Toppling over, Jim fell on the ground. It happened so fast that he lost control of his body in an instant. He didn't even see who pushed him. The only thing he did was cry out miserably.
Panicking inside, he recalled what he learned about life behind bars. Newcomers were bullied as soon as they arrived. He was afraid he would suffer the same. Just thinking of the possible worst things that might happen made him suffer mentally more than what he suffered physically.
He clenched and unclenched his palms to force himself to think quickly about his present situation. At the same time, he reminded himself to act courageously. He wanted to scare them right away to leave him alone once and for all. Otherwise, there would be darkness all around him. Then, he schooled his face with the deadliest expression he could muster, got up, and faced his attacker. Dirty words were at the tip of his tongue, ready to be lashed out, but he stopped himself as soon as he saw the face of the man.
His expression softened, from fury to relaxed, because it was Joey, inside the cell with him.
Ever since Jim got into prison, he witnessed how Joey fought the other prisoners and bullied those who were weak. He believed Joey had nothing to fear because he was one of the closest friends of the No. 1 tyrant in the facility, who could surely provide protection.
Whenever Joey threw his punches to someone, Jim just shrugged his shoulders and looked the other way. He could still remember the first time when Joey beat up a fellow in front of him. Joey cast him a glance. He interpreted it as 'Joey's look, ' wondering if he would report it to the guards or not. But what he could do was turn his head to the opposite and walk away. He believed it was none of his business.
Now that he recalled it, he realized it was actually a testing from Joey, and he believed he gave him the best answer he could give.
Perhaps, Joey saw him as a desperado who was always ready to give up his life. But he knew more. He knew which way the wind blew. Thus, they got along peacefully with each other as time passed by.
But right now, Jim could not think of anything why Joey attacked him. He racked his brain for anything, but nothing. So, he decided not to act against Joey.
Unfortunately, his silence did not bring him any luck. Joey launched at him again. This time, he was kicked right in his chest. He was thrown against the prison wall. There was too much pain. He couldn't help but groan.
Slowly, he stood up straight, and took a deep breath. He couldn't control the pain anymore and asked, "Joey, what is this all about? Did I offend you? Please, let me know. I promise I will never ever do it again!"
The answer Joey gave him was just a snort followed by a disdainful smile. Then, Joey turned and walked away, leaving him humiliated.
This was his first experience, his first humiliation. Before, it was always he who bullied others. If there had been no one to back Joey up, he would have kicked and beaten him up.
Every dog had its day. And, Jim realized, that day was coming for him soon.
He leaned against the wall and groaned. As he pitied himself in his current state, he blamed Leila for everything. He couldn't wait to put his hands on her throat. If she hadn't set him up, he would have been living abroad with 10 million bucks. He would never have worked for the rest of his life. He would have been driving the fanciest car and living in the most comfortable house. He could have bought everything his heart desired. What was more, he could have been dating the prettiest ladies in town. His miserable days would have ended, and he would have lived in peace with wealth.
But all of his dreams disappeared like bubbles because of that bitch. In his anger, he punched the wall, imagining it as Leila. His eyes were full of anger, and his insides trembled. His fellow prisoners passing by the cell shuddered in fear when they saw the coldness in his eyes and the blood on his knuckles. He looked like the devil incarnate.
He thought that what happened between Joey and him was a one-time thing only, but he was greatly mistaken. It was just the beginning.
The following morning, he was woken up by a terrible pain in his head.
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