𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐘 . - Chapter 1: Chapter 1

I held onto my brother's picture smiling widely as the memories of us played through my head like a slideshow, leaning my hands onto the cold disgusted porcelain sinks sighing to myself.
I sighed underneath my teeth, stretching my arms out watching the cold liquid crash down onto my palms wetting my hands up, placing the polaroid photo into my pocket, amused of the cool water sinking into my skin.
"Woon still in the box, so i'on know if this shit gon' work out." My cell buddy, Paco, lifted his head up from the top bunk glancing down at me before hopping down feet first.
"So, he should be out the box when we head over to the courtyard." I shrugged rubbing my eyes with my cold hands. "He's setting the alarm, so I'll get a clear shot of stabbing fool." Something was really wrong with me and people knew, but they never had the guts to tell me that i was insane.
"A'ight, ion have the shit on me right nawl. But, Peter gon' hand me it okay?"
"Nigga the guard?" I raised an eyebrow looking over at Paco like he was crazy . "You smokin sum mane."
Paco chuckled lightly beside me, saying, "Nawl bro, Peter provides me with everything."
"Oh word ? What you give that redneck nigga in return? Paco you fucking the nigga?"
"Key I ain't fruity , I got a girl and a kid." Paco waved me off .
"I ain't asked fa' allat information." I laughed, waving him off hearing the jingles of the guards keys in the distance .
"Hm." I hummed to myself standing I
infront of the irons bars, mugging over at Peter .
"Open cell 40!" Peter called out as the mechanical iron bars slided out while I made my way with Paco behind me .
" Yo boss, I heard you got out ran from them kids that tried to escape last week." Paco giggled lightly behind my back .
" Paco , that's why they dead now . This ain't prison break .. they should know better." Peter , one of the guards in the prison responded back to Paco .
" G , let's go . You so friendly bro." I told Paco turning back into his direction—facing him .
He sucked his teeth waving me off . "Ight , but how yo ass do allat training and still get out ran by— argh! Fuck." Paco huffed before exhaling deeply holding onto his knee . "Boss it's like that now?"
"Yea ." Peter responded dryly, looking over at my direction with a stale face. "Key , keep on walking." Peter told me before continuing to call out the other cells , now calling out my name .
I sighed to myself letting Paco stand there waiting for me as I made my way over the guard . "Peter?"
"I better get my 100k Key , or I'll have to increase your sentence in here."
I rolled my eyes at his response leaning on the rail looking down at the second floor , clicking my tongue . "You gon get your shit Peet , I got connections."
"Good , because this shit ain't even paying me enough . I'm about to say fuck this job for real." Peter chuckled causing his keys to jangle .
"Where you getting the money from anyways?" Peter asked .
"Since I have to tell your nosey ass again , I got connections Peet . Just do what I told you before ."
"And that was?" He asked again causing me to groan, running a hand down my face .
"You gon pick me up once I stab that fool , make some shit up and blame someone else for his death okay? Nigga gon fuck up my brother like he was some bitch." I sucked my teeth clenching my jaw.
"I heard man , sorry about that .. may he rest easy."
"Don't speak on him bra , just do what I assigned you to do and you gon get your part." I ended the conversation tapping Paco indicating it was time to go since we were all heading out to the court yard .
Prison wasn't really my thing , but I knew I was going to end up here one day .
I'm a black man in America , you already know I was gon end up in a prison cell locked up for my whole life .
But I deserved it , broke a sin .
Murder .
I couldn't help myself I was young , 16 hitting up dice games tucking in my nine peice walking round like ion got no damn curfew .
I hanged around the wrong group , group of folks I thought were my family .
See , now that street life never taught you how fucked up loyalty is between one another . One day your homeboys can be your dawg .. then for some reason he start moving different .
I take friendship and loyalty serious , once you fuck that up .. your body will turn into a wet flesh in a second .
I got out of my thoughts feeling a simple touch if Paco's hands landing my shoulders causing me to suck my teeth instantly . "Don't touch me dawg."
"What?" Giving me a weird expression . "I ain't fruity nigga." Paco laughed lightly handing me a pocket knife secretly making sure no one was watching before whispering in my ear .
"So who setting off the alarm once I jack this nigga shit? I forgot who is so ." I asked making both of us stop in our tracks leaning in the railway looking down . "Paco who nigga?"
"Woon nigga chill , you sound like you stressed nigga chillat! It's gon be ight foo." Paco dapped me .
"Tap your feet three times and the dick will appear ! What is yall looking at?" Kevo asked smirking at both of smiling lightly waiting for our response . "Niggas think they hollywood."
"Move on with that gay shit first." Waving Kevo off . "Yo ass seen Woon though? Fool supposed to pulling the alarm and shit."
Kevo shrugged before we had seen a guard in the distance making all three of us keeping on walking before we had walked down to the second floor .
"Oh y'all still onnat shit? Lemme help , I want to get some blood on my hands to bro." Kevo say's .
"Na Kevo , you too young fa this shit." I rolled my eyes looking around our surroundings walking down the steps while the prisoners talked amongst eachother.
I barely could hear myself from all the noise that was surrounding the area right now , I tried to watch myself from all the enemies I have made in here .
Most of them aren't afraid to kill , they don't even show no remorse or nothing .
But some go mental and take their whole life right in they own cell or in the Laundry section .
It's sad really , prison pushes folks to suicide . Makes them go crazy .
"Key? Let me get in for real." Kevo asked again sucking his teeth . "Before I snitch on your stupid as , I'll tell guard right now who you planning to kill bro."
"This nigga loves to go straight to snitching dawg." Paco laughed . "And you wonder why nobody stick round you youngin , you a snitch bitch fool."
"Shut up!" Kevo raised his voice a little .
I ignored their conversation not caring where it would lead to hearing the buzzers go off while the cells that were locked were finally open .
"Sum shit." Mumbling to myself pushing the ones that were in my way trying to get through the noise and crowd looking around for him .
"Fuck off me ." I grunted stabbing a random in the chest noticing no one had seen what I have done seen everyone was fighting amongst eachother causing a big scene .
Then there he was , standing there like an idiot he was .
I laughed to myself grabbing him by his shoulders making eye contact with him .
But shit started to go side ways , I didn't think this through clearly because he boys were on my ass knocking me out causing my knife to drop down onto the cement floor .
I grunted from punches I was receiving looking at the pocket knife trying to reach it coughing out blood the same time .
"Come on key , this fa yo brother come on ." I said to myself finally picking up the knife getting up a little letting me the sharp blade pierce into his thick skull .
I get on stabbing and stabbing until I barely could recognise his face getting pressed down from the guards putting my hands behind my rolling my eyes a little .
"On god I ain't do nun ." I lied through my words hearing shots fire out making the area go silent while Peter escorted me out .
"I better get that 100k key."
"You will ."