Kai
I scrunch my nose at her and toss the ball again. “Nope, kinda comfy here. I don’t wanna people right now.”
She sighs and rolls her eyes as she moves to sit beside me on the step. She lights a cigarette, handing it to me as she gives me ‘the look’. “Don’t make me pull the card, dude, I will but you won’t like it.” she says.
I take the offered smoke with a glare,“Don’t you dare!” I say, taking a hit before passing it back, “but…since you brought him up…I have that letter ready for you to send.”
“Fuck, okay. One letter, that’s it,” she says as she cleans dirt from underneath her nails trying to remain casual as she continues, “Just don’t get your hopes up for anything. You know him, once he has made up his mind, he doesn’t let it go.” Mel says, like she knows him or something.
I wrap my arm around her shoulders, “Says the girl that sent me forearm porn, you know you wanna help. As a thank you, I’ll buy the next three rounds of coffee.” I say, innocent look firmly in place. I even pulled out the puppy eyes to sweet talk her.
She huffs, “Fine! But I’m collectin’ on the first round now. I’ll send the letter, but you’re comin’ out with me. So, get off this porch, we’re goin’ out.”
Looking at the van, “Fine, deal. Let’s go do something. I just gotta grab the letter outta the van.” I say, standing. I grabbed the letter from the van and Melody safely stashed it to send off, we headed out for coffee.
Maddox
Sitting in the mess hall I hear one of the guards walking my cell block, call out, “Mail call.”
Sighing, I get up to walk away, I hate this time of day. Knowing my name will hardly ever be called and wanting to hear from him so bad. I’m almost to my cell when I hear it. “Mikhailov.”
I freeze, taking a deep breath, not daring to let myself hope before jogging back to the guard holding out an envelope. Checking the postmark I see it’s from Mel. Even though I’m glad he’s listening, I can’t help but feel a sadness creep in that it’s not from him.
I pull the letter from the envelope as I enter my cell. ‘The fuck!?’ I think, seeing a post-it note stuck to the outside of the letter.
‘Fuckin’ Brat, I’m gonna…fuck it, I need this,’ I think, laying back on my bed, to read the letter.
I get hit with that spicy vanilla scent he always seemed to have surrounding him as I open it.
Letting it settle in the pit in my stomach for a moment, closing my eyes, I could almost feel him snuggled up next to me, I could almost hear his voice as I read.