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A Wallflower In Juvie

Only a Year

Gerard huddled against his brother while their mother dragged them forward.

"You little shit- you're finally getting what you deserve. I'm amazed they only gave you a year in here- I guess they can't do any more, seeing as you're seventeen. Still! They could've put you in jail- then you might've gotten a taste of your own medicine!"

Gerard said nothing, keeping his head down while Mikey subtly stroked his hair to calm him down. Mikey didn't believe Gerard had done anything to that girl- he knew better. Their mother, however... Well. She'd been hostile ever since Gerard came out of the closet. Donald didn't care as much as his wife did, but after twenty three years of marriage he knew better than to try to argue.

Gerard's grip on Mikey grew tighter and tighter as they advanced farther down the hallway. He didn't belong here. He wanted to leave. Upon glancing back, however, he was deterred by the sight of the guard that had resumed his position by the door; the one who now blocked what would've been his only escape.

They made it to the warden's office, where Gerard was assigned an inmate identification number, four orange jumpsuits, and the number of his cell. As a new arrival, he would get a single cell for the first few days or weeks- up to two months. Afterwards he would be transferred into a shared cell. The buffer period was there simply to allow for the inmate to learn enough to defend him or herself on the not-so-off chance that their cellmate decided to attack them.

A guard led them to the family area for a final goodbye. Mikey hugged his brother tightly, promising to visit often. Gerard's mother, on the other hand, simply shoved Gerard back and into the cell hallway, ripping his hand from its hold on Mikey as the doors slammed shut.

Gerard stared at the closed door for a long minute, feeling like crying. But, for the sake of his dignity, he sucked in a breath, squeezing his eyes shut and turning around quietly.

This would be a long year.

Notes

Have had this written for a while, just needed to find the time to post it. So, here you go.

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Comments

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1/8/16

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5/1/15

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