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Chapter2
The first night in juvie was the worst. My brothers paid some people to beat me up because what they had done the night before wasn't enough. I have a split lip and 2 cracked ribs along with two black eyes and bruised kidneys. The guards were present and filmed the beating I'm guessing to show my oh so lovely family the finished product. I'm currently sitting in the doctor's office in juvie who is concerned about my state. He is trying to convince me to tell him what happened or to report it to the guards. I'm not stupid, I know if I report it I will get much worse. I'm sure my oh-so-lovely family made sure of that. I have to be admitted to the hospital wing as I am peeing blood and need to have my kidneys monitored. While he is doing paperwork to get that handled the guard from yesterday walks into the office with a woman who looks to be in her early 30's. I watch them to see what they are going to do.
"Hi I'm Jenny Murphy and you met Greg yesterday," says the woman. I just stare at her. "Right well Greg told me about what happened yesterday and asked me to come and talk to you. I want to hear your story of what happened with your mother" Jenny said. "What's it matter I'm here now" I replied. Jenny looked at Greg and it was like they were talking to each other without having a conversation. I don't trust any one of them. I will just keep my head down and do the time. "Look, Matilda, we want to help. Someone beat you while the guards did nothing last night. I heard the girls bragging about it and that's how they were getting out. You need someone in your corner. Let us help you" Greg said. I shook my head. Just then the doctor told me he wasn't able to send me to the hospital but I was being put in segregation for faking my injuries and being put on a mental health hold. What that all meant I didn't know but I guess I was about to find out.
A guard came into the room grabbing me by my hair and dragging me out of the room. It hurt like a bitch but I wasn't going to make the mistake of making a noise. I just kept repeating to myself one day at a time, one day at a time. I was thrown into a cell that had a metal slab and a toilet in the room. In the corner was a camera and if I walked 5 steps I would smack into the wall. The door was slammed and I was left alone. A few hours passed with me just sitting on the metal slab which was my bed before someone shoved food into the room through the hole in the door. "You have 10 minutes to eat before you get your hour in the yard," a voice said. I ate the stuff they called food and just waited. A while later the door opened and I was dragged again to what looked like a shared bathroom. I was handed a bag of three sets of "prison attire" which consisted of a green shirt, green track pants, white bra, socks underwear and a green jumper. There was also a toothbrush, toothpaste, shampoo, conditioner and soap. "You have 10 minutes to shower," the guard said before walking out.
I showered and changed and then the guard came back in grabbing my arm and dragging me into another room throwing me in "Don't lose your bag" he said. There were a few other girls in here all using the pay phones or getting stuff from the vending machines. Some girls were working out on the gym equipment and some were watching TV. I stood there not knowing what to do. A pretty brunette girl walks over to me. "Hey, newbie you're the girl they held down last night and beat up. What are you doing in segro?" She said. "Ummm I was thrown in here for causing trouble" I answered. "You've got to be fucken kidding, fucken pricks," she said. I flinched because I thought she was going to beat me too. Trust no one. "What's your name?" She asked. "Matilda" I answered, "what's yours?". "I'm Jackie, girl you got dollars on your head. People are out to get you, you need to learn to fight otherwise you won't survive. The screws in here if paid enough look the other way and I'm guessing someone is paying big if you ended up in Segro and not Beth the chick who beat you" Jackie said. I just nodded, I knew my family would pay them to look the other way.
Jackie and I continued to talk for a bit and she agreed that she would help me learn to fight during the hour time I get out of my cell each day. She is in segro for 3 weeks for being caught smoking. Once the hour was up the guards cleared everyone out and escorted them back to their cells while I was dragged by my hair again and thrown in my room. I could hear Jackie screaming at the guard or screw as she called them to let me go but the guard threatened her with extra segro time if she didn't keep her mouth shut. For the next 23 hours, I was locked in my cell and given food through my door. That hour a day out Jackie taught me to fight. For three weeks she trained me. Then she was back in regular population while I remained in Segro being abused by the guards daily. Some days I didn't even get any food but I kept my head down. The hour a day out I would train just like Jackie taught me. It had been 90 days in segro, three fucken months of being locked in a cell the size of a matchbox 23 hours a day.