Alex POV
I hadn't planned on appearing for the little talent show some of the inmates had setup this afternoon, I didn't want to. But as is the case most of the time in life, you always end up showing up for the things you don't want to be at- and sometimes at the wrong time too.
I guess I got distracted on my way to work. Oh yeah, I should mention I'm back to this old job of mine. Washing, drying, folding and packing inmate clothes. Pretty fucking boring routine. Not only that but I do it along all these Jesus freaks. So I have to hear them say how they are the chosen ones. Bull, bull, bull. It's like im getting my own church service every fucking day.
But no, I still cannot believe that inmate performer, she was too dumb to notice she was playing a solo of one of the songs my dad's band made. I only planned on praising her a job well done and leaving, but that prick had to make me feel like shit. What's her damn business if my dad decides to bail me out or not... i don't ever expect it to happen but fuck. And to make matters worse, Piper was there. She knows I'm here, I know shes here. Basically, it's an internal chaos for me right now because it's too soon. I still haven't forgiven her for leaving me when she did. When I fucking needed her the most. And it's been a whole ten years later. You know what fuck her, if she wants to talk fine, I have nothing to hide.
After that altercation and silent one second convo with Piper, I stormed out and got back to work. Of course all I could think about right now is how shitty my dad is.
I only saw my dad once in my life, ONCE, and its unpromising when you go, knock on his door of groupies, and have him say to you "I never wouldve recognized you in a million years". Gee thanks dad. I wonder if he knows i'm even in here. Let's just leave it at this, it was a total failure and a complete waste of time. I one hunderd percent agree wholeheartedly with what Fari had said, some people are indeed better in the abstract. Although, I gotta thank Fari for introducing me to the life of drug dealing. He got my foot in the door, so to speak, that day.
My mom on the other hand is not that much better. But at least I see my mom whenever she visits me here, it's not very often but it's something. I do call her a whole bunch. My mom was my support. I didn't have very many friends in elementary. I had one when I hit sixth grade whom carried on through high school and then thats all since my mom couldnt afford my college education. We stayed friends though for the remainder until she died. She had been hit by a drunk driver. It sucks we were the loser kids, and that made us close. I had lost two people that day, my friend and Pipes.
Me and my mom were poor, thats the thing. I could remember asking her many questions, things like why were we poor when my dad was rich, she couldnt give me a direct answer and I hated her for that. She was able to give me a lot of advice though, its like she read a book of inspirational quotes and regurgitated them back at me when I was feeling shitty and being made fun of. I was a kid though, so I didnt know better but to believe them. Now I realize, that from what money we did have she spent it all on her appearence and clearly not on mine. Even to this day she still looks so good, and I've figured out why, finally.
I stopped daydreaming after the dryer turned off. I went to the dryer, opened it and started folding the contents inside them. Fifteen minutes later Pensatucky entered with Leanne and began to fold the bed sheets together. Of course there is not one day where they would just shut up. I really wasn't in the mood for their ranting. Thank god I was nearly finished.
" Hey Leanne, did you see Vause in there, she looked really pissed. Then for a second really calm." Pensatucky started. I hated when they talked about me when I was clearly in the room.
" Yo shut the fuck up. Why were you even analyzing me?" I cut in before she could answer. Had my emotions really been that apparent. Piper must have seen it too. She was always good at reading me.
" Wasn't only me, bitch." This girl claims to be a follower of christ yet she spews profanity like a wild fire, oh the irony. Maybe I should learn to simmer down on hating on her religion, haha.
" Ya, but YOU of all people..." I couldnt have any more of this convo. I learned what I needed, said what I had to then walked away. I decided to grab a snack from the vending machine. The last time my mom visited she lent me some money that I hadnt wasted.
I was crossing the phone secton before Pipers voice registered in my ears. It sounded like she was on the phone. 'Keep walking Alex', I thought to myself. Keep walking.
I inserted my coins into the machine, back facing Piper, but I could still hear her talk.
" Yes would it be possible if I can hear the details of my case? How I was found out? Oh okay then, will you come soon? In two days? Okay that would be fine. Okay."
AH SHIT, Piper was talking to her lawyer asking for details. Fuck. So quickly. Why couldn't she ask me first? She's gonna hate me now... but I want her to like me.
