What happened to get you here?"

"I killed my dad and set our home on fire."

"Woah. Murder and arson. I wasn't expecting that from you."

"Yeah... what got you in here?

"Murder..."

"Ok, well don't kill me, please."

"...of several families."

"Oh, shit..."

"Yup. And I don't regret it one bit," I lied. I did regret it a little, but not much.

"Seriously? You're fucked up!"

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"It's not supposed to be a compliment!"

"Too bad. Besides that, you killed your dad! What was your motive for that?"

"He abused me," she started, "then raped me. Afterward, I felt so violated. I was done with his bullshit. I got our gun and shot him in his sleep. Thankfully, Mom was out on a business trip and didn't know about it until she came home the next day.

"She told me that I was no longer her child and called the police on me. And that's how I ended up here, surprised to find you."

"That's... horrible..." I actually felt a bit of sympathy for her.

Before we knew it, it was 8:30; time to go to sleep.

Go to sleep... How I missed Jeff saying that to me.

How I missed Jeff. It's been a week since I've seen him. He's probably worried sick about me.

Just stop thinking. Sleep. You'll need it, Nolan advised.

I didn't respond.

After about ten minutes, I finally drifted into slumber.

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