Prison

Anger

One week later.

The bright sun light shined onto my face, the police uncuffed me. I was free. I looked around for my mommas car, I waited for a while until her black car pulled up in front of me. I went to get in the car before my stepdad got out the car instead. I looked at him shocked, I bent down to look in the car to see if my mum was in there. No sign of her.

"She's dead, just like your going to be." He chuckled bitterly as he pulled out a pistol, aiming it at my face.

I went to dodge the gun but it was too late as the bullet was already coming at me. Shooting me right in the forehead, I fell back feeling my hopeless body crash against the ground.

I woke up sweating, gasping for air. These nightmares are becoming too much for me too handle. I have been stuck in this small room for a whole week, Tyra still hasn't let me out. I feel like I'm slowly going crazy. The screaming man down the hall has completely gone mad, he shouts all day and night. Is that what I'm going to become? I need to get out of this shit hole.

I went over to the sink, splashing the cold water against my face, it made me feel fresher and more awake but it still feels like I'm dead. This place has drained me, just like it did to Trey. I sat down on the toilet going for my morning shit, at least I don't have a creepy white boy starring at me.

"Hwelp!" The annoying screaming man shouted, I guess his awake.

I sighed in a annoyed way as I probably gonna hear him shouting loads of shit today. Just as I went to lay down in bed my cell door opened. I turned around so quickly that it made my head hurt. I looked at the door to see Tyra standing there with a unreadable face expression.

"I decided to be nice and let you go back to prison, just make sure you return the nicenesses." She said, causing me to smile widely.

"What do I have to return?" I asked worriedly.

"Just by keeping to yourself, not giving me any drama." She said not leaving me anytime reply as she cuffed me up leading me outside of this hell.

Once she opened the door, I took in a deep breath of the refreshing air, so much more space. All I have seen for the whole week is white walls, it feels good just to see green trees. She opened up the prison doors leading me inside, everyone was in there cells already. She led me all the way up the top, she opened up the cell gate. Then I realised this was the first cell I had, the one me and Trey shared. But this time Trey won't be here. She let me walk in then closing the door behind me, I couldn't see my roommate as he was laying down on the top bunk. I lay down on my bottom bunk, just as I was about to fall asleep I heard a bang next to me. I looked to the side to see a smiling Trey Songz. What he doing back here? I smiled, as I got up giving him a bro hug.

"What your ass doing back here?" I asked shocked.

"The question is where the fuck you been? I got moved back here six days ago bruh." He answered.

"I got put in the fucking shoe for the whole week."

"Damn, that place is hell." He said with sympathy.

"So come on, answer my first question." I asked, referring to why he was back here in regular prison and not the ghetto.

"Same reason you got moved here in the first place, August." He spoke through greeted teeth.

"You two fight?!" I semi-shouted.

"Hell fucking yeah, me and Ty-

"Tyga back here too?" I asked.

"Yeah, nigga. Once we heard you and August had a fight me and Tyga went after that little bitch." He smirked, he probably proud of his work. The work he done to Augusts face.

"What happened with August?" I asked, and wish I didn't after as I never seen Treys face turn so angry.

"They sent him home." He said going red in the face from anger.

"Home?! You fucking serious?! Why?!" I shouted.

"'Cause it August, that nigga always getting special treatment."

I sat back down on my bunk, some weird events have happened today, and it's only the morning. How I would love to beat Augusts ass again. Then another thought came into mind, if his allowed home that means he gets to see India. His going to be touching her, and there's nothing I can do about it. Right now I need to punch something, I can feel my anger getting ready to explode out of me. I kept breathing, trying my hardest to calm my anger down. I got up pacing back and fourth re-thinking today's events, but then soon stopped as I realised it was just making me more angry.
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Got soooo many ideas for other stories, I have started to write two other stories. Once this book is completed I'm going to publish one of them. This story not over yet though, still got 7 more chapters left.
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