Chris's POV

Two officers held me against a wall, while a third one strip searched me.

I wanted to kill them. All of them. I hated the way their hands felt on me. It reminded me of when he had me and he did those things to me. It took everything in me to not fight them.

When they were done, I was pushed to the floor. They threw clothes at me. I looked at them. The trademark orange jumpsuit. I wasn't too happy. Orange isn't really my color. But whatever.

They dragged me out to Gen pop, and handed me a pillow and a blanket. They opened the door and shoved me out into the room full of people. 

This caught their attention. They all looked at me. I didn't like the way they stared at me. They wanted to fight. I guarantee that not a single one of them actually recognizes who I am. But they will. 

I walked over to an empy bed and dropped the shit down. I probably wouldn't end up sleeping all that much anyway. 

I looked at all the people staring at me. 

A man came up to me. He was about my height, but was heavier. He looked angry. 

"Would ya look at that. We finally got someone new around here. You look like you'll be fun." He spoke, his voice deep.

Aw. He was trying to be scary. 

I smiled at him. "You think you're scary."

"I'll fucking kick your ass, pretty boy."

Just then, another smaller man ran over and tried to pull him away. "Yo do you know who that is?"

I saw the bigger one shake his head. 

"That's Chris fucking Motionless. Don't fuck with him. He'll kill you."

"Wait like the Chris Motionless?"

The smaller one nodded.

They both looked over at me before quickly walking away. 

Oh this is gonna be fun. 

I'd found a corner to sit in, away from everyone else. Unfortunately, I only got a few minutes of alone time before a small boy came up to me. He somewhat resembled Ricky. He sat down in front of me. 

"Hi." He said. 

I just raised an eyebrow. 

"So you're really him?"

"I'm who?"

"Chris Motionless." 

I sat up a little and leaned forward and just looked at him. "What do you think, sweetheart?"

"You're not as scary as everyone says you are."

I laughed. "Just becuase I don't look scary doesn't mean I'm not."

"Well you don't seem that bad." 

I just nodded. "What's your name?"

"Matt."

"Well, Matt, if you know what's good for you, you'd be better off away from me."

"I like you." He said. 

"Do you now?"

He nodded. "Do I have to leave?"

I sighed. He seems fine. And he kinda reminds me of Ricky. "No. I suppose you could stay."

He just smiled and sat by me. 

"I like you. All the people here are mean to me. You're not."

"Why are people mean to you?" I asked. I'm not really in the mood to talk, but I might as well.

He shrugged. "Because I'm small. And because of why I'm here."

"There's nothing wrong with being small." I mumbled. "Why are you here?"

"I killed someone."

That peaked my attention. I sat up and looked at him. "You killed someone?"

He nodded. "Yeah. But it was in self defense. But no one believes me."

"What happened?" 

"For a while, I was married to this cop. He was great at first, but then he became really abusive once we were married." He explained. "He attacked me, for years, and then one night, he was mad about work, he pushed me down the stairs and pulled his gun on me. He threatened to kill me. I ran into the kitchen and grabbed a knife. I stabbed him. Because I didn't wanna die."

"You had the right to kill him. But because he was a cop, you won't get out of it. They protect their own."

"You're not gonna laugh at me? Or call me a cop killer?"

I shook my head. "Why would I?"

"Because that's what everyone else does."

Yeah. He really reminds me of Ricky. I think I'm gonna keep this one around. "I'm not like that. You had every right to kill him. Cop or not." I told him. "Just stick by me and no one will bother you."

He smilled. "Really?"

I nodded. 

Next thing I know, he hugged me. 

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I was kind of surprised when the boy fell asleep on me. He was cute and small. He makes me wish Ricky was here. I miss Ricky. I know he's upset. I didn't think he'd break down crying like that though. I'm worried about him. I don't want him to be scared or sad. 

No one else has come near me and I'm thankful. I've had enough of people. 

I decided that I'm going to protect this boy. I don't know much about him, and he can't be much older than like 23 or 24. He's just small and fragile. I decided that If I can't be with Ricky and protect him, then I'm gonna protect this one. 

I don't honestly know how this is going to play out. I'm not necessarily scared, but I'm worried. I don't want to get the death penalty, because that means I'd have to escape and that's gonna be a whole big thing that I don't want to deal with. 

As of right now, everything is going to be fine. The business is taken care of and everyone is safe. All I need to do once the trial comes around, is get 5 minutes alone with the judge. That's long enough to pay him off and get a lesser sentence. 

Now it's just a waiting game.

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Ricky's POV

I sat on Chris's bed, holding the needle in my hand. I stared at it for a few minutes. It's been a while.

I haven't had any since before we were taken. I didn't even have a chance to process the withdrawals. I should try to stay clean. But I'm craving it. I need it. I can't take as much because my tolerance isn't as high. 

I said fuck it and pushed the needle into my arm.

It felt amazing.

I leaned back on the bed, letting the high take over me. 

All of my problems just disappeared. I felt good. I wasn't worried about anything. 

I kinda just forgot about everything that's been going on. 

I laid there and stared at the wall. I followed the black and red damask pattern all around the room. I love Chris. 

I got up and stumbled over to his closet. I looked through his clothes before grabbing one of his suit jackets. I liked the way it looked. It was black satin and with patterns in velvet. It was my favorite one. I only saw him wear it once, when we went to his club once. I pulled the jacket on and sat down on his bed. 

I hugged his pillow and laid down. 

I miss him.

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im so bored theres nothing going on i wanna leave my fucking house

~xxLux