Australia's Toughest Prisoners by James Phelps

Author:James Phelps [Phelps, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01E96DRA0
Publisher: RHA eBooks Adult
Published: 2016-08-01T14:00:00+00:00

SPLAAATTTT!

The liquid shit slapped against the concrete floor and splattered against the steel cell door.

Pppffftttt!

Another explosion of wind and watery shit sprayed the bed, drawers and wall.

‘What the fuck?’ Field screamed, awoken by the shotgun sound of diarrhoea.

He looked but couldn’t see anything in the dark. His nose, however, didn’t need time to adjust.

‘What’s that smell?’ he yelled.

No. He couldn’t have. Surely not.

Field’s pupils widened and he was soon able to cut through the dark.

Yep. He had. Fucking junkie.

‘One of my worst experiences with a cellmate involved a bloke on drugs,’ Field tells me. ‘I was sitting on my bed and saw the bloke pull out a needle. I’ve done things in the past that I regret, and everyone knows what happened with me at the Tigers. [Field was sacked by the Wests Tigers in 2001 after testing positive for cocaine.] But anyone who knows me will tell you how much I’m against drugs now. And I have always been against needles.’

Yep, a sneaky line of coke with the boys is one thing … Shoving a needle into a vein and shooting up smack is another.

‘I told him to put it away,’ Field says. ‘There was no way I was going to be in a cell with a junkie. Not with a needle around.’

The junkie nodded and pretended to listen as a no-nonsense Field issued his demand. He was once again the Rugby League captain, firing off a non-negotiable order, his ferocious bark not needing the threat of a bite.

‘I told him he had to apply for a new cell in the morning because I could not room with someone on drugs.’

The junkie nodded.

‘Sure, man,’ he said. ‘No worries. I won’t do anything near you, man. And I’ll get out of your hair soon. You’ll get no problems from me, man.’

Field nodded. Then he went to sleep.

The druggie was lying, of course.

‘I woke up to the sound of him shitting everywhere. He obviously had his shot when I nodded off, and he couldn’t make the toilet.’

Fuck me. Did I really just see that?

Field ignored the smell and went back to sleep.

‘I woke up the next morning, and there was shit everywhere. It was absolutely disgusting.’

The fresh sunlight revealed the full extent of the dev-ass-tation.

‘He had shit all over himself,’ Field says. ‘And it was all over the cell too. He hadn’t even made an attempt to clean it up. He hadn’t even had a go at wiping himself.’

Field was furious.

‘I take a lot of pride in the way I keep my cell. I’m a pretty tidy person, and I always make sure I keep my room neat and clean. I try to be well organised, and there I was waking up with shit all over the place. It was all over my stuff.’

The junkie inmate put in a request to leave the cell as soon as he woke up. Field was left to clean up the shit.

‘What I find difficult is all the drugs that are around,’ Field says. ‘That’s what creates most of the problems.

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