JUVENILE

Jeane, Ginna and Taylor are juveniles living in a halfway house. Recently, Taylor was caught with contrabands and is fighting for his life after being in confinement...

CHAPTER FIVE

Jeane: Have you seen Taylor?

Ginna: Yeah he is in solitary Jeane. I told you this already...

(Jeane loved Taylor and was now worried and delirious. The meds made her worse each day. And everyday she dreamt of Taylor in her dreams)

(Taylor was in solitary now for three weeks he was straped in a straight jacket and didn't know the time and day. Jenkins would give him food and water three times a day with bathroom breaks in between. He was pumped up full of drugs and injections that he became delirious and senile)

Ginna: I over heard one of the nurses talking and said Taylor would be out this week.

Jeane: Thank God

Ginna: You know they wont let you two be together.

Jeane: But I love him!

Ginna: Keep your voice down if you don't want these insane nurses to hear you.

(Taylor was delirious when he got out. Jenkins would beat him up every now and then to a pulp. His garments were filled with blood. His body full of bruises)

Jeane: Oh God!

(Jeane saw Taylor from across the room being held by Thorton and Jenkins carrying him up like a bag of wheat. He was weak and had no strength left in him)

Ginna: Don't go near him, not now!

(Jeane started to tear up and cry. But under his breath)

Ginna: Don't cry sweetie. He will be fine.

(Jeane felt completely useless to help Taylor's situation)

Later that day

(Jeane and Ginna lay beside Taylor inside the men's ward)

Jeane: I am so sorry Taylor. It is my fault!

Ginna: Don't say that!

(Taylor was desolate and weak he could only stammer due to the immense pain he felt in his ribs)

Taylor: It's nooot your fauuult..

(He struggled to speak with a slight stammer in his voice)

Thorton: That's enough. Go back to your rooms!

(Ginna and Jeane left Taylor to lick his wounds)

Ginna: Did you see him! Jenkins needs to be stopped.

Jeane: I'm gonna bury that son of a bitch!

Ginna: Jeane stop! Hold on and relax. 

There is nothing you can do in here. My advise keep away from trouble and report to the police once your out in the world or else there gonna do to you what they did to Taylor.

Jeane: This is not over! 

(Jeane screamed at the top of her lungs and could be heard all across the room)

Ginna: Shh! Keep quiet all the nurses are looking at you!

(Jeane became mute and was brooding incessantly)

Ginna: Go to bed. I will check up on you in the morning.

(Jeane entered her bed and cried herself to sleep)