I came out today.
You know what my family did?
Bought me pride stuff.
I almost cried.
Trigger Warning

Alex Pov
"What do you mean they're going to 'search our cell'?" I asked, annoyance in my voice.

"I mean they're going to search our cell." John repeated, his fingers wrapping around the bars of the cell. "But why?" I asked.

He sighed heavily.
"Remember how those guys were found with drugs? Well now they're checking everyone for drugs." John snapped.

"Are they gonna...strip search us?" I asked slowly.

"How the fuck would I know?!" He exclaimed.

"I don't know! I thought maybe this might've happened before!" I defended.

"Jeez kid.." He muttered.
"I'm not a kid." I hissed.
"You sure act like one." He shot.

"Fuck you!" I exclaimed.

"Hamilton, if you keep being a bitch I will beat your ass worse than Jefferson did." He growled.

"Sure you would." I muttered.

"I may be a fucking child but at least I ain't a reckless bloody idiot." I snapped.

He grabbed me by the hem of the shirt and whispered,

"You wanna day that again?" I stared in his eyes.

"Gladly. You're a bloody idiot," He pushed me to the floor and kicked me in the stomach.

I yelped and started to cough.

"Did you learn your fucking lesson?" He said, his voice low. I coughed a few more times.

"O-oh Laurens, I never learn my fucking lesson. And might I add, you're an awful teacher." I told him.

He clenched his jaw and flipped me off. I narrowed my eyes and pulled myself to my feet.

A guard came to our cell and opened the door.

"Now I don't think you two have drugs, but I have to check anyway." She said, looking through our beds. John glared at me and then had a look of realization.

"Don't you fucking dare." I whispered, realizing what he was about to do.

"Ms.Schuyler...Alexander has drugs in his jumpsuit." John said, faking ashamed as he looked at his feet.

"You bitch!"
I exclaimed, tackling John.

"Gentlemen!"
Ms.Schuyler exclaimed, pulling me off John.

"Alexander, arms out." She commanded.

"Look, I don't have drugs on me, John is just a fucking lia-"

"Arms.
Out.
You too John."
She said.

"What?!"
John exclaimed.

"You are his cell mate. There's a high change you have drugs too." She said.

She pulled out her walkie talkie and muttered something into it.

A few guards came outside our cell. "This is your fucking fault."
I whispered.

He didn't say anything.

Ms. Schuyler escorted us out the cell and had us hold our arms out as we got patted down.

I stared forward with my jaw clenched. This isn't the first time I've been patted down before. And I can tell it won't be the last.

"Turn around please." The guard said. I did as he said without speaking.

I felt his hands go eerily close to my ass but still, I said nothing.

I didn't say anything when he..
he..
started to..
John did though.

"Yo! What the fuck?!" John shouted, pointing at the guard patting me down.
The guard immediately stopped.

"Did you see that?!" John asked Ms.Schuyler.

She looked confused and shook her head no.

"He was fucking feeling Alex's ass!" John shouted.

"I was not!" The guard shouted at John.

"Alex?" Ms.Schuyler asked.

I continued to stare forward, not saying anything.

That actually just happened. He actually just technically..sexually assaulted me.

"Did he touch you?" She asked.

My eyes went glassy but I couldn't say anything.

"See?! That's enough fucking proof! Alex would be running his mouth off about some shit if he wasn't like..traumatized!" John yelled.

John huffed and gently touched my shoulder. I flinched ever so slightly.

"Are you alright kid?"
He asked quietly. 

I didn't say anything.

Ms.Schuyler took us back to our cell and dragged the guard somewhere. Probably to turn him in.

"Alex, are you alright?" John asked. "I'm fine." I said.

"No your not! He just..He..The guy cant just do that because your a fucking prisoner!" John exclaimed, pacing the cell.

"John, I'm alright. I-it's not that big of a deal, really." I said.

"Kid, He can't just fucking touch you and expect to get away with it." John said.

"Yes he can. You know why? Because this, is fucking prison. And there's nothing I can do."