A/N : Okay, I'm really sorry about the endless delay but I have next to no inspiration for this story at the moment. I am not giving up on the story, but new chapters just don't come as easily as they should. I will try to be a bit quicker in my next update but I can't promise anything. I wanna add that someone has left a review saying that this should be in the book section. It shouldn't be, since I based this story on the movie, not on the book. Here's chapter 13, I hope you like it.

July 1, 1939.

Later that day, Angela was restlessly walking back and forth in her cell. They had taken Del away, saying it was to be a big day for him and mr Jingles. Brutal had told her that they were going to show mr Jingles' tricks to some important people, but what if he was lying to protect her feelings?. What if he had been executed already?. Brutal sighed from where he was leaning against the bars of her cell.

"Angela" he said softly "I told you, he and mr Jingles just putting up a performance for some people. He'll be back"

Angela stopped walking and looked at Brutal.

"But there will be a day when he wont come back" Angela said quietly.

Brutal slowly nodded as Angela walked to him. She stood in front of him and reached out for him through the bars. Brutal sighed as he hugged her as best as he could, wanting nothing more than to open the cell door and hold her properly but he knew that it wasn't allowed, the mere fact that they were having a relationship was against the rules.

"There will also be a day when I wont come back" Angela whispered.

Brutal closed his eyes and nodded stiffly. Angela took his face into her hands and he opened his eyes to find her studying him closely.

"Thank you" she whispered.

"For what?" he whispered back.

"For being here to hold me, for making me feel safe and wanted" Angela said softly "I don't know what I'd do without you"

Brutal smiled gently and softly kissed Angela on the lips. She beamed at him when the broke away, and that smile, he mused, made it all worth it.

Edgecomb, Stanton, Terwilliger and Percy were talking by Del's cell, waiting for him to come back. Angela watched them with no small amount of disbelief as Percy actually seemed to fit in. He actually looked happy. Coffey was lying on his cot as he usually did, but Wharton was watching the three men, just like Angela was. Angela was glad that Wharton's attention wasn't on her for a change, so she thought nothing of it.

When Del, carrying mr Jingles on his shouder, and Brutal came walking in, Angela smiled. She was glad that Del had returned and happy to see Brutal again.

"Well?" Edgecomb inquired.

"They love mr Jingles" Del said excitedly "They laugh and cheer and clap they hands"

"That's wonderful, Del" Angela enthused.

Del smiled at Angela "Thank you, joli gamine"

"Yeah, that's just aces" Percy said "Pop back in your cell, old-timer"

Del's mouth all but fell open as he heard Percy's amiable tone. He gave Percy a look of mistrust and of course Percy couldn't resist to taunt him. He bared his teeth and curles his fingers as if to grab him. Del jerked back in fear and tripped over Brutal's feet in the process. Del went down hard, hitting the linoleum with the back of his head. Mr Jingles jumped off of Del's shoulder and rushed to Angela's cell. Angela picked mr Jingles up and cradled him in her hands as Del sat up, painfully clutching his head.

"Percy, you shit" Brutal said, while helping Del up.

Percy was half-laughing as he began to walk towards them, actually moved to apologize. He didn't notice that while he was walking, he was drifting much too close to Wharton's cell.

"Del" Percy said "Hey, you numb wit, I didn't mean nothing by it. You all ri..."

Wharton's arms shot out and seized Percy, cutting off his words and slamming him back against the bars with an arm around his throat. Percy squealed in fear, thinking he was going to die. The guards drew their nightsticks, as Wharton stroked Percy's hair. Angela couldn't hear what Wharton was saying but she could see the fear on Percy's face increase ten-fold, and that was all she needed. Laughter bubbled up in her.

"Wharton" Edgecomb warned, having drawn his sidearm.

Wharton promptly let go of Percy, stepping back with his hands raised, laughing all the while. Percy darted across the Mile in terror and cringed against the cell opposite, Angela's cell, breathing so loud and fast it almost sounded like sobbing. Angela could hear Wharton making mocking excuses to the other guards but she didn't pay any attention to it. She was still trying to stop herself from laughing. That's when Del started laughing, not saying anything, just pointing at Percy's lower region. Everyone looked down and saw a huge dark stain spreading at his crotch.

"Lookit, he done piss his pants" Del laughed "Look what the big man done. He bus' other people wid 'is stick, mais oui some mauvais homme but someone touch him, he make water in his pants jus' like a baby"

Percy attempted to say something but all he could force out was a couple of nonsensical syllables as Brutal shoved Delacroix into his cell.

"Shut up, Del" Brutal warned.

Hearing Brutal tell Del to shut up should have sobered Angela but it didn't, and she finally burst into laughter. Percy whirled around, red-faced and fuming, but Angela couldn't stop. Her laughter was cut off abruptly when Percy reached through the bars and grabbed a hold of Angela's hair. Mr Jingles squeaked and jumped onto the ground, rushing across the floor and back to Del. Angela yelped when Percy yanked her to him and screamed when he pulled at her hair.

"Percy" Edgecomb bellowed.

Edgecomb and Brutal reached Percy at the same time and they pulled him away, but not before he managed to pull a lock of Angela's hair out. Brutal punched Percy in the face and would have continued to beat him if Edgecomb and Stanton hadn't held him back.

Percy didn't argue or struggle when Terwilliger dragged him out of the Green Mile and into the office. Angela sobbed as she sat on the ground of her cell, Brutal opened the cell door and walked in, gathering her in his arms and holding her as she cried.

Del was no longer laughing as he sadly looked at Angela crying. Coffey was quiet too, sitting on his bunk, resting his elbows on his knees. Wharton, however, had a mesmerized look on his face.

"Thas what she look like when she cry, huh?" he whispered so softly no one could hear.

Angela calmed down after a little while but she didn't let go of Brutal. Her head hurt, and not just where the lock of hair came out. She was trembling all over and she felt certain she wouldn't sleep very well that night.

A/N : Depressing end I know, but I've never been good at creating a good ending for each chapter. I'm happy about the way the chapter turned out, I hope you all feel the same. Review and let me know.