Prison

Ghetto

Evening back at the ghetto.

I just finished having a shower after running laps around the track, it feel good to be back here again. Tyra meant what she said about helping us get back here, I almost feel bad for blackmailing her. I was going to head to the tv room where I know the boys are probably chilling at, but the phones are right next to me so maybe I could try and call India. I thought about it for a while then finally made my decision. I picked up the phone dialling in her number that I remember off by heart. I rang for a while before there was a answer, but it wasn't India beautiful voice coming through it was a males. Augusts voice.

"August?" I said in disbelief.

"India's boyfriend speaking." He said, chuckling at the end. "So please do tell me why you trying to contact my girl?"

Him saying 'my girl' made my anger inside of me grow extremely quick, how I'd love to jump through the phone and beat his skinny ass up.

"Could you just put her on the phone." I said annoyed as I can feel myself starting to loose my patiences with him.

"Let me think about that." He said adding a long pause just to add to his sarcasm. "Nah." With that he hung up.

I slammed the phone back angrily. I took some breaths before stomping my way over to the tv room. Once I was there I sat down next to the boys making it clear I was frustrated.

"What up-

"Fucking August!" I shouted cutting Tyga off, and catching the attention from everyone in the room. "I went to ring India and that nigga answered." I said speaking more quietly this time.

"I'm guessing you didn't get to speak to her." Tyga said, Trey hit his arm signalling for him to shut up.

"That's rough man, what you gonna do?" Trey asked.

"What can I do? His out there with her while I'm stuck in here." I sighed.

"Trying ringing her again tomorrow, I just hope she's the one actually picking up." Trey said.

"I'll try, that nigga shouldn't be answering her phone anyway." I angrily spoke.

"Aug probably put Tyra down that why he out." Tyga said casually, that would make sense.

"How she go from me to him, she probably got pissed because I weren't giving her any." I chuckled.

"I need to get some, haven't had anything in years. It's hard bruh." Trey said sighing while he daydreamed off.

"Mmp, I'll catch you guys tomorrow." I said dapping both of them before I left the room.

I'm going to get a early night tonight because this nigga August is getting me too angry, and I work on keeping that angry in so I can stay here in the ghetto, and not get sent back to regular prison or even worse the shoe. Ain't nobody wanna go to that hell. Before I went to sleep I sat on my bed and just made a little pray. I prayed that my family is alright, especially if my momma alright. Then I prayed I could see and talk to India again.
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