This damn time is passing slowly!
Fucking slowly!
I lean against the white wall of solitary and hold my side. I pull up my shirt and look at the purple punch. Man, I think my ribs cracked. I blow out a breath, and my lungs burst. I glance at the cell door. I gotta get out of here. I gotta get out of here. And I can hear the banging.
"Sangaris! Have you calmed down?" the guard opens the small window. I don"t answer. The locks open and he looks at me. "Can you hold still for two more days or should I lock the door again?"
"Yes," I growl and bow my head.
The cell opens in front of me and the kid in the garish yellow prison uniform sits up. At least he"s wearing something normal.
"Hi," he says, but I just hold my side and slowly sit down. He"s silent. I stretch out on the bed with dif
