My Doll

Chapter 62

Brendon had been escorted to the front of the prison by two officers. They were a bit taller than him, but had little to no muscle to them.

Brendon sighed, hating the fact that he was back in the one place he couldn't stand. Of course, this wasn't Michigan State prison. This was a Wisconsin prison that he didn't care enough about to even know the name.

"Brendon Boyd Urie." The guard behind the front counter looked up at him, scoffing. "Seems like you've caused a lot of trouble." She pulled out a Ziploc bag, while Brendon began to empty his pockets.

The two officers that had escorted him stayed close by, just in case Brendon tried anything. Once his pockets were empty, the officer placed the bag in a bin.

"Orange looks good on you considering the fact that you decided to break out of prison before coming here." Brendon pursed his lips, not caring what she had to say about him.

"It's people like you that make me enjoy my job. I like punishing scum like you." Brendon chuckled, then felt the two officers pull him away by his arms.

Walking down the long hall filled with cells, Brendon smiled at all the men and women screaming to be let out. He already had a plan to escape.

They soon stopped in front of a cell down by the end of the hall, opening it. "Here's your cell. You have one call, so just yell when you would like to make it."

Brendon chuckled, watching as the guards walked away. He wasn't going to use his call, which should raise suspicion with the officers. 

No matter what, they should know that Brendon never needs help and won't take any charity from anyone.

Running a hand through his hair, Brendon sat down on the wooden bench they liked to call a bed. He thought about how he would have to wait a couple days in order to put his plan into action.

It would be worth the wait, though. And Brendon was excited to get back out in the free world