A/N: Here's the next chapter, sorry that I was late truly sorry. Anyway's here's the next chapter. Enjoy!
Jason got use to the prison life in about a week he realised that prison was sort of like juvenile detention, except the people were paedophiles or serial killers. He got use to his inmate Charles in about a 3 day span and his cat Marylin was nice to him and never bit him.
"You've been to prison before?" Charles asked petting Marylin.
Jason shrugged, "Only juvi, why?"
"Your so...comfortable here I thought to myself 'well maybe he has been to prison before but transferred,'"
Jason shook his head and looked out his cell. Today was a cool breezy day, it cooled down the prison and the inmates so everything was calm and neat. The guards did their rounds and the inmates talked to their neighbours or cell mates. Jason watched as a guard came out and shouted, "Tea time,"
All the cell doors opened and inmates walked out onto the line.
"This is new," Jason said.
"This is where you can walk around and visit other inmates,"
Jason looked at the husky guys up on the second floor, "That's ok,"
Charles smiled, the guards did a quick check to make sure no inmates were missing and then waved his hand for tea time. Immediately inmates walked off the red line and into groups, Jason looked to see some of the inmates he arrived with had already belonged to a group.
"It's safer to stay in your cell," Charles whispered to Jason.
Jason agreed and walked back until...
"Look here," a sinister southern voice called.
Jason turned to see a wiry man look at him, he had brown eyes and a mess of black hair.
"And you are?" Jason asked in a bored tone. He had met these kind of people before, thinking that they are the boss over everyone else. But Jason's question only didn't taunt the man, instead it made the man smile.
"I believe the question is who are you?" the man said walking closer to the boy.
Jason shook his head, "I asked first,"
"T-bag," the man said holding out a hand.
"Jason," Charles said quickly trying to pull the boy back.
"Jason?" T-bag asked in astonishment.
The boy turned, "Problem?"
T-bag laughed and Jason balled his fists ready to fight.
"You should have more respect boy," T-bag said stepping closer to Jason who still stood his ground.
"Really?" Jason sneered, "Well looking at someone like you, I wouldn't be so surprised,"
T-bag's smile vanished instantly, "Watch it,"
"Or what?"
Jason's vision suddenly went blurry and he staggered backwards into Charles. Marilyn hissed viciously at Jason's attacker. Jason quickly got up only to stumble back a little, his vision slowly came back. In front of him was a man about the same height as him, maybe an inch taller and well built. As Jason's vision came back clearly he watched as T-bag turned away and walked somewhere else of Gen Pop.
"My head," Jason said groaning.
"Best not to mess with him," Charles said, "Keep your record clean in here and you'll do fine,"
"But then I'll be weak,"
Charles made a look, "Better weak than dead,"
Jason looked at Charles and shook his head. Jason knew that he wouldn't understand, no had for years.
"Tea time's over," the guard shouted and the inmates groaned but moved towards their own cells.
That night Jason woke to a small rustling from the second floor.
What the hell?
Jason quietly jumped down from the top bunk and moved to his cell door, he of course couldn't see it and the noise was short. He shook his head and climbed back up onto his bed and went back to sleep.
A/N: I forgot the cat's name so I just went with something that was either close or way off. Hope you liked it.
