I wake up to the sound of keys jingling in the door. I'm roll over and rub at my eyes, I'm groggy from a shit nights sleep.
I was interviewed early hours this morning by the arresting officer and John, he likes to deal with instead of ending up with casualties. I don't blame him to be honest, I've kicked off plenty of times while being interviewed.
I refused to give answers in the interview, I went no comment all the way up until they pulled up a video. I knew right then and there they'd already gotten enough evidence to charge me. I was on CCTV for gods sake.
As soon as they showed it I put my hands up and admitted I was guilty. There was no point denying it when there was clear proof sitting right in front of me.
I was officially charged at 2am.
The cell door swings open causing light to stream into the cell, the arresting officer then calls me out to me.
I get up and walk over but as soon as I reach the door, he grabs my shoulder, I shove my body roughly against him and he falls to the floor ungracefully. His eyes are wide in shock as he reaches up and presses the panic button causing a loud siren to blare.
Officers come running out of nowhere, tackling me to the floor. I'm thrashing and screaming, bucking against them, trying to get them to stop touching me, I hate people touching me when I don't want them too!
It's a futile attempt but I hate these hands. It makes my skin crawl! John should have taken me out of my cell, not that fucker!
I watch from the floor as John runs into cell block 3, realising it's me he stops running. He walks over then crouches down beside me,
'Settle down hope and I'll get them off' he says sternly.
I'm breathing heavily. I'm panicking.
'Get them off now, you know I fucking hate people touching me' I scream becoming more distressed, John seems to notice as he waves his hand and I'm quickly released.
I immediately stop thrashing.
I sit up and curl myself against the wall trying to calm myself down, my heart is pounding.
'Go, I'll deal with this' I hear john say sternly, then the other officers quietly walk off.
'They've gone now hope, nobody else is going to touch you, I promise but we do need to get moving though, your video link with the court starts in 10 minutes'.
I take a few calming deep breaths until I'm ready then I get up off the floor. We walk together through the custody suite, with no touching, then we go into the video link room.
There's a camera and a screen at one end of the room and a row of chairs by the door. The walls are half white and half blue, the red panic button runs around the room between the colours. The room has not changed since the first time I was arrested.
'Sit on the chair' John says sternly so I plop down in the chair while he stands by the door. Waiting.
It's not long before the video link is connected.
The judge reads out my charges, his old, probably in his late 40s early 50s. Beady eyes and a thick mop of hair. His glasses cover half of his face.
He looks down for a moment then back up.
'You've pleaded guilty, correct' he asks
'Yes judge' I answer as politely as I can.
'Given the charges and the circumstances, your reform in the general public has failed. I hereby am referring you to well hole high, it's a school for delinquents like yourself, you will be attending until your 18' I stare at the screen blankly, this is certainly a different punishment from previous convictions, school is school, how bad can it be.
'All rise' is called out so I rise from the chair and the link is quickly cut off.
'Do you want to make a phone call' John asks before we leave the room.
'Pfft no way' he shakes his head disappointedly then escorts me back to my cell in silence.
'You want any food?' He questions as he opens the cell door for me, so I walk in.
'Hah your cardboard, no thanks' he chuckles lightly and closes the cell door, Locking it from the outside.
I walk over to the bench and lay myself back down to sleep.
I really don't know how long it takes for a referral to go through so I could be here for quite a while.
I make myself as comfortable as I can, I close my eyes and at some point I drift off to sleep.