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"Resident, wake up it's time for breakfast."
Scott groaned as he rolled off the bunk, rubbing his swollen eyes. He shuffled to the cell door and stood waiting for the guard to unlock it and let him out. It was a few more moments before he was walking down to the cafeteria. He nor the other boys spoke but Scott did see the glances for his fellow inmates. Some of whom he recognized so he knew they recognized him.
He got his plate of slop before finding an empty table and sitting down to eat. He shoveled the food in his mouth without thinking and without tasting. It was mostly muscle memory, scoop, chew, chew, chew, swallow, repeat. He was too exhausted from the past few days to worry about thinking too much. He ignored the stares of the guys around him, most of them probably wondering why he was back and why he was in solitary. The only thing he was concerned about was seeing Mitch again.
He had just finished scraping his plate when he felt a shadow fall over him. The warden stood behind him and instructed him to stand. Scott didn't bother turning around, he knew Rashad's voice. He quickly threw away his plate before walking back to where Warden Johnson was waiting expectantly. Scott knew the drill and put his hands behind his back. Rashad knew that Scott wouldn't do anything but still, he had risked his career already. He could chance the guards or another resident saying he was giving Scott special treatment. It was a quick walk to the visitation room, neither spoke until Rashad had closed the door and attached Scott's cuffs to the table.
"I met with my friend from the DA's office this morning. He's looking into your case and is going to get you out."
"You're for sure he's going to be able to pull this off?"
"98% sure. There's a slim chance something could happen but I think he's going to work it out. He has pull with people in very high places, if anyone can work this out, it's him."
Scott nodded jerkily, he was trying his best to believe that the man said. "Who's here to see me?"
Rashad didn't answer, he just smiled and left which let Scott know exactly who was about to walk through the doors. His own smile appeared almost instantaneously.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, his brown eyed boyfriend entered. Quickly making his way around and hugging Scott like his life depended on it.
"Scottie..."
"Mitchy... I missed you."
"I missed you more."
Scott pressed a sweet kiss to Mitch's lips before the younger boy release him and they sat down across from each other.
"How has today been?"
Scott sucked in a deep breath, releasing it slowly. "It's been okay. Rashad offered to put me in solitary for a bit so I could get myself together. I was mess yesterday when I got here."
Mitch squeezed the blonde's hand, "baby..."
"I'm a bit better today. I haven't talked to anyone yet because of the solitary thing but Rashad said whenever I want I can go back to gen pop. I'm just scared too."
"You're only going to be in here for a few days. Sara Beth and Rashad are taking care of it."
"I know they're trying their damnedest but Mitch there's no guarantee. I need to go into gen pop as soon as I can so I don't look strange plus I'll go crazy in there. I know you don't really understand because it's a juvie thing, but you have to try and make friends in here. I got really lucky with Avi and Kev, I don't know if I'll be that lucky again. Plus it's my fourth time in, and unless something's done, I'm on my way to prison and these guys will know that."
"You're not going to prison Scott. Stop saying that because I can't handle it."
"Okay, I won't say it anymore but you need to realize that it's a possibility. Rashad said he's 98% sure his friend can get me out."
"That's great!"
"But with my luck and my record, I fall in that 2%."
"Don't claim that. You're getting out and you're coming home. And you're going to be with me because...because I need you." Mitch was tearing up during his little speech and sniffled as he wiped away the tears.
"Don't cry baby boy. You know no matter where I am, with you or locked up, I still love you. I'm always with you because Mitchy... you have my whole heart. It's yours completely and unconditionally. It always will be."
Mitch nodded and wiped his tears, he could see the water shining in his boyfriend's eyes as well. "I just love you so much Scott. And you know you own my heart too. It feels so empty when I'm not with you. It hurts and it feels like I'm suffocating."
"I know the feeling baby. I feel it too. There a hole where my heart goes because I gave it to you willingly a long time ago. I just need you to take care of it for me."
Mitch nodded shakily as Scott continued. "That means no hurting yourself again. I can't take that Mitchy. Knowing you're out there hurting because I'm not with you. That just about killed me. Just please get help if you need it. Write me. Talk to your therapist or Kit or J or Avi or Kev, just get help if it's too much."
"I promise I will Scottie. For you."
"I love you, so fucking much."
"I love you too."
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Rashad was in his office when he got the call. He picked up immediately seeing that it was Nakiem that was calling.
"Ni? Please tell me you have good news."
"I have pretty good news. Definitely not bad news."
"What?"
"Well I spoke to Derek, Scott's PO, and he confirmed that Scott attempted to contact him to let him know about his tardiness."
"Yea..."
"I spoke to Judge Neilson from his trial back in September."
"Man go on, you've got me worried."
Nakiem laughed but continued, "he's not happy that Scott wants out, he was hard on that boy the first go around. But I've convinced him that he really did nothing to warrant going back to juvie or even to prison and surprisingly he agrees."
"How the hell did you do that?"
"Chelsea and his wife are in book club together."
"You used your fiance to get this kid out."
"I sure as hell did."
"You were always resourceful."
"Anyway, the release order should be in by tomorrow morning. Don't let that kid out until you get the documents."
"I wouldn't do anything like..." Rashad was cut off when his friend spoke up again.
"Uh huh... just like you wouldn't take him by to see his boo before you took him to Dallas."
"How did you know?"
"I have my ways and you better be glad I got your back."
"I always am."
"I do have a but though."
"Oh damn..."
"House arrest."
"What? Why?"
"Because it's Judge Neilson. It's only for a month and a half. He's allowed at school, home, and his PO's. That's it unless there's prior approval from the court and parole office."
"Well shit... I guess it's better than nothing."
"It's a pretty good deal if you ask me."
"Thank you so much. I owe you big time."
"Just have your girl cook us some of that chicken I like this weekend and we'll call it even."
"Deal. See you Ni."
"Later Rashad."
As soon as the two friends had hung up, the warden immediately called his girlfriend to let her know the kid was coming home once again.
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"Baby easy. You heard what that doctor said."
"Yea, that I didn't have a concussion."
"But he said to take it easy. So let me help you into bed."
Kevin sighed but allowed Avi to help him lower himself on to the bed in his room. Once he was sitting, the brunette dashed around and found him some clean boxers he could sleep in. He returned and asked if his boyfriend need help putting them on.
"I really need a shower first. I've still got that chlorine from the pool then the germs from the hospital. I feel icky."
"Okay then, you need help?"
"Nah..." As soon as Kevin stood he regretted it, his head spun and he fell backward on to the bed.
"Babe?"
"Maybe if you can help me get to the bathroom. I'm so dizzy."
"Of course honey. You know I'll help you." Avi helped the taller boy, starting toward the door once he was sure Kevin wasn't going to fall over. "Call if you need me."
"Baby boy, will you take a shower with me?"
"Are you sure Kevy?"
"It's nothing we haven't done before. We showered together everyday when we were locked up. And we just had sex this morning, I've seen it all and so have you."
"If you're sure."
"Positive."