Shadows Burned In by Pourteau Chris

Author:Pourteau, Chris [Pourteau, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Chris Pourteau
Published: 2013-09-10T18:30:00+00:00

Kitts lay in his bunk, his mouth screaming at him. The doctor had had to pull two more teeth, one in the front up top and one on the upper-left side. They’d be able to make him a bridge, the doctor said, but not till the dentist made his monthly rounds. For now, it would be painkillers and a mouthful of gauze to soak up the bloody seepage that was still coming now and then. The bruises on his back and the backs of his knees were purpling up, but the drugs for his mouth were keeping the pain at bay for now. He’d floated away for an unknown amount of time on a lake of painkillers. They’d brought him dinner in his cell, had slipped it through the slot, and the shit on a shingle still sat there, cold on the concrete floor. He looked at it. Chicken-fried steak, mashed potatoes, green beans, a half-ear of corn, and a hard roll. Cold comfort for the Cooler King, he joked in his head. All of it but the beans and potatoes would be impossible for him to eat.

Ramirez probably knows that too, Kitts thought. Probably had it specially prepared for me so I could lie here and look at it and know I can’t eat it. God, I hate that sonofabitch.

“Kitts!” came the urgent whisper. It was after midnight, after lockdown, and the man in the cell next to him knew the penalty for talking after hours. “Kitts, you ’wake?” the voice came again. “You der?”

Kitts pulled the cotton out of his mouth, wiping away the rope of spittle it dragged out of him. “I’m here,” he whispered back. It was hard to talk at all. And he was tempted to be silent, for fear of another round with a guard. But he and his fellows had so little privacy that any stolen moment to speak without worrying a guard was listening was usually worth the risk. “Whatayou want, Stu?” he slobber-mumbled. “Been beat once ’day.”

“Yeah,” said Stu Metzger, more quietly this time. “We saw. What happened, man? Refuse to give old Ramirez a blowjob?”

Kitts semi-smiled at that and winced at the pain it caused. Yeah, he thought. That’s what happened. And it’s how I lost my teeth too. I finally got fed up with blowing the bastard and chomped down hard. Then he beat me off. Get it? He beat me off. Funny, huh?

“I one-upped him,” he said simply. “Never one-up a guard, Stu. Number One Rule.” He thought on that a minute, then amended, “Make that Rule Number Two. Number One Rule is, find the daddy of the family you want to join, then spread your cheeks wide the first week. Less painful that way in the long run.”

“Yeah,” said Stu again in that long, drawn-out whine of acquiescence of his. “You know a lot, just bein here a few months.” Then Stu’s tone changed, as if he’d just scratched off the final winning lottery number. “I can’t believe nobody knows de udder reason you here, man—”

“Shut up,” Kitts hissed.

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