Confession of a King

The other inmates I had received during the week were not very talkative. Some just sat in their seats and stared at me as others just took a nap while they were in here. I decided it would be best if I did not press them for information in hopes of them coming open to me on their own. Some of the inmates I had received were down right scary, I will admit that. Some were murders, some were rapists, some were just in here for having drugs on them, and some were in here for other various reasons such as robberies and more. I had a mix of gender come in… some males… some females… some I wouldn't have known which they were if I hadn't read the file. The guards also switched off every two days. It went from Red and Billy to a man and a woman. These two were named Kent and Sandy. They were nice as well, but you could tell that they were some 'no-bullshit' kind of people just like Red and Billy.

I sighed as I looked over at the time flashing on my microwave. It was ten o'clock at night and I had work tomorrow morning. Tomorrow was Monday, and it was also visiting day at the prison. This meant that the inmates I would be seeing will be seeing loved ones and they would be allowed to take their loved ones into the session with them. I made a mental note to write down the details of each loved one if I got the chance to meet them. I then turned off the television and set the remote control on the countertop of my island before pushing my hair out of my face and closing my eyes. I was tired, it had been a long week and I could only imagine how I was going to feel once these people began to open up to me. I got up from the stool I was sitting on and put my coffee cup next to the sink before grabbing all files and putting them back into my bags for tomorrow and heading off to my room to go to bed.

The next morning came quite early. I woke up and did my daily routine… Work out, have a protein shake, shower and get ready for work. I put on a black pencil skirt along with a golden tank-top underneath of an aqua blazer and a pair of gold, black and aqua heels. I then curled my hair slightly and applied my make-up before grabbing all of my belongings for work and exiting my house. I then drove to work just like every other person on a busy Monday morning and pulled into my designated parking spot at the prison.

"Good morning, sweetheart," Red smiled at me as I passed him walking towards my room.

"Good morning, Red. It's been a while, aye?" I smiled back at him and he nodded. "Today's visiting day, right?"

"Sure is. Your appointments are going to be starting a little later today, according to the paperwork boss gave me." He handed me over my paperwork, "You'll be here a bit late, maybe until eight o'clock or so… Just 'cause the inmates need their visiting hours with and without you."

"I totally understand, thank you." I smiled and got towards my room, "I'll have to go now… I've got a lot to do and prepare for today."

"Alright, Ivy, see you later," he smiled as I closed the door.

I placed my paperwork down on my desk and proceeded to pull out everything I would need for the day. I set everything up like I would for any other day and then looked over at the clock and noticed I had about three hours to kill before I'd be getting anyone in here. I walked over towards my closet room and made myself a cup of coffee before going over to the filing cabinet and pulling out everyone's files for today and putting back the files I had from the prior work day. I shot up as there was a knock on my door and Red walked in with an inmate in cuffs.

"Ivy, I know you've got a few hours left of silence but big guy over here just nearly killed someone in a fight and policy says we bring them to you," Red spoke with pursed lips as he cuffed the inmate in the chair restraints before exiting the room.

I looked over at the inmate to be stared at by two bright hazel eyes and a smirk playing on their lips. I shook my head and sat in my chair, "Matthew."

"You look hot today," he smiled. "The guys were right. Someone told me you looked damn good and I knew I had to get in here to see it myself."

"Your session is supposed to be this evening, not this morning. Don't you have visitors?" I sighed not wanting to really play his games so early.

"Eh, my lawyer. He'll be by later." He shrugged, "Why don't you stand up and model what your wearing for me?"

"Why don't you tell me why you nearly killed someone?" I scoffed.

"To see you," he smirked.

"Flattering," I rolled my eyes. "I have quite a bit to do before my first inmate comes in today so if you can just sit there like a good boy and be quiet I'd really appreciate it."

"Anything for my girl," he smiled at me… exerting deep dimples into his cheeks. "But can you do me a favor?"

"If this favor is going to be anything like the last one where you licked me, don't even ask." I cocked an eyebrow at him as I picked up Jimmy Sullivan's file. He shook his head, "Then ask."

"Can you get these damn ankle restraints off me?" he groaned.

"I don't know, Matthew. You just nearly killed someone, why should I trust you enough to let you out of some restraints?" I didn't even look up at him as I just read on in Jimmy's file.

"Ivy do I look like I'd kill you?" I could hear the smirk playing on his lips and I just continued to ignore him. "Ivy, fucking look at me… Ivy!"

I looked up and narrowed my eyes, "Sorry father, I forgot I had to listen to your commands."

"I have a really rude comeback for that but I ain't gonna say it if you can get these damn things off me," he grumbled as I laughed at him. "You got no idea how uncomfortable it is."

"Maybe you shouldn't have gotten yourself into this situation, Sanders," I smiled. "I'm not undoing your restraints. You're already a big enough pain in my ass for coming in here this morning, I may as well let you get what you deserve."

He smirked, "I can add more pain in your ass if you'd like, babe."

"Great way to win a girl over, Matthew." I rolled my eyes and went back to reading Jimmy's file. There were newspaper clippings of when he was thrown into the slammer. And there were even some video tapes that I was guessing had prior sessions recorded on them. I made a mental note to watch them when I had the time so that I could maybe get more insight into him. I reached over onto my desk and grabbed my cup of coffee, taking a sip and closing my eyes for a minute sighing when I realized that I wouldn't get any insight from these videos. From what I've heard from everyone Maria was a terrible psychiatrist.

"Matthew," I called out as I put the file on the desk. One of his eyes popped open and looked at me, "Tell me about Maria."

"The bitch before you?" He laughed when I nodded. "She was fuckin' afraid of everything. If I even looked her in the eye she would shudder. She was some awkward tall bitch. Crazy curly red hair and wire glasses. I don't even know why the fuck she ever decided to work here. She always wanted to video our sessions. I swear she thought I was going to break out of this chair and kill her. Sometimes she'd have my chair all the way on the other side of the room pushed up against the wall… Paranoid bitch."

"Do you know how she acted towards other inmates?" I asked as I wrote down what he had just told me on a notepad.

"Eh… I ain't real sure. Probably the same though, but maybe not as scared as she was of me. You've got Jimmy Sullivan in here, right? She was scared of him too. Thought he was damn mental, although we all think that sometimes. And she never referred to us by our names. I think she was too scared to. She worked here when I first got thrown in here, too." He bit his lip in thought, "I hated the bitch. I didn't say nearly as much as I said to you in one day in the whole time she was here. She was rude, too. Sometimes she'd have the guards in here with me, just so that she could tell me how disgusting of a person I was without worrying I was going to get up and kill her… But one day the guards didn't come in and had forgotten to double lock my restraints when she was in here. Let's just say that was her last day of work." He gave a small laugh.

"You broke out of the chair?" My eyes wide and my jaw on the ground.

"They got new chairs since then, don't worry. But yeah… Girl pissed herself." He shook his head with a smile, "I wasn't going to do anything, it was all in good fun. And I think everyone that worked here understood that when she tried to press charges."

"What the hell did you do to her!" I turned the tape recorder on.

He shrugged, "Just pinned her up against the wall by her throat. No big deal. And told her she was a fuckin' cunt and that we all hated her. She tried to press rape charges on me… Said I tried to undress her and shit," he mumbled and bit his lip.

"Did you?"

He looked at me, his eyes a little soft. "I'd never rape someone, Ivy. I have no respect for men who do that; those fuckers don't deserve to live."

I nodded, "Anything you'd like to tell me."

"Nope," he grumbled. "Just go back to whatever you're doing over there."

"You want your ankle restraints off in the session this afternoon?" I asked nicely. "This is the most information I've gotten out of you and you haven't been such a pig today."

"So I'm getting rewarded?" He laughed when I nodded.

"Your session this morning is done, I'm going to tell Red to just take you back to your cell. I'll see you this afternoon, Matt." I smiled while standing up from my desk and walking over to the door.

"So we're on a friendly level now?" He smiled at me as I opened the door.

"Don't push it," I rolled my eyes and told Red to come get him.

"Time to go, Shadows," Red smiled at me as he twirled the cuffs around his right index finger.

"This afternoon just restrain his wrists. He was good this morning and was complaining about the ankle restraints." I smiled at Red.

"You got it babe," Red winked and I heard Sanders let out a growl.

Once Red got the cuffs on he began to pull Sanders out of the room. "Behave," I looked at him as he smirked and rolled his eyes. I then plopped myself down in my desk chair again before looking over at the clock, fifteen minutes until my session with Jimmy… That gave me fifteen minutes to put one of the prior video sessions into the television and watch it.

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