Don't Judge A Book By It's Cover (Joshler)

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Scar's (Brendon) P.O.V

I walk after officer Dun, Gerard by my side. I do hope that Tyler is ok. Just because I kill people doesn't mean I don't have a heart. I just don't have like three quarters of it. Tyler's cool. I walk into the cell block and officer Dun makes a bee line to Tyler's cell. He says a few things to Tyler and I'm guessing he didn't say anything back. Dun walks out of the cell block without saying a word. His face was stoic.

Tyler is playing with fire with how he's treating officer Dun. I'm honestly afraid of him and I don't want Tyler to get hurt. I walk over to his cell. He's just looking down at the food officer Dun got him.

"You ok babyface?" I'm genuinely confused about what's been happening these last few days.

"I'm fine." His voice was monotone and kinda scary. I glance at the food in his hands.

"Are you gonna eat that?" I ask him. I didn't want it, it's just that he looked like he was going to be sick. He shakes his head 'no'.

"I'm not hungry." What happened? He didn't eat anything today and he's not hungry? Did something happen between him an officer Dun?

"Are you ok, Tyler?" I use his real name because something doesn't feel right. Sadness and anger is just radiating off him. Since he's been in here with officer Dun, assuming, it probably has something to do with him.

"I'm fine." He says placing the tray on the floor.

"Are you sure? You seem-"

"I said I'm fine!" Tyler lashes out glaring up at me. I raise my hands in surrender.

"Whoa, whoa what's going on in here?" Gerard asks standing by Tyler's cell door.

"Nothing." Tyler mumbles before laying on his bed and curling into a ball, his back facing us.

"Is he ok?" Gerard asks. I take his arm and pull him to my cell.

"I think something happened between officer Dun and Tyler." I whisper to him.

"Like what?" He asks looking at me in confusion.

"I don't know, but both officer Dun and Tyler are kind of acting the same way. I don't get it." I explain to him. Another person comes into my cell. I look over to see who it is. It's Kenneth. He came here about a year ago.

"What are you guys talking about?" He asks. I sigh.

"We can all discuss this later. Get ready to do the..uh...chores." I tell them. I'm the first. I've been here the longest therefore I am the leader of these 8 people. Waiting for Tyler. They nod and head to their respective cell. I take out my toothbrush thing and brush my teeth by the sink that's in every cell. At lease the plumbing is descent. After I've done brushing my teeth. Everyone, except Tyler, walks out of the cell block and to their chores.

Kenneth, Gerard, I and a few others were sent to clean the kitchen. At lease its not the bathroom. Its rank in there. I take up a broom, Gerard gets a dust pan and Kenneth takes up a mop. We start to clean.

"So what were you guys talking about?" Kenneth asks.

"We were talking about Tyler and officer Dun." Gerard answers.

"Oh yea. Babyface is walking on thin ice toying with officer Dun like that." Kenneth says. I sweep into the dust pan that Gerard is holding and Kenneth mops after.

"Yea. Something's up with them, but I just can't put my finger on it." I say more to myself.

"Have you ever noticed that things officer Dun would usually do to us he doesn't to babyface?" Kenneth suggests. Well yea, but maybe that's because he's new. Officer Dun isn't as mean to Tyler as he is to us. I shrug.