Well, I promised.

II

Deal

Dirk remains calm. This cellmate of his may be insane but Dirk can still do this.

He rubs his wrists as the guards close the door behind him and leaves. Luckily he has seen their nametags. Gorgon and Harrick. He'll examine each of them more to see if either are a danger to his and Dave's developing plan.

"It's been a while since I shared this cell with anyone." English chuckles. "Five years, twenty-one days…"

Dirk remains silent. He tries not to look at English. For this type of guy, Dirk can't show any dominance or power. He can show resistance to show he isn't some defenseless dog. But he will act submissive towards his new cellmate if he has to. That's the first step of manipulation.

Dirk looks at English and English stares back at Dirk.

"Oh, and just so we're clear," English takes his fingers out of his mouth and points upward. "The top bunk is mine."

Dirk looks at English more. English has this off smile that is not all too familiar-looking like the psychos that he saw before he got to jail and in the previous prison he was in.

But Dirk has act calm and cool. And he has to be submissive to English's weird demand. He takes his eyes away from English.

"That's fine by me." Dirk answers.

English giggles. He has his fingers back in his mouth again. Blood is dripping down from his chin. His head is a bit angled down but his eyes, all widened up still, are looking at Dirk. It feels like he's actually analyzing Dirk…

But Dirk has to make sure to have English believe he has the upper hand. But he has to act casual.

"So, what are you in for?" Dirk asks, turning his head and body directly at English. This has been done by a good amount of prisoners and this could help Dirk know more about his future subordinate. And from the looks of this English guy, he's most likely some serial killer or mass murderer. "Theft? Kidnapping?"

Of course, theft and kidnapping isn't the same as murdering but Dirk will act "surprised" at the truth.

"Attempted murder." English answers and then giggles. "They caught me before I could finish the job."

…That can't be right…

"How did you suck so much that they caught you?"

English chuckles slowly with a wider smile on his face. He stops chewing and has his bloody hand clenching at his uniform, around his chest from what it looks. And he is staring directly at Dirk with an unfocused eyes…

"I guess you could say," English giggles out. "I got a little carried away…"

English looks at Dirk and twitches his head to signal that he wanted Dirk to sit down. Dirk knows what's going on.

Dirk slowly sits next to English. He can tell English wants to tell his story…

Up close, English looks… attractive at least. He's not exactly hot but more… cute…

"But that was a long time ago…." He begins. His face is morphing to remembering some good memories of his. "Several years ago, I took my little niece in when my brother abandoned her. She was my pride and joy…"

Dirk can easily see that whoever this "brother" of his isn't exactly close with English… And what happened towards this niece of his… it's definitely pretty bad… But this is good.

"I'm going to finish the job one day." English proclaims with a more unstable smile and staring at nothing. His eyes clouded with the fantasy to kill the guy who did bad shit to English's niece…

"Sounds heavy." Dirk said.

English hums. He's definitely imagining what the person he wants to kill to die very horribly. And this is the opening that Dirk needs.

"You're obviously an amateur at this sort of thing." Dirk proclaims with his trained monotone yet casual tone. He is readying himself for English to be his subordinate. "How about I help you? The guy sounds like a scumbag."

'Besides, you're kind of cute… in a weird kind of way.' Dirk thoughts.

"Really?" English questions and stares at Dirk with excitement. "You'd help me…?"

Dirk quietly hums and nods. "Sure."

'Sounds like he has it coming anyway.' Dirk thoughts. At least Dirk thinks it's male. Then again, English doesn't look the psycho that's misogynistic. But hey, all Dirk needs to do is help kill this person.

"Call it a deal."

English giggles and takes his free hand out. It's almost formed into a fist but with his pinkie out.

Huh, he wants a pinkie promise.

Dirk tries not to snort in the humor of a psycho doing weirdly cute childish things, especially with English wanting a pinkie promise than just a regular handshake. But he will do it. He's going to do it. He is doing it.

Dirk has his pinkie out and curls it tight. They do a little shake, going up and down. They keep pinkies curled to each other tight.

Dirk feels the rough skin that English no surprisingly has. Dirk can even feel a little scab if he concentrates hard enough. But for some reason, Dirk was expecting it to be dry and cold as if English was dead already. But it feels warm, like there is indeed something that has a heartbeat and is actually living…

Then English giggles and uncurls his pinkie.

Without any word, English gets off of the bunk and climbs on the top bunk. As if that's that. Of course, Dirk should expect the little obstacle. But Dirk can still do it. He can still manipulate English into doing Dirk's biddings.

Dirk sighs and lays on his bunk. He runs his fingers through his hair. Man, he needs a good shower…

Dirk then turns his head and looks at the cell bars and door that are keeping Dirk in here with English. He and Dave will make a plan. They will find out the limits, weaknesses, strengths, and anything else in this prison and escape.

This time, successfully…

Dirk does have his subordinate after all.

And this is the end for the first chapter in Convictstuck's blog. What's next is going to be thought and typed by me. So if the creators of Convictstuck has similar situations, I swear it's all coincidental.

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