Afternoon in the ghetto.
"Nobody wants to watch Real husband of Hollywood!" This oldish man shouted.
I was on working duty, and I had to watch people in the tv room argue. As they where old they didn't have to work so most of them spend their time in here. I have buzzer I'm supposed to press if they argue but they doing no harm so it don't matter.
"Aye, we will wait for it to finish then will change it to something you want." I said, it like babysitting little kids.
"Only because you want to watch it too!" The man shouted again.
"Kevin Hart is a funny dude." I said in defense.
Just as they where going to start another argument the bell went of signal it's dinner time, that means my work is over so I don't have to put up with his old moody ass anymore.
I walked in the canteen grabbing my food and drink then sitting down at my usually table waiting on the boys to hurry up. I saw them walk in, and they look extremely annoyed. Once they sat down, I felt worried to even ask them what's up.
"Everything good?" I asked, letting a little chuckle slip out of my mouth.
"Nah, everything shit." Tyga said clearly annoyed.
"Literally, shit." Trey said. "We just had to clean out the toliets."
I could help but start laughing, this is males prison so you already know the toilets are going to be bad, especially with the food they give us.
"Man, shut the fuck up!" Tyga semi-shouted at me, I just threw my hands up in defense, if it was me they would be laughing.
"How was your day at work?" Trey sighed.
"Two old people arguing like usually." I said with a shrug.
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The same as very other evening me and the boys where in the tv room, and luckily for us there was no old people in here.
"You think we will every get bored of this?" Trey said referring to us doing the same routine every day.
"Nah." Tyga laughed.
"Trey Songz and Chris Brown you have visitors." The women through the speakers spoke.
Me and Trey looked at each other's confused, see everyone else the visiter says there coming. With us we never have any clue. We stood up and rushed toward the visiting area.
"Bruh, no fair." Tyga sighed, as he hadn't got a visiter.
We shrugged as we walked into the searching area, and of course Tyga went to the window to watch. I went in sitting at a random table, Trey sat down in the one next to me. I waited for what seemed like a long time, everyone's visiter has came except mine. Treys friend came to see him, I'm just waiting on who came to see me. I starred at the door until India face appeared. I smiled as she came to visit me again but then soon frowned because as she came closer I saw she had a black eye and a cut on her lip.
"You ok? What happened to you?" I asked her with concern as soon as she sat down.
"Don't worry about it." She sighed, like I'm not going to worry.
"Tell me." I said sternly.
"August." She sighed again, that nigga put his hands on her?!
"Did you call the police on him?" I asked, trying to make sure I don't shout but I could feel my anger already starting.
"No, you know I don't fuck with the police." She said, India hates being a snitch but this is serious.
"Fuck sake India, you can't let that nigga hurt you." I sighed as I realised I was coming across a bit aggressive in my voice. "Sorry, it's just I care about you and I don't want him hitting or even touching you."
"I know, but it's going to be alright." She said not seeming so sure.
"Why he hitting you anyway?"
"About me visiting you, and because you apparently called me?" She asked.
"I tried to call you but then that nigga answered... I'm sorry I didn't know he was going to hit you or I wouldn't of rang." I said feeling bad that I caused this harm upon her and now there's no way of me stopping it.
"I visited you in the first place, so it's not your fault. Besides, I wouldn't change me seeing you for the world." She said smiling.
I let a little chuckle, as she was in front of me I took a opportunity to really take in her beauty. I missed being close to her. A bright red eases appeared across her cheeks, she was blushing like crazy I guess because a nigga starring hard at her, I can't help it.
"You're beautiful." I smiled.
"Thank you." She giggled.
"Visiting time is over." The ladies voice spoke, they really need to give us more time.
I sighed as I got up giving her a big hug, just like before sniffing her smell. Once again she's wearing Hugo Boss.
"Don't be afraid to call me." She smiled.
"I don't want him hitting you again." I said concerned.
"It'll be fine, just make sure you ring me." She said seriously, I just nodded. "Promise me Chris."
"Okay, alright I promise." I said letting a smile out as I took her in for another quick hug. Then watched her leave.
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Prison
FanficChristopher Brown has been sentenced for three years in prison for drug use and abusive behaviour. Find out how life for him inside goes, how he met a certain girl and how he controls his anger problems. (Inspired by 'Orange is the new black').