“Dammit, all call. All call!”
Yeah, y’all better get medic here asap cause I’m putting him down fa sho.
The alarms overhead went off and more officers flooded the showers. A nigga couldn’t even clean his fuckin’ balls before a dumb muthafucka was asking to meet OG. I didn’t stop throwing blows until I felt that nigga body become dead weight. Thempussy ass guards knew better than to touch me too. I put money in they pockets to let certain things slide.
“Atkins. Stop!” Riya yelled. Her screams fell on deaf ears. I was in the middle of handling business. “If you don’t stop Bentley, you’re going to kill him,” she said through gritted teeth.
I stopped long enough to look up at her and respond. I liked looking at people in the eye to let them know whatever I spoke was all truth. “What the fuck you think I’m trying to do?”
Officer Banks stepped in and pulled lil’ buddy from under me. “Not today, Atkins. Riya take him and handle the paperwork. I’ll deal with him.” He bent down and put a finger under his nose to see if he was still breathing. I was hoping I hit that switch turning them lights out permanently.
“Let’s go Atkins,” she said gently grabbing me by the arm. She must’ve known that one wrong movement and I was liable to put her down too. Once I was up, she put her cuffs around my wrists and escorted me out.
“Aye, do whatever the fuck you need to do, but I still need to wash my ass,” I stated.
“You don’t need to do shit but watch yo’ temper. Now, I’m hit with more paperwork ‘cause you want to beat up the ponks. Why you even go there with them? Everybody know they a joke,” she ranted.
“When it come to my manhood, I don’t give a fuck what you is. He stepped like he was gon’ take my shit and I saw nothing but red. What you think the warden ‘bout to do?” I inquired.
“Who knows Bentley? She said she ain’t want to see you back in her office after the last fight a few months ago. You keep trying her,” she said kissing the back of her teeth.
“I ain’t going in no hole Riya. Tell her something and keep me the fuck out of it.”
“That’s not up to me. Now come on,” she said guiding me down the many halls.
I knew where she was taking me. She was gon’ handle the paperwork fa sho, but she was also gon’ let Warden Montel handle the disciplinary actions. It was only so much these muthafuckas in here would allow and this was out of her hands. The closer we got to her office, the more her voice beamed. She was naturally loud, and she used her voice to assure authority. She was aggy as fuck, but she made shit shake ‘round this bitch for me.
Riya knocked on her door, and her screeching high-pitched voice came through loud and clear. “Who the fuck is it?”
Smirking, I looked over at Riya and waited on her to answer. “Officer Combs with Atkins, ma’am.”
Not even a few seconds later, the door was snatched open, and Warden Montel was standing with so much anger on her face. She was pissed aight. I stepped up closing the small gap between us. This was where she’d been trying to get me anyway so me showing my ass worked in her favor.
“How you doing Warden Montel? The day treating you good?” I asked sarcastically.
“You can go Combs,” she demanded.
“And me?” I questioned with a raised brow.
She pulled me inside completely and slammed the door shut. When she locked it, I knew what timing she was on.
Sierra Montel was the youngest Warden to date and lil’ mama looked like she belonged anywhere but here. Thick in all the right places with a lil’ fupa attached. She damned sure caught niggas eye regardless of her weight. She was also feisty as hell. Why her pretty ass wanted to be in control of a bunch of niggas was beyond me. Like a chihuahua going toe to toe with pit bulls. She wasn’t scared in the slightest.
Stepping in front of me, she looked up at me. I knew what she wanted. Her eyes held nothing but lust in them. Whethershe was dick deprived or not, this situation would be used to get what she craved.
“You know you have to spend time in the hole, right?” she stated.
“I’m not going to no fuckin’ hole Sierra. Find something else for a nigga to do.”
Grinning, she removed her blazer and threw it on the sofa to the left of us. “Have a seat Bentley,” she ordered.
“I ain’t doing shit until I wash my ass.”
She walked over to her desk and removed a set of keys. She was back in my face seconds later removing the cuffs from my wrists. “Strip and use my shower. I’ll be back in a few minutes with some fresh clothes.”
“You’re abusing your power Sierra,” I answered with a menacing smile.
“Get right so you can abuse this pussy. I’ll be back,” she said stepping out.
