Tough guy
Author: Bobby
last update2025-11-11 23:15:32

Cole had thought he was prepared for prison, for the chaos and brutality that came with being locked among hardened criminals. But nothing, not his strategic mind, not his experience in the underworld could have fully prepared him for the reality of surviving day-to-day in this cage of steel and malice.

The first incident came on the very first day after he was placed in the general population. The cellmates he had tried to size up the scarred man, the tattooed giant, and a wiry man with a permanent sneer, had decided to test him immediately.

“So, newbie,” the scarred man, who went by the name Vance, growled, leaning close to Cole’s face. “You talk big, sit in your corner, but let’s see how brave you are when the world hits back.”

Before Cole could respond, the wiry man, named Ricky “Fangs” Malone, pushed him roughly against the wall. Shane, the tall one he had briefly met, tried to step in, but Cole gestured for him to hold back. He knew confrontation in the first hours could determi
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    The night felt colder than usual.Cole sat inside Mendes’ hidden safehouse — a dim, concrete-walled room lit only by a single lamp and the glow of the laptop in front of him. Shane, Jax, Slim, Trey, and Mendes gathered around the table, watching Cole scroll through surveillance photos and recordings that Eden’s men had gathered over the last few days.Pictures of Trojan.Pictures of Blake Morgan.Pictures of them smiling beside Uzumaki like two eager disciples.Cole stared at one photo longer than the rest — Trojan and Uzumaki shaking hands.Mendes cleared his throat.Mendes:“Cole… you haven’t said a word in ten minutes.”Cole didn’t look up.Cole:“I’m studying them.”Shane raised a brow.Shane:“Studying who? Trojan? Blake? Or Uzumaki?”Cole finally leaned back in his chair, eyes cold.Cole:“All of them. I need to understand why Uzumaki picked those two… out of everyone in this city.”Slim crossed his arms.Slim:“Because they’re snakes?”Cole shook his head.Cole:“No. Because th

  • Return to a world on fire

    The courtroom smelled of old wood and tension. Cole stood tall, though his ribs still ached from weeks of surviving inside that hellhole. His lawyer, Mr. Wyatt, adjusted his glasses and leaned close.Mr. Wyatt:“Just breathe. The arguments went well today. I’m confident the judge will finally grant bail.”Cole nodded slowly, jaw tight.He wasn’t afraid of prison.He was afraid of what Uzumaki was building outside of it.The judge returned to the bench, flipping through papers with the calmness of a man whose decisions controlled lives.Judge Garland:“After reviewing the new evidence presented by the defense… bail is hereby granted to Cole Brady.”Cole’s chest tightened — relief, pain, disbelief all tangled at once.He was getting out.For the first time in weeks, oxygen felt real.Mr. Wyatt gave him a small smile.Mr. Wyatt:“You’re going home, Cole.”Cole almost didn’t believe it until the handcuffs were unlocked. Until the guard simply said:Guard:“You’re free.”THE OUTSIDE HITS H

  • Pressure rising

    The guards finally broke up the chaos, shoving inmates to the dirt, barking orders that barely cut through the roar still buzzing in Cole’s ears. When the dust settled, Razor and his crew blended back into the crowd like nothing had happened. No cuts, no bruises, no punishment, just the same cold confidence that said they owned the place.Cole was escorted back toward the cell blocks with Trey, Slim, and Jax. None of them spoke at first. Their breaths were ragged, their clothes dusty, and their eyes sharp from adrenaline.But Cole felt something heavier than pain building in his chest — a terrible, gnawing realization:He was running out of time.⸻IN THE CELLBLOCKWhen the guards finally shoved them inside their cells, Cole leaned against the wall for support. His hands trembled. His heartbeat still thudded too hard.Trey sat on the lower bunk and winced, holding his ribs.Trey:“You saw the way they moved, right? They weren’t trying to intimidate you. They were trying to end you.”C

  • Tue Yard Erupts

    The air tightened with tension so thick it felt like a physical weight pressing down on Cole’s chest.Razor stood three feet away, shoulders squared, chin lifted with that slow, cruel confidence only someone who lived through chaos could wear. Behind him, the rest of the yard was still loud with the staged fight, shouting, guards running, whistles blowing but it all sounded distant now.For Cole, the world narrowed to Razor’s eyes.THE WORDS THAT SHIFTED EVERYTHINGRazor took one slow step closer, invading Cole’s space.Razor (low, icy):“You know the problem with you? You walk around like you still got choices in here.”Cole clenched his jaw.His pulse hammered against his throat.Cole:“I didn’t bother you. I didn’t disrespect you. Why come after me?”Razor chuckled.A deep, chilling sound.Razor:“Because I was told to. And I don’t say no to the kind of people who asked.”Cole’s stomach dropped.Cole:“…Uzumaki.”Razor raised a brow, impressed.Razor:“You’re smarter than you look.

  • Survive the night

    The night before everything went wrong, the prison felt unusually quiet.Cole didn’t know it yet, but somewhere in the shadows, a storm was gathering.In the far corner of Block C, behind the old laundry room where the cameras barely reached, three inmates gathered.Razor, the scar-eyed inmate who’d hated Cole since his first week, sat on a crate, tapping a metal spoon against his palm.Behind him stood Brick and Mace, two of the biggest troublemakers in the block.Razor leaned forward, his voice low and cold.Razor:“You boys heard the news? Pretty boy Cole’s supposed to get bail next week.”Brick scoffed.Brick:“Man walks around like he’s blessed or something. As if the system’s just gonna open the doors for him.”Mace cracked his knuckles.Mace:“What’s the plan? We ruin his day?”Razor’s lips curled — not into a smile, but something colder.Razor:“Oh, we do more than ruin it. We end it. Right here. Before he gets the chance to walk free.”Brick hesitated.Brick:“You sure about

  • The final week i hell

    The last week before Cole’s hearing arrived like a slow-moving storm, quiet on the surface, but thick with tension. Every inmate seemed to know something was about to happen. Cole could feel eyes lingering on him longer than usual, whispers dying the moment he walked into a room, and the air in the cafeteria tightening whenever he sat down.But Cole, bruised, hardened, and mentally sharpened by months of survival didn’t realize the danger closing in around him.Not yet.In the darkest corner of the prison yard, behind the old bleachers where the guards rarely checked, Brick, Razor, Scorpio, and three others Fang, O’Riley, and Tito, circled up.Brick cracked his knuckles.“Brady’s gettin’ out next week,” he said with a low growl. “We can’t let that happen. Man’s been disrespectin’ us since day one.”Razor spat on the ground.“He made us look weak, Brick. Weak. The cafeteria fight? Everyone’s sayin’ Brady and his boys took us out. If he walks outta here alive, our rep dies with him.”Sc

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