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I raise my eyebrows and look over at Mac as a small chuckle leaves my lips.
“How incredibly cliché of you.”
The other men laugh and Puck pulls me down next to him on the squeaky plastic chair.
“Don’t knock our entertainment, beautiful, we are stuck in a prison after all,” Sandy says, reaching his hand out to me. I look down at his outstretched hand and hesitate for a couple seconds before I shake it, letting Puck introduce me to his friends. Ty shakes my hand too and after a glare from Puck, Mac offers me his hand.
The men fall into easy conversation, throwing about names of people I don’t know and I just sit there, silently observing each man as they converse. Mac soon cheers up after Puck promises him a rematch and I roll my eyes.
“How are you holding up, doll?” Ty asks me out of the blue and my eyes turn to his, deciding how to answer his question.
This morning I’ve gone from being assaulted, to having King’s face on my pussy, to being abandoned in his shower. How am I holding up?
“Well, yanno,” I start, looking at Sandy, “we are stuck in a prison, after all.”
All the men laugh, and I relax my shoulders and take this moment for what it is. Life is never going to be the same, especially here, so what else can I do? Puck squeezes my hand and for the rest of the afternoon, we sit and chat with Sandy, Ty, and Mac and act like normal people.
It’s like a little pocket of bliss, in a prison of all places, and my smile doesn’t leave my face the entire time.
* * *
Walking backinto my cell with Puck, we enter to the strong stench of bleach. I look around and replay the scene in my head from hours ago, fiddling with my zip to make sure it’s secured all the way at the top.
“I’m so sorry, T,” Puck interrupts the silence and I look over at him, my eyebrows drawn together in confusion. “I should’ve been here. I wasn’t here and I let you down.”
“Puck, it wasn't your fault. Please don’t blame yourself or apologise. I promise you I’m okay.”
“But I should’ve been here. I’m always here!” He shakes his head and wipes a hand down his face, scanning his eyes around the small room.
“Puck.” I hook my pinky finger in his. “I’m okay, I promise.”
He nods and pulls me under his arm and, looking at our hooked pinkies, I’m reminded of King’s bloody knuckles and Puck’s bleeding nose.
“But whilst we’re on the topic, where were you?” I turn, studying his nose. But Puck just chuckles.
“Let’s just say you're not the only one King has a problem with sometimes.” He winks.
Before I can say any more, there’s a loud announcement, one I’ve not heard since arriving here, and I swear, my whole body comes alive.
“Courtyard!”
Puck smiles. “Are you ready to go outside?”
I’m practically bouncing off the walls at the opportunity to go outdoors. I miss the sunlight, the fresh air. I can’t wait to breathe it into my lungs. Puck walks next to me, laughing the whole way as we travel through various corridors like the ones I arrived in.
“What do you think the weather is going to be like? I hope it’s sunny and bright and hurts my eyes as soon as I step out there. Oh, but what if it’s nighttime? Fuck, this is so exciting!” I squeak and Puck shakes his head at me.
“You’re easily amused, T.”
“Puck, are you kidding me right now? We get to go outside!”
In the next moment, a large metal security door opens ahead of us and we step out into a small courtyard. The sun is setting and the sky is downcast, rain splattering on the pavement.
I run. I don’t think about anything but running into the cold wind and harsh raindrops. I lift my arms, like all the cliché rom coms, and turn my face up to the rain, staring at the grey clouds, a huge smile stretching my face.
Puck appears at my front and wipes the wet hair off my forehead.
“I’m sorry it’s not sunny, Theo,” Puck says, smiling at my happiness.
