"Are you sure, I'm just asking one more time."

I stood before Worth as he finally was the one in Micah's position. Visiting instead of being visited. He smiled, nodding with way more certainty than I thought he would at this point.

"I'm certain. So certain to the point that it's kind of disturbing. You'd think someone would want to avoid someone like that and be content with no answers. As long as they're not in their life, they're fine. I'm fine...I just want to hear his piece if he's willing to say anything. I did see him crack a little bit when I was released and I cried. He's always trying to act tough because our parents weren't there, but I know him enough. It's just a facade." He sighs, sitting at the chair now.

I don't know why he's so confident in how much he knew Micah. Because in my opinion, it didn't really matter how much he thought he knew him.

Micah just wasn't a good person all round. What's to think you know? Does it really matter when it comes to a person such as that?

"At least I'm here and will call him out on his bull." I say firmly, sitting beside him now. "You think he'll try anything?"

"He's my brother," Worth chuckles, only to soon nod with no expression, "Yes, yes he will."

When I look over at the others visiting their family members, they looked happy. There wasn't any animosity and no hard feelings. They didn't send their loved one in to suffer for their mistakes. That's the difference that keeps them loving one another and visiting.

For Micah, what's to...be happy about when it comes to seeing him?

Suddenly the door opens, and we see Micah walk out in cuffs. He looked surprised to see me, but more surprised to see Worth. At least he wasn't glaring or trying to act a certain way.

He just sat before us now as an officer walked out now. It just being us with him.

Now there was silence between them both. Neither were talking despite looking at one another. It was like they didn't need to necessarily speak at the moment.

Except I know his visit runs on time.

Micah even kinda looked like shit. Like he was just not handling it well in there. I can only imagine how it was for Worth when he first entered in at seventeen...

So I feel no pity for him.

"How are you doing in here so far?" Worth ends up asking him, and I saw Micah look at him as if that was a dumb question. "You don't want to answer?"

"I feel like shit, what else am I supposed to be feeling? I have nothing good to say about this shithole and people here are just as shitty. You've made your mark here and none of them..." He stops, his lips tightening together as he glared at him. "Did you tell them why you were in there?"

Worth shook his head no, looking almost offended that he'd ask that question.

"Why?"

"Because they all have it out for me."

"Probably because they saw how you treated him." I speak up finally, causing Micah to move his glare onto me. "You can look at me crazy all you want, but you know it's true. They won't just respect you because you're related to him. You should've known better if you came in here thinking that was enough."

Micah just looks at me, only to soon scoff as he looked down.

"Micah just talk to me. I've been in this jail for three years. You don't have anything to say to me?" Worth asks him who just looks back up at him. "You just got here and have barely been here for a month. How do you think it was for me when I entered in and wasn't even an adult yet? You're an adult, you finished school - I have to resort to a GED. When I could've had my school diploma. I missed out on lots of things because of your selfishness. Say something, anything about it."

Micah continued to look at him, staying silent. With that silence it just pissed me off because Worth deserved something from it. Not just this dumbass look on his face like he doesn't understand what he just said.

"Say something." I snap, and Worth looked at me. "You took advantage of both of your situations and had him deal with a situation that you couldn't handle. Say sorry or something, you have no shame."

"I don't owe you anything." Micah sneers at me. "The only person I owe anything to is Malakai. So piss off-."

"I'm not going to piss off! You did something horrible...how can you live with yourself knowing you took three years away from Worth all because you were afraid? You were a coward, so you sent Worth in because you knew he could handle it much better than you. Except you took away three years of his life that he didn't need to have taken. It's your fault!"

"I know it's my fault!" He shouts at me.

The officers looked at us and I saw Worth with a blank expression. I decide to stay silent now because I felt like I was going to keep Micah from saying anything if I kept on.

"I know what I've done and I know I took advantage of Malakai's love for me. I don't need someone like you to remind me or tell me what I already know. He's my little brother and I took advantage, yes, I know. I'm a horrible person and I was scared, point blank. I felt like I had more going for me because I was out of school, I was an adult, and I had a life. He was sleeping around and in school. He's started nothing so I believed he would be missing nothing-."

"That wasn't up for you to decide." Worth interrupted now, his eyes glaring at him. "I came here because I wanted to know why, but to hear that you presumed my life and chose my life for me...? Who do you think you are?"

Micah sighed, leaning against the chair now. His eyes closed as if he was trying to avoid looking at him now. I know that was it because he was trying to keep himself from feeling anything most likely.

"I thought there was more to it than what I heard, but there really isn't. You were just...selfish and didn't want to deal with the consequences. You did stuff to people and did shit. Because you wanted to take your anger out on others and participate in the life that took our parents away from us. They were entrapped in that life, and we weren't yet. They left us, but you didn't have to join that life. You made that choice and then you fucked up. I was the only one who was on a good track and you ruined it for me and manipulated the one person who possibly loved you the most." Worth tells him sharply.

Micah's lips tightened together and I could tell he was really trying not to cry now.

I saw him just look at Micah who had his head lowered now. It was obvious he was on the verge of crying. I kinda wanted to see it because I saw Worth cry for someone's choices. He's just crying because he knows he did something wrong and I want him...to suffer in that realization and sit in it.

"I'm...I'm sorry Malakai." Micah croaked, and I flinched.

I saw Worth's lips tighten together now and Micah's hands went to his face.

"I am sorry. I made my mistakes and I made my choices. Tryna hustle and do all this shit because I wanted fast money. Except I liked it too, the power and being able to choose who I want to leave and shit. No one controlled my choices, I chose how everything went and crushed the shit that shouldn't have been happening. So that no one left me, I'd leave them first. I didn't have to go this route, but I did...and I brought you into it. I'm so sorry..." He cries, and I look at Worth now.

He wasn't crying though and I could tell he was more in shock than anything.

To be honest, I wasn't expecting Micah to apologize at all. I thought his ego would get in the way of him doing such a thing.

...guess not.

I don't say anything because now I had nothing to really say. He wasn't saying anything that wasn't true. He really did ruin Worth's life and traumatized him. Left him a way that no twenty year old should be left.

Worth looked at me now and I shrugged, because I had nothing.

He ended up standing up now, and I watched as he sat beside Micah now. Looking at him, Micah still hid his face and cried. Only for Worth to pull him into a hug.

I already know that the inmates aren't allowed to really have contact with others, and it was obvious by the look the officers gave. Except I knew they noticed it was Worth and saw me, keeping their distance.

"Why...are you hugging me? You should be hating my guts." Micah cried in Worth's arms, when it should've been Worth crying.

This scene was really...off-putting for me.

Yes, I am seeing Micah cry and I got my wish. Except to see him being comforted and Worth was the one who suffered...?

It's just disturbing.

My arms folded, and I saw Worth glance over at me. He did look like he had something to say, but he was keeping it to himself while he was with Micah.

In my opinion, he should just say it how it is.

Cut him off, better yet? You won't have to worry about him popping up out of nowhere since he's literally stuck here. No bond, nothing.

"I'll get you a good lawyer." I heard Worth say and I flinch. "I will send you what you need and will be there for you, you just need to promise me that if I help you and you do ever get out...that you'll be better than what you were. Be better to yourself...be better to me."

Micah was all tears, just crying his ass off while I shook my head. I saw Worth comforting him and it was like I was watching the roles of power reverse. Now Worth had the control over him and it was the most obvious thing. He really has no one but him because his friends weren't going to help him.

They're wanted too.

Worth is the only one...

If I was him I'd let him rot in here.

"I promise...I promise with my life. I am indebted to you-."

"None of that, don't start." Worth interrupts him sharply, and Micah nodded quickly. "Seriously though, if you slip up once I can't risk being dragged into that nonsense. I want to be free of that. I will be building a family with Nate, and I want my kids to know nothing of our suffering. If...he even wants to have kids with me still."

I saw Micah glance over at me and I just look at him plainly. I really had nothing to say right now. I was just...

Irritated.

"I won't...if I even can get a low sentence for what I've done. Even with a good lawyer... Okay, I wouldn't dream of resorting back to such things. Thank you...for even being willing to help me after everything though. I don't deserve you."

"You don't."

They both looked at me fast, and I had my arms folded still. My eyes narrowed on him. I already know he knew how I really felt about this. Even if I didn't have a right to feel anything at all.

It just hits more...because I knew Worth before this. When he was innocent and when he was a Freshman, before all of this mess. So I may be wrong now, but...I don't think so.

It...pisses me off.

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