Isolated. {Lams}

Chapter Four

Alex Pov
I stayed in the cell for the rest of the day.

I didn't want to go outside,
I didn't want to work out.
I didn't want to make phone calls or anything.

I don't belong here.
I'm not like these guys.

And John is fixed on believing I sold drugs. I haven't ever even seen any drugs before!

Sure, I've seen people smoke but taking fucking heroin?
And meth?
And selling it?!

No!

I rolled over to my side and gripped my pillow.

When he said Mary Jane, I thought he was talking about fucking Spider-Man and MJ! I didn't even know that Mary Jane was a drug!
Is it?
I thought it was that chick from Spider-Man!

Not god damn drugs!

I let out a heavy sigh and sat up. John came into the cell, James Madison by his side.

Oh.
Him.
Ew.

"Hey Alex. John tells me you were did drugs?" James asked. I shot a glare to John.

"What.
The.
Fuck." I growled.

John gasped and cover his ears. "Language!" He exclaimed.

I waited till John uncovered his ears to say,
"Whom the fuc-"

"That's not what I meant and you know it kid." John deadpanned.

I sighed and said,
"Whom thy fuc-"

"That's just ridiculous." John hissed, while James snickered.

I climbed down from my bed.

"I didn't do drugs, and I never will Okay? I haven't even had alcohol before." I said.

"Lemme guess, you're still a virgin too?" James asked.

My face heated up. And my palms became sweaty.

"..Well..actually, it's a funny story,"
I said, rubbing the back of my neck.

"What was her name?" James asked.

Her?

"Doesn't matter. I just didn't do drugs okay? And don't go around telling people that, because it's not even remotely true." I said quickly.

"Can't believe goody two shoes here claims he didn't do drugs but he fucked a girl.." James muttered.

Well, you see that's where you're wrong. I've done neither of those things.

"What did get you here kid? You're gonna have to tell us eventually." John said.

"I'm not telling you shit Laurens."
I hissed.
"Not yet anyway."

"Don't you want to go outside or something?" John asked.

"No.
What'd you do?" I asked John.

"He's in here on a DUI.
Hit a guy.
Killed him."
James said.

John punched his arm and yelled, "The fuck James?!"

"Y-you killed a guy?" I choked. '

"Well..yeah. Sort of. I barely remember it..I was intoxicated."
He said, looking ashamed of himself.

"O-oh." I breathed.

"Yeah. That happened."
He muttered.

"But yeah. Trying to put it behind me..even though that's hard considering I'm in prison with a friend that won't keep his mouth shut!"
John exclaimed, punching James in the shoulder who was laughing.

"Aight Alex. You can just tell us you did drugs ya know." James pressed.

If he says something about drugs again I'm going to tackle him.

"Stop it." I hissed.

"Meth? Heroi-"

I tackled him.
I started punching the fuck out of him.

Two guards ripped me off of him and handcuffed me.

"I said to stop!" I shouted at James, who was wiping his bloody nose.

"Asshole!" He shouted. 
"Likewise!" I shouted back, being forced to my feet and pushed towards solitary confinement.

Bitch.
I'm not a kid,
I didn't do drugs.

Is it that hard to get though his head? And Johns?

Jeez.
I shouldn't have done what I did.

I wouldn't have to be here with these motherfuckers.