Comforting Leather

It was suddenly time for me to change from blue to orange again. I had expected Ino to be there. I had wished she was there. I had wished someone had been there when the police had shown up.

I was alone when I cried in the bathroom. It was because I was alone I cried. I hadn't seen him since that night. He hadn't come around. Not even to say good bye. I sat there until there was a knock on the door.

"Do you need someone to come in there? And don't you even think about running."

My tears glittered under the light. I knew I had to let them out before I went back. I couldn't allow myself to be weak in front of any of them. They would never let me forget it and I would lose all the respect. My hard earned respect that I had worked so hard for. Criminals don't cry.

"Please, you guys cracked my skull open a few weeks ago. I'm not what I used to be, I need some time!"

I had already put on my orange suit. Once I got out I would be cuffed and brought out. I was going outside and they couldn't risk me making a run for it. Like I was that stupid.

"We don't have until tomorrow."

I tore off some toilet paper to dry my tears before they fell on my new outfit. I nodded to myself. I would make it through this. I didn't have too long to go before I would be free again. I would be free to be with the man I loved again.

I slowly opened the door and the cuffs were on me almost before I had been able to close the door.

They weren't discreet about it dragging me through the hospital corridors. A lot of people stopped in their tracks to look at me. I did my best ignoring them. I knew they wouldn't recognize my face if someone asked who I was a day from now.

I was used to being special and it didn't bother me. I embraced it. I was the smart one. I was the one wise and mature beyond his years. I was the lonely one. I was the one who had it all. A good family, brains and looks.

I used those skills to bed my brother.

We reached the waiting police car before I knew it. They opened the door and let me in the car without any hassle.

Something people don't seem to know is just how comfortable the backseat of a cop car is. The leather is soft and comforting, the seat itself is firm but it shapes around your body. I would easily have turned this seat into an office chair.

They must have been hoping that the comfortable ride to the police station would calm the arrested bastards. It did the trick for this criminal. I was pleased where I sat. I would be sad to arrive and having to get out. That had just as much about the place I was going as the seat.

I had almost fallen asleep when my ride came to a halt. The door was ripped open and I was almost slung out. There was no mercy for someone like me. I was treated as the scum they viewed me as. I was convicted and they didn't have to treat me as a normal member of society.

The penitentiary was just as I had remembered it. The capsules they let out walk in and spend time outside. The grass was greener on the other side in this case. There was mostly just dirt and dried up grass on the prison grounds. Inside our cages it was all dirt and on the outside wild flowers bloomed in the green landscape they didn't bother spending money and time to try and change it.

I had dreaded my return. It made my stomach curl up like a ball and my pulse rise. All I wanted was to turn around and run. I knew what would happen even before it happened. There was no running away from this. They would find me sooner or later and in this case I was going for sooner rather and later. I was cuffed and surrounded by cops.

I lowered my head and followed them. In through the doors I first had come. They frisked me finding nothing. I had no personal objects to give them and was promptly guided to the right department by a prison guard. As soon as the doors opened to the common room I knew questions would fly.

"What happened to you?"

"Dude, it's Itachi!"

"We totally saw your freaking brain!"

"He's finally here!"

I looked around to find Kisame silently reading a book. He had been expecting me and today marked the end of him living in a single cell. I knew he had wanted me to stay longer, but he would not hold it against me. He never held anything against me or anyone else in here. Kisame had the worst short time memory when it came to bad blood.

It was Saturday so I knew Ino would be gone until noon. Then we would have a group meet and talk about the week and select stupid awards, most supportive, most diligent at school and so on. The idea was to encourage us. Like any one of us in here cared that we were awarded smiley face of the week, it was an embarrassment.

I walked through the crowd and gripping hands greeting the other inmates. I wanted to put my bag in my cell and hide out. Possible sleep. The whole ordeal had been tiring. Being back was tiring. I hadn't wanted to come back so soon. I never wanted to come back.

Being allowed outside again it had dawned on me how depressing this place was. The sad yellow walls that looked more like my morning piss than anything else. The run down and tired carpets from the last century, the dusty evergreen plants and again the stupid words over every door. It smelled like my morning piss as well.

I looked up at our words of encouragement.

By admitting our mistakes we can grow and move on

Ino had personally picked an encouraging sentence for all of us. She had picked what she thought most fitting. It was a sham. It was a joke only a naïve female could come up with. Someone just like Ino.

My bed was made and untouched. I wondered if it was Kisame's making. It didn't matter, I wouldn't thank him. I slung my bag under my bed. I would unpack it later. Now I needed some shut eye.

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So sorry about not posting last week! Nobody reminded me either, but I'll post to chapters tonight!