Prison Paedophile Problems
Chapter 9
Manic did manage to get some sleep that night, wasn't much though. He awoke around 8am to find that his bunk was soaked in piss. He jumped as he heard the cell door being unlocked. As he sat up and rubbed his eyes he saw Shadow emerge beside one of the patrol guards. He threw back his covers as he rushed over to Shadow. He threw his arms around him and hugged him tightly.
"Oh Shadow, I missed you so much,"
"Collect your things up Manic," whispered Shadow.
"Why?" asked Manic, looking slightly confused.
"Cause you're coming home with me," he kissed Manic's cheek, before Manic started to collect up his things.
Black gave Shadow a death look.
Shadow just stuck his tongue out at him.
Manic had gathered his few possessions now and carried them outside, as the guard escorted him. Shadow made a sign at Black, which set his temper off. Luckily the guard had already locked the door, so all Black could do was yell through to him.
"You're going to get a fucking smack Shadow!" he screamed through the bars. "You and that bed wetting little shit ball,"
Shadow faced him from the other side of the bars. "You're the one locked up. Not me. And not Manic. So you'll never get the chance to,"
"One day you'll be back in this shit house. And when you come back I'll break your fucking neck!"
"What a shame, I'm not coming back," Shadow spat on him then began to walk down the thin corridor that ran between all the other cells.
"Get your fucking arse back here now!" Black screamed to him. "I'm going to get you. And I'm going to get Manic. Do you hear me? I'm going to get Manic! I'm going to break out of this bullshit place and I'm going to hunt you bent boys down!"
"I'd like to see you try!" Shadow shouted back to him.
Black grinned…
An evil grin…
He was going to break out…
And nothing was going to get in his way…