Vincent laid on a mattress that was 3 inches thick and stared at the drab dilapidated floor. The width to the window in his cell seemed to be as thick as the mattress. There was very little light shining through the window illuminating the walls that were only 8 feet apart. Vinny had the cell all to himself and he liked it that way. He had heard a lot of stories about jail and was a little nervous about getting a cell mate. It was so cold in his cell that he had to place socks over his arms. He dreaded knowing that eventually he would have to use the toilet in his cell. The toilet was made of icy cold stainless steel and was missing it's toilet seat. Actually it looked as though when it was designed it never was supposed to have a seat.
To make matters worse the guards were already bullying him around. When they would serve him his meals through the door's slot they would push the trays right onto the floor. They wouldn't even give him a styrofoam cup for water like the others got. Vincent had to use an empty milk container to drink his water out of. He yearned for a book but all he found was a King James Bible.
Vincent was nestled up in the corner of the bottom bunk reading the Bible when he heard the clanking of keys outside of his cell door. Was it finally over? Did he make bail? The guard grinned as he motioned him to come to the door and cuff up.
"You're getting a celly." He laughed," He's a crazy one!"
Oh no! This couldn't be happening! Vinny felt a sudden pang of trepidation surge through his chest.
"I don't want a celly! Take him back!"
Both guards burst out in laughter and opened his cell door. As soon as Vinny saw his cell mate his heart rate went back to normal. The guards were right. He did look crazy but he was certainly not a threat. The guards uncuffed both of them through the door and then walked away whistling like they knew some kind of secret.
Vincent's new cellmate tossed his bed roll onto the top bunk and then extended his right arm for a hand shake.
"The name's Drake but people call me Shaggy."
"Do you mean like from Scooby Doo?" Asked Vinny. Drake looked exactly like Shaggy from the cartoon Scooby Doo. He was tall,thin,wiry, and had a whole mop of umber hair on his head.
"Yeah, That's how I got the nickname." Replied Drake Vincent didn't feel threatened at all by Drake but rather it seemed vice versa. Drake's hands often shook and his voice was timid. He often choked on his words when he talked. He definitely didn't look like the type that would end up in jail. His body language made it obvious that he felt inferior to Vinny.
"Is this your first time locked up?" Asked Vinny " Yeah, you want to know why I'm here?"
"I didn't ask that." Replied Vince.
"Well I may as well tell you. The whole world already seems to know about it."
Vincent really didn't want to know why Shaggy was in jail because then he would probably want to know why he was in jail. It didn't matter because it looked like Shaggy was going to tell him whether he wanted to know or not.
"Well if you insist." He said showing very little interest.
"I tried to blow up the penis doctor."
Now Shaggy did suddenly have his attention. " You did what?"
"I tried to stop a very bad doctor from ever operating again."
"Why? Did he mess up some kind of circumcision?" " No, I had a phalloplasty surgery done to me AKA a penile enlargement surgery. He messed me up really bad so I mailed him a bomb."
"Gosh, I can't blame you there. I think I'd do the same thing. Did it go off?"
"No, I called the police just hours after I mailed it and they safely defused it."
"Why didn't you just sue?"
"I can't because before the surgery I signed a waiver." " Was it a real bomb?"
"Yes, but a very small one. My lawyer says it was equivalent to an M-80 firecracker. Not strong enough to kill,but probably would've damaged his fingers."
"That's a wild story. You must be in a lot of pain." " Let's just say that I'm very prone to infections. It's imperative that I shower daily to avoid these infections and this place only lets me shower 3 times a week." He said angrily.
Drake continued to babble for the next hour or so about his women problems while Vinny listened intently. Being stuck in a cell with Shaggy seemed to cheer him up just a little bit. But he missed Cindy and couldn't bare being away from her. It had to end soon, it just had to. Soon everything would go back to normal. Unfortunately for now that wasn't the case.