Axton's POVI don't know if it's just my feelings, but the people in this prison are starting to show too much respect. Like at breakfast, one of the people famous for being very rich in this prison comes with a gift that he deliberately ordered through prison officials.The parcel is excellent food and cigarettes. All members of G28 certainly joyfully welcomed the gift from the man in D16. Unfortunately, I didn't. I suspect he's like that just because something is up."Axton, how long do you want to be quiet and not enjoy this burger and pizza and spaghetti and cigarettes?" asked Jeremy.I looked at all the members of G28 sitting in a circle and enjoying the food while a blessing, "I'm too old to eat all that. After all, I want to live a healthy life now.""Damn! I got offended. I'm fifty years old and enjoying this is like enjoying poison ready to kill me! Take it easy, Axton, you don't have to think about why he gave you this. Yeah, even though we all know he'll want that so you can
Robert's POV"Can you watch your way! This is the second time your hand has touched mine! You think these gunshots don't hurt?!"I protested to Monti. Since we stepped out of the clinic, he's been making strange movements with both hands. As a result, my bandaged arm became the victim. I don't know if it's intentional, but this sucks. These gunshot wounds feel sore and sore!"I'm sorry, Robert! I really didn't mean to!" he said with a chuckle. He tried to put his arm around me, but I stepped forward quickly.An officer from the front gave me an amiable smile. This is the first time I've been here for almost a month."Damn! Her smile is so cute! It's very strange to see them smiling broadly at us, do you feel the same?" asked Monty.I nodded slowly and said, "Yes, you are right. It's so unusual, and I find it a little creepy.""What Axton did was really great. You should immediately listen to every story from him."Yes, I really can't wait to get to the cell. All the pain in my arm was
Robert's POVAll eyes in the cell looked at me. They have happy lines on their faces, especially Monti. Monti might be glad to see me back without any flaws and wounds."Roberts! You're back!" shouted Tony. When the cell door opened, he immediately grabbed my hand and hugged me tightly.His grip on my arm made my eyes widen. Maybe he forgot that I had just recovered from Theodore's shooting."Ugh!""Ah! Forgive me!" shouted Tony. He released his grip, and if I didn't moan, maybe Tony wouldn't care about this wound on my arm."Yeah, it's okay. I hope you don't forget my wounds again, Tony. Thank you for the warm welcome."My eyes accidentally went straight to Axton, standing with a big smile on my face. A beautiful thing that warms my heart.Maybe I'm too much by some people, but the reality that I see now is that Axton is like a father figure to me."Good to see you again, young man! How are you?" asked Axton. I was so happy to hear that question I became embarrassed."Okay, it's just
Robert's POV"So, what about the things that happened during these two days? I heard a lot has changed because of you, sir…."I broke the silence by daring to ask Axton about this, and I didn't want to delay my curiosity that had been pressing for answers regarding the changes that had taken place in Rebibbia prison."You and Monti must really be educated after your wounds heal, you can't be young people who don't have a clear direction and purpose."Axton's sentence invites a question from me, what does it mean?"Destination? Direction? But, our aim and direction are clearly in this prison. What else should we think, sir? What's more, I still need nine years and eleven months and ten days to get out of here. Even then, I don't know whether I can last that long or not," I said spontaneously. Although honestly, I've known Axton for almost a month, this is the first time I've dared to refute his sentence with a theoretical statement."That's what you should think about, Robert. Ten years
Axton's POVI don't know if it's just me or if it's true that Robert looks different. What's wrong with telling the truth? He is indeed too kind, and that is the biggest taboo in the dictionary of a mafia.Yes, I am no longer a mafia, but at least I am a former mafia feared by many people. So leaving advice for a weak child like Robert is a perfect thing. I feel sorry for him.Was he angry because he was considered too weak?Whatever.Even so, I still thank Robert. Thanks to him, I could feel what it was like to be a father again. The worry and anxiety I always thought of for Miley always came when I saw her."Are you done?"Monti came over to me, his always cheerful face looking like a criminal. But, I don't know, sometimes a criminal comes from beginnings like Monti, and it's proven true. He's a thief."Yeah, your friend is resting. Looks like he's sleeping," I said casually.Monti looked up at Robert's bed, then nodded and said, "Yeah, you're right. He's fast asleep, his head turned
Axton's POVI was still standing staring at Dylan's writing. My mind is trying to guess, but it's hard to find a good reason."Hey, sit down, tell us the contents of the message Dylan left," Tony chimed in one more time.I turned my eyes to all the members of G28, who looked up like they were waiting for a comedian to make a funny joke. I shook my head and said, "Nothing, just a message asking me to meet tomorrow.""Tomorrow? This is very interesting. Listen to me, we don't mean to lecture you or interfere, but it looks like he wants to talk about what we talked about earlier," Tony said. Everyone seemed to nod while agreeing with the sentence this man with a thin mustache said.I shrugged and said, "Yeah, we'll see how tomorrow goes."I left them and walked back to Monti, whose face looked confused and curious."What's the matter, sir?" asked Monty."Nothing, Dylan asked me to meet tomorrow in the backyard. Where did our conversation go?"Monti frowned. He looked at me sharply and sai
Robert's POV"Roberts?! Psst! Robert!"The sound disturbed my deep sleep. Then, finally, I had to open my eyes to see who had been chirping my name.I shifted my body to the left and found that Monti had an angry face."What? Why did you wake me up?" I asked, annoyed."I don't want you to die of starvation, you should thank me and not be angry like a woman on her period! Hurry up, get up, it's time for dinner," said Monti while holding the end of the stairs on my bed, he seemed to want to go up and force me down.I immediately said hastily, "Yeah, okay, I can do it myself. Just wait there! You don't have to come up here, Monti."Slowly my hand reached for the side of the bed. For some reason, this body felt very easy to move, but now it felt like solid roots planted."Can you do it? Don't hesitate to accept my help; you're too stiff, Robert!" Monti exclaimed, his tone entirely underestimating my strength."Shut up, I know what I'm going to do. You don't need to be my guardian angel, I'
Axton's POV What will you do when the opportunity for revenge lies before your eyes? I would take the opportunity without hesitation if the question were aimed at me. What was I thinking to be able to ask this question? Hmm… Let's rewind what happened between Dylan and me in that brief conversation. |Flashback ON| "Axton, there's something I want to talk to you about." I averted my arms that were covering my eyes. Rudy stood looking at me expectantly. "Who?" I asked. "Dylan, he's out front, waiting for you," said Rudy. Wait. What happened to this prison? I'm apathetic, but as far as I know, he's not on the same floor with us. Even though it's dinner time, is it okay for the inmates to roam freely like this? But that's not important. Instead, I became increasingly curious about what he wanted to tell me, which seemed important. "Okay thanks." I got up from my bed and headed straight for the cell door. But, don't forget, I also patted Rudy's shoulder as a sign of intimacy