Status: On going :D
Lock Down
Chapter 3
Over the next couple of days Stephen and I had grown a little closer. He seemed to get more comfortable with the fact I was gay and being in prison within the first two days.
I'd discovered a little more about him, not much since he wasn't a very big talker unless he was on his own. Currently we were in our cell waiting for count. I sat up when a guard stopped outside of our cell. "Open up on six." I stared at the guard wondering what he was doing here. "You have a visitor Chance."
I nodded and climbed to my feet following him out of my cell. "Close up six." The guard shouted as he lead me down to visitation. The visitation room is exactly like how they show you in tv, a room separated by decks with chairs on either side and a sheet of glass dividing the desks.
I smiled when I saw Travis was sat at one of those desks with the phone already presses to his ear. I sat down opposite him and picked up the phone receiver that was on my side of the glass.
"Yo Travis what you doing here?" I asked seeing the smile form on his face.
"Came to see you man, how you doing? You look good." I half smiled wondering if that was a dig at what I was like before I ended up in here.
"Yeah I feel good. I'm doing okay in here actually haven't been made some ones bitch yet so I must be doing something right." I chuckled to myself while Travis laughed.
"Well that's good, don't know if I could cope with the idea of you being some guys bitch." I shook my head softly a small smile on my face.
"Travis don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Shouldn't you be worrying about that kid you told me about last time you were here?" I asked seeing a smirk replace his smile.
"Well sort of, I asked him out."
"What did he say?" I couldn't contain my excitement, Travis has had his eye on this kid Scott for a while he was only two years younger than us. I'd introduced Scott and Travis when we went out drinking one night. They hit it off right away even though Travis and I were seeing each other that the time.
“He said yes, can you believe it?” He half asked as he laughed.
“Of course I can believe it, you're hot I told you that when we met remember?” I replied seeing another smile appear on his face.
“Yeah but difference between you and Scott is he’s innocent. I never knew what I was getting into with you whereas with Scott I do.” I nodded understanding Travis had always wanted a relationship, something I was willing to give him but I got thrown in here before I could.
“At least you’re happy Travis.” I said as I looked down.
"Yeah but are you?" I looked back up to meet his beautiful brown eyes. I was happy and that wasn't because Travis had found someone else, I was happy he wasn't going to wait for me.
Having Stephen as my new cell mate I was slowly and surely falling for him. "Of course I'm happy." Travis gave me a concerned look.
"Really Chance?" I nodded.
"Yeah I have a very cute cell mate." I said as I winked at him making him smile.
"Oh yeah? Tell me I want details." I couldn't help but laugh at his excitement. I was about to say something when the guard announced visitation was over. I climbed to my feet and waved before making my way over to the door so a guard could escort me back to my cell.
Once I was back in my cell I smiled at Stephen who was sat on my bunk his back against the wall with the writing pad on his lap. “You were gone a while, who was it?”
I leaned against the wall opposite him and stared at the floor as I spoke. “My ex boyfriend” I looked up to him our eyes locked before he looked away a hint of a blush tainting his cheeks.
"That's nice of him." I couldn't help but smile at the hint of jealousy laced with his voice.
"Yeah came to see if I was doing okay and to tell me him and this kid I introduced him to a while ago are together." He never once looked at me the whole time I stood there watching him as he reread what he'd wrote on the piece of paper.
"What did he come to rub it in that's he's got a new guy?" Okay there was definitely jealousy there, I smiled and sat down beside him.
"What's up Stephen?" I looked to him seeing him shaking his head.
"They don't know if they can get me out just yet so I could be here for months maybe even serve out my full sentence." Ahh so he's stuck here unless they can prove he's innocent.
"It's okay, I'm sure you will get out soon just don't worry about it." He nodded leaning his head on my shoulder.
"I can't do fifteen years Chance." I looked down at him seeing tear stains running down his cheek.
"Hey its okay." I said as I shifted so my arm was around him and his head on my chest while he wrapped his arms around my waist. I whispered sweet nothings into his hair as I held him his sobs slowly calming to the occasional sniffle.
I'd discovered a little more about him, not much since he wasn't a very big talker unless he was on his own. Currently we were in our cell waiting for count. I sat up when a guard stopped outside of our cell. "Open up on six." I stared at the guard wondering what he was doing here. "You have a visitor Chance."
I nodded and climbed to my feet following him out of my cell. "Close up six." The guard shouted as he lead me down to visitation. The visitation room is exactly like how they show you in tv, a room separated by decks with chairs on either side and a sheet of glass dividing the desks.
I smiled when I saw Travis was sat at one of those desks with the phone already presses to his ear. I sat down opposite him and picked up the phone receiver that was on my side of the glass.
"Yo Travis what you doing here?" I asked seeing the smile form on his face.
"Came to see you man, how you doing? You look good." I half smiled wondering if that was a dig at what I was like before I ended up in here.
"Yeah I feel good. I'm doing okay in here actually haven't been made some ones bitch yet so I must be doing something right." I chuckled to myself while Travis laughed.
"Well that's good, don't know if I could cope with the idea of you being some guys bitch." I shook my head softly a small smile on my face.
"Travis don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Shouldn't you be worrying about that kid you told me about last time you were here?" I asked seeing a smirk replace his smile.
"Well sort of, I asked him out."
"What did he say?" I couldn't contain my excitement, Travis has had his eye on this kid Scott for a while he was only two years younger than us. I'd introduced Scott and Travis when we went out drinking one night. They hit it off right away even though Travis and I were seeing each other that the time.
“He said yes, can you believe it?” He half asked as he laughed.
“Of course I can believe it, you're hot I told you that when we met remember?” I replied seeing another smile appear on his face.
“Yeah but difference between you and Scott is he’s innocent. I never knew what I was getting into with you whereas with Scott I do.” I nodded understanding Travis had always wanted a relationship, something I was willing to give him but I got thrown in here before I could.
“At least you’re happy Travis.” I said as I looked down.
"Yeah but are you?" I looked back up to meet his beautiful brown eyes. I was happy and that wasn't because Travis had found someone else, I was happy he wasn't going to wait for me.
Having Stephen as my new cell mate I was slowly and surely falling for him. "Of course I'm happy." Travis gave me a concerned look.
"Really Chance?" I nodded.
"Yeah I have a very cute cell mate." I said as I winked at him making him smile.
"Oh yeah? Tell me I want details." I couldn't help but laugh at his excitement. I was about to say something when the guard announced visitation was over. I climbed to my feet and waved before making my way over to the door so a guard could escort me back to my cell.
Once I was back in my cell I smiled at Stephen who was sat on my bunk his back against the wall with the writing pad on his lap. “You were gone a while, who was it?”
I leaned against the wall opposite him and stared at the floor as I spoke. “My ex boyfriend” I looked up to him our eyes locked before he looked away a hint of a blush tainting his cheeks.
"That's nice of him." I couldn't help but smile at the hint of jealousy laced with his voice.
"Yeah came to see if I was doing okay and to tell me him and this kid I introduced him to a while ago are together." He never once looked at me the whole time I stood there watching him as he reread what he'd wrote on the piece of paper.
"What did he come to rub it in that's he's got a new guy?" Okay there was definitely jealousy there, I smiled and sat down beside him.
"What's up Stephen?" I looked to him seeing him shaking his head.
"They don't know if they can get me out just yet so I could be here for months maybe even serve out my full sentence." Ahh so he's stuck here unless they can prove he's innocent.
"It's okay, I'm sure you will get out soon just don't worry about it." He nodded leaning his head on my shoulder.
"I can't do fifteen years Chance." I looked down at him seeing tear stains running down his cheek.
"Hey its okay." I said as I shifted so my arm was around him and his head on my chest while he wrapped his arms around my waist. I whispered sweet nothings into his hair as I held him his sobs slowly calming to the occasional sniffle.