We're currently laying together, cuddling on the bench. I'm currently watching the clock tick by. It's therapeutic. I can't hear the ticking at the moment as there's a racket being made down in secure. It sounds like power tools are being used. I'm not sure which one's though.
We've currently been in here for three hours. The clock being a reminder of the time.
We've both calmed down now. Max told me he was angry because that boy was pestering me, for no apparent reason. Seeing me lose my shit made max protective.
Max told me about what his dad used to do to his mum. Awful. Horrible shit. He said that he feels the need to protect. Like he protected his mum, he protected me. It was heartwarming hearing him say this.
I apologised to max for losing my shit, even though I was provoked, neither of us would currently be in here if I hadn't of lashed out.
When it hits lunch John walks casually down the hallway. Two trays balanced in each hand.
I watch as he places them down on a table then unlocks the cell, he opens the door then brings both of the trays in. He then places them down on the floor and leaves again. No words.
His disappointment with us is written all over his face. Brows knitted together, a frown on his lips and silence. Typical John in a mood.
As soon as John has left we both climb off the bench and grab a tray each. It's pasta and chicken in some creamy white sauce. We then eat on the bench in comfortable silence. The food is quite bland but it's better than soup. I'm certainly not complaining right now.
When I've finished eating I put the tray on the floor by the door while max does the same thing. We sit back down and wait.
The racket soon stops from down the corridor. A few minutes later we can see workmen in dark denim overalls walk out of secure. It looks like the head teacher has made some sort of adjustments to secure.
Twenty minutes later Mr Tiz comes strolling up the hallway. His shoes echoing his footsteps. When he reaches us he stands there for a moment before he starts speaking. Rhetorically. To himself
'How did I know it would be you two, it's always the pair of you'. He sighs to himself.
He then turns on his eagle sharp eyes at the both of us, his brows knitted, his face stern.
'I expect better from you two! Your behaviour today stinks! How dare you fight in assembly! How dare you fight at my school!' He practically screams. His voice is piercingly loud.
'Explain yourselves!'
I glance up quickly at Mt Tiz then back down. Max clears his throat then explains fully.
'Sir we're both really sorry about what happened, the boy behind Hope kept kicking her chair, she told him to stop twice, the third time she lost her cool and hit him, she was provoked, I only kicked off because I was defending her'.
Mr Tiz looks at me sharply.
'Is this true Hope? Don't lie to me' he warns.
'It's true sir, I was provoked, I was minding my own business then that boy started kicking my chair, I gave him chances to stop but he wouldn't listen. I lost it, I'm so sorry sir' I say quietly. Mr Tiz nods curtly then says
'I will verify your account of events, for now make yourselves comfortable' then he walks off swiftly. Leaving us alone again.
We wait in comfortable silence on the bench together. Just holding hands. My legs are swinging back and forth in anticipation of getting out of here.
All of a sudden the silence is broken, there's a loud bang and someone is yelling. I get up off the bench and look through the bars. The boy who was kicking my chair earlier is being carried in. His yelling at the officers but they pay no attention to his screams. I watch with wide eyes as security carry him round the corner, where secure is located. A moment later the silence is back. I go back to the bench and sit with max.
Half an hour later John makes his way down the hallway. When he arrives he unlocks and opens the holding cell then he gestures with his arm.
'Out, the pair of you' he orders. Me and max get up and step out of the cell then wait as John locks up the cell then walks ahead.
'Come along' he orders sternly. We trail behind John quietly.
When we reach the heavy doors instead of turning into secure he uses his fob and opens up the doors. We all step through one after the other. Once we're all through John walks us to class.