Chapter Six: A Friend In Jail
Cody huddled in the corner of his small cell. He was lucky enough to get one alone. He shook of fear and cold. An inmate looking slightly younger than himself appeared in front of the cell door.
"We get to come out of the cells for two hours." He announced.
"I'm fine, thanks." Cody tired to smile.
"Your new here aren't you? My names Kevin." The inmate put his hands on the bars.
"Yeah, just got here a few hours ago." Cody stood up.
"What are in for?" Kevin asked.
"Took a gun to school." Cody said dusting off his butt.
"Well, I'm here for shooting my brother. He used to pick on me in school, it hurt and I went into depression. One night, he went to far. We were at a party and he embarrassed me in front of everyone. I was set off and did something can't change now." Kevin said, his face gloomy and sad.
"I felt like killing my brother, but instead, my best friend was killed. I haven't even talked to Zack in almost two weeks. He hit me. I miss the way we were before mom died." Cody said wiping a tear from his eye.
"Don't cry in here dude, you won't las very long. I won't lie, your a hot guy, and there's a lot of men in here that would really like to get there hands on a boy like you, but I'm not like that at all. I'm the geek without friends in here." Kevin faked a smile.
"I can relate to that." Cody said as Kevin slid is unlocked cell door open. Kevin sit on Cody's small bed.
"How long are you in for?" Kevin asked.
"I don't know. A while most likely." Cody looked out of the cell door.
"How old are you?" Kevin asked.
"I'll be seventeen in two weeks." Cody said resting his head in his arms.
"Do you have any family?" Kevin asked.
"Just my brother. Although he doesn't talk to me anymore." Cody rolled his eyes.
"Do you think someone would come and get you out?" Kevin continued questioning.
"Well, we're living with Mr. Moesby, but I don't think he'd get me out. He'd want me to stay in here and learn a lesson." Cody ran his hand through his hair.
"Just be careful around here. Like I said, there are a lot of men who'd kill to get there hands on a boy your age. Believe me, I know from experience." Kevin smiled.
"Okay, thanks a lot." Cody smiled back.
"Well, if you ever need a friend, I am the sixth cell down that way." Kevin pointed.
"How long have you been here?" Cody asked as Kevin started out the cell door.
"Since I was fifteen and I'm nineteen now, almost five years." Kevin continued through the cell door.
Cody smiled at the thought of having a friend to trust, but he didn't need a friend right ow, he needed a brother, he needed Zack.