One shade of Teal

This book is currently being edited by the Galatea team.

I want to start by saying this book may be triggering for some readers.

most of the book will be from Nicos point of view. about his time in jail and what he endured. (briefly)

there will be a few chapters from Teals' point of view, mainly explaining what she endured and where she's been.

that will be mostly at the end of the book.

it will be graphic and, in some way, difficult to read.

I don't condone any of the past behaviors. nor do I condone what is to come.

this book ends in heartbreak.

So, read with caution.

Nico

they say you get used to the constant sounds of clanging and doors sliding open and shut. it's all bullshit, you don't get used to anything in a place like this.

I've been locked up in this prison for 2 years, 11 months and 16 days. most would say I'm lucky to get such a short sentence for murder. but when your dad is mine, he can make most things sway his way.

unfortunately, he couldn't make the whole thing go away. that night, the night I killed Ruben Selker, who happened to be the leader to the lost souls MC. I was arrested and sentenced to 4 years in Bare hills correctional facility in Malone.

"what's the first thing you'll do when you get out." Gimble asks from the bed above mine.

I don't answer him. we get on sure. but he's a weasel, a rat. his mouth has got us in some serious shit in the last 2 years. he's in for aggravated burglary. pointed a gun at some poor man before hitting him in the face and taking his money.

"I'd find me some pussy." I roll my eyes at his comment.

sure, that sounds like a great idea. it's been a long time since I've fucked anyone. this place is full of queers. if you swing that way, getting laid is not a problem.

even being straight turns the best of men gay in this place. I'm not a small guy by any means. even I've had to fight off men, some successfully, some not. its changes you. it changed me.

"Revenge." I snap my mouth shut when I realized I've answered him and now he'll be like a dog with a bone.

"That girl." he asks but I stay silent.

Teal grant is in for a world of pain when I get out of here. after what she saw that night. she ran. she ran straight to the cops and got me locked up.

Dane tried to tell me she wouldn't do that. I wanted to believe she wouldn't do that, but where was she when it all went down. nowhere. that's where. she disappeared.

Even now, with regular talks to Austin and Chris. she left town and hasn't come back. Bass and Dane have left West pacific prep. both settled at NYU. Harper beside them.

Donavan is currently in London. he's on a mission to find her, but so far, nothing. I know I should drop it, at the end of the day I'm guilty. but I thought we had a connection. I'm a Psycho, I know.

I treated her like shit. used her like an experiment. but even the light that pulled me to her, couldn't drown out the darkness. now it festers and boils. getting stronger as days go by.

"Three days man. then your free." I close my eyes as the world around me keeps spinning.

footsteps draw closer to my cell, and I feel my shoulders stiffen. you can't relax in this place; it will literally get you killed.

"Inmate 22646. on your feet. warden wants a word." I let out a deep sigh and swing my feet over the side of my cot.

Warden Stiff, yes that's his name. is a fucking bastard. he has stood by on numerous occasions and watched me be beaten and abused. why. he's just sick in the head, or maybe the power turns him on.

I wait at the cell door for the cuffs to be placed on my wrists. just three days, that's all I have left and I'm out of here. just three days to do as I'm told and when the time comes, I'll get my revenge.

Not just on Teal. but the four guards, Warden Stiff. 6 people who have literally shafted me in the ass. I walk with my back straight, passing cells as men call out to me. I'm definitely popular, just for the wrong reasons.

we climb a flight of stairs and the guard I'm with knocks on the door. "Come in." Stiff shouts with his disgustingly calm voice. a voice I've had whisper in my ear as he did unthinkable things to me.

"Ah, Mr. Dallas. come in son. sit, we have much to discuss." I keep my face blank as I make my way to one of the large leather chairs.

"Thank you, officer Jameson. you may leave." I look to Jameson and nod. he's one of the good guys; he's one of Several guards that hasn't put his cock up my ass.

The door shuts with a soft click. "It seems your time has finally come to an end. how are you feeling." I have no idea why he's being so polite.

Maybe it's because he doesn't want me to rat him out when I'm free. "What do you want." I'm as blunt as ever.

"No pleasantries, very well." he slaps a large folder on top of his desk.

"The police file that you asked for. names. cell numbers. witness's statements. it's all there." my hands shake where they rest on my lap.

he looks so smug right now. I want to drive that expensive letter opener right through his eyeball. I want to wrap my hands around his neck, squeezing until he stops breathing.

I know not to take the folder. I'll have to wait until I'm released to look at it. "Now. how about one last bit of fun before you go." he pushes a buzzer that sits under his desk and the door opens with a bang.

Four men who have come to know my body intimately enter the room and my stomach drops like it always does. I can't fight, I can't yell or curse. I can't scream at the injustice of it all.

But the one thing I can do is, is grit my teeth and hope they do it as quickly as possible.

all I can do is roll over and take it. take their filthy cocks for the last time. I hope they enjoy it, because when I'm free. officers Gable, Monrow, Peteres and Augustus are going to die a very painful death.

I'll save Stiff till last. then I'm gunning for Teal Grant. its won't be guns blazing; it will be psychological torture, lure her in and then smash her to pieces.

***

I limp back to my cell with Jameson holding me by the arm. The look of disgust on his face for his fellow officers is plain to see, but it changes nothing.

Gimble looks at me when I'm finally left alone. "Fuck man. not again." I don't answer him as I collapse on my bunk.

"Fuck this place man. I hope you kill all these fuckers when you get out." He adds not shutting up.

I can feel the blood between my cheeks. It's always the same. Make me bleed. Make it hurt. Sick motherfuckers.

I roll to my side and close my eyes to the pain. Humiliation runs deep inside my veins.

I will, get my revenge.

They will bleed.

They will die.