Bad Boys

CHAPTER ONE

THE SENTENCE

It was eleven am on a Monday morning and my head was killing me from the amount of beer I had drunk the night before. As I stood there in the dock looking over at this old cow of a magistrate whispering to the two blokes either side of her, I thought to myself you’ve blown it this time Ray this old cow is going to send you down. No more chances for you Ray this old cow is going to put you away. Just then the recorder, he’s the bloke that sits in front of the magistrate and advises her on what sentences she can hand out, stood up turned and faced the magistrate. After whispering something to her he turned and sat down again. The magistrate looked at me as she cleared her throat and said. Mr Hunter you have an appalling police record for a young man of your age you have been fined on a number of occasions and I see you have also been put on probation, but none of this has done you any good. In my opinion Mr Hunter you are a young man out of control and I think you need a short, sharp shock. So I have decided to send you to a detention centre for three months and let’s hope this will do you some good.

I looked at the magistrate and nodded my head. Thank you Mam.

I could see by the look on her face she wasn’t too pleased a common criminal talking back to her.

Take him away officer.

The copper standing next to me grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the stairs that lead down to the cells below.

Keep your mouth shut.

The two of us went down the stairs and the copper handed me over to the copper on cell duty.

One for you sir he shouted as he turned and walked back up the stairs. I was taken into an office in the middle of a row of cells woman’s to the right and men’s cells to the left. Once inside the office I was told to empty my pockets the copper then went round and sat down at his desk and wrote everything down that I took out of my pockets. Once he had done that he turned the sheet of paper around and handed me his pen

Sign there lad for your possessions.

While I was signing his sheet of paper the copper stood up and walked around to me. Right follow me.

Once we got to the second cell up he stopped and opened the cell door and then he turned and looked at me. Right Hunter in here.

As I walked into the cell the cell door banged shut behind me I stood there for a moment just looking around my cell and thinking to myself this is not exactly home from home. There was a toilet in one corner and a wooden bench six inches off the floor that was supposed to be the bed along the wall. I walked up and down the cell a few times thinking to myself, three months well that’s not so bad my solicitor had told me for what I was charged with the magistrate could have sent me to crown court where I would certainly have been sent to borstal. I think stealing a car was bad enough but trying to head butt the copper who pulled me over didn’t help so all in all I think I was fucking lucky.

Well I’ve got three months to do so I might as well settle down and get it done, and then another thing flashed through my mind as I walked up and down my cell, what about Pat. I had arranged to meet her at my place tonight, fucking hell I was on a sure thing with Pat tonight I would definitely have got my leg over tonight.

I had met Pat a few days ago in a pub in town and last night she had invited me over to her house. She had told me that her mother and father would be out for the night at their local pub so we would have the house to ourselves. Everything was going great we played about on the settee for a while and then we both decided to go up to Pat’s bedroom. I had just got Pat’s clothes off when we heard the front door open and then I heard Pat’s father say. Put the kettle on pet I’ll just shout up and see if our Pat wants a cup.

I looked at Pat as we both lay there completely naked and whispered. I thought you said they would be out all fucking night?

Pushing me off her while trying to get to her feet she whispered.

They were something must have happened for them to come back this early.

Just then we heard Pat’s father’s voice. Are you up there Pat?

We both panicked and then I grabbed Pat by the arm. Tell him your getting ready for bed you’ll be down in a few minutes.

Pat went to the bedroom door and shouted down what I had told her.

Ok pet your mothers making the tea so come down when you’re ready.

I stood there looking at Pat as she rushed round trying to find her dressing gown. Her breasts were bouncing all over her chest and as I stood there looking at her I could feel my erection coming back, at that moment I just wanted to throw Pat on the bed and finish what we had started. Pat found her dressing gown and was putting it on when she looked over at me and then down to my erection, Pat smiled and pointed to my erection and whispered. You can put that away big man and get your pant’s on, if my dad comes up here and catches us he’ll kill me and then he’ll kill you.

That was enough to bring me back to reality and I quickly got dressed, as I put my shoes on I whispered to Pat. How the fuck am I going to get out of here?

Pat gave a little nervous laugh and then led me over to her bedroom window, after opening it very slowly so it wouldn’t make a noise she looked at me and whispered. Drop down onto the kitchen roof, walk as quiet as you can over the roof my mothers in the kitchen making tea then drop down into the back yard. The back gate is never locked so you’ll have no trouble getting out, I’ll come to your place tomorrow night straight from work.

Pat smiled at me and then put her hand between my legs.

You can finish what you started tonight.

I climbed out of the window and lowered myself down onto the kitchen roof, but as I started to walk as quietly as I could over the kitchen roof I must have made some noise because the next thing I heard was Pat’s mother’s voice shouting to her husband. There’s someone on the kitchen roof Jack our bloody Pat’s had someone in her room.

Now it was time for me to really fucking panic if Pat’s old man got out into the back yard before I could get of that roof I knew I was a fucking dead man. I got of that roof as quick as I could and now I was in the back yard heading for the back gate, I thought to myself as I got to the back gate I hope this fucking back gate is always open like Pat said it would be. Behind me I could hear Pat’s old man’s voice shouting to his wife.

Where’s the fucking key to this back door?

I put my hand on the handle of the back gate and pressed down and pulled and the back gate opened. Thank fuck I thought to myself as I stepped out into the back lane and started running as fast as I could, I didn’t get very far when I heard this loud voice behind me.

If I get my hands on you lad I’ll rip your fucking head off.

I laughed and thought to myself as I ran down the back lane, I don’t know what he’s upset about it was me who never got my leg over but I thought it wise not to stop and discuss this with him, I had a feeling the man was a bit upset with me.

I was brought back to reality when my cell door opened and a copper stood in the door way with a plate in one hand and a mug of tea in the other.Here’s your dinner lad, I’ll bring you some company in a minute, there’s another lad just got himself detention we’re just sorting him out now and with that he slammed my cell door shut. I sat down on my wooden bed and looked at my cold egg and chips, the grease had set on the chips. I put them down on the bench next to me, even if they had been hot I still couldn’t have eat them I was too wound up to eat, the tea was hot so I sat there and drank some of the tea.

My cell door opened again and I heard the copper say In here lad.

As the lad walked into the cell the copper stepped into the door way and said to him, I’ll bring you some dinner in a minute.

I stood up and looked at the copper.

Is there any chance of one of my fags boss?

The copper looked at me and shook his head. I’ll see what I can do.

And then he slammed the cell door shut.

I turned and looked at the lad that had just come into the cell. Straight away I could see he was a half cast six feet and well built someone you would think twice about messing with. I could see just by looking at him that this was the first time he’d ever been locked up so I tried to make the lad feel at ease.

So what did you get your detention for mate?

He looked at me and in a quiet voice he told me his story, it seems he had worked at the fruit and vegetable market in Gateshead, his mates had been coming in a few times a week and he had been giving them a few extra boxes of fruit. His boss got suspicious and decided to set a trap. A couple of days later he got caught red handed loading extra boxes onto his mates van, his boss called the coppers but while they were waiting for the coppers his mates fucked off in their van, as he wouldn’t tell the coppers who the other lads were he got done for the lot. The lad shook his head and laughed. I got three months detention and those so called mates of mine are free as birds. Never mind mate three months is fuck all it’ll soon pass and then when you get out you can give those so called mates of yours a slap.

Just then the cell door opened again and the copper walked in, after handing me one of my fags he took his lighter out of his pocket and lit it. I took my fag and then thanked him he put his lighter back in his pocket and then said to me.

Look lad there’s no smoking where you’re going and you’ve got two cigarettes left in your box so you might as well smoke them before you leave here, I’ll bring them along later.

I looked at the copper and smiled. You’re not such a bad bloke for being a copper.

The copper looked at me smiled and shook his head as he slammed the cell door shut.

I sat back down on the wooden bed, and like me the other lad hadn’t touched his food.

Are you not hungry mate? I asked him.

He shook his head. I couldn’t eat a thing I’m too wound up I’ll just drink this tea.

I offered him a draw of my fag; but he put his hands up and shook his head. No thanks I don’t smoke.

I sat back against the cell wall and finished my fag, and then my thoughts returned to Pat. Pat would be going to my place tonight and I’ll be stuck in some fucking shit whole of a detention centre, what a fucking shame that girl had a great pair of tits, still I’m only doing three months not three fucking year I’ll see her when I get out. But saying that I don’t think Pat is the waiting kind if I’m not there tonight someone else will be in her knickers, still I can’t start worrying about things like that I’ve got some time to do.

My cell mate had just been sitting quiet when all of a sudden he said. What’s this place like they’re sending us to?

I looked at him and shook my head. "Your guess is as good as mine the only thing I know about the place is it’s supposed to be the toughest in the country.

One of my mates has just finished three months there, he said it was fucking rough the screws are supposed to be right bastards. He said they don’t wear ordinary clothes like other places they wear uniforms and that’s as much as I know about the place. Still we’ll be up there soon and then we’ll be able to find out for ourselves. Anyway who gives a fuck we’re only there for three months.

Just then the cell door opened and the copper walked in.

Plates and mugs lads.

As we handed him the plates and the two mugs he looked at the plates and smiled. Not hungry lads?

I looked at the copper and smiled. "I couldn’t eat that shit I’m too excited about going to my new home for the next three months, by the way any chance of my last two fags.

The copper shook his head. "Ok I’ll bring them up shortly you might as well smoke them now there’s no smoking where you’re going. Anyway the magistrate has just sentenced another lad to three months detention so when I bring him up to join you two I’ll bring your last two cigarettes with me

I smiled at the copper. Thanks boss you are a gentleman.

The copper shook his head again.

You can cut the bull shit out Hunter.

I smiled at the copper as he slammed the cell door shut, and then I turned to the other lad in the cell.

Well it looks like they’ll be three of us going to detention anyway what’s your name, mines Ray, Ray Hunter.

The lad smiled. Its Mohammad Cushy but everyone calls me Cushy.

Ok then Cushy it is.

What seemed like ten minutes later the cell door opened and the copper stood in the door way with my two fags in his hand, as he passed them over he asked.

I suppose you want a light as well?

I smiled at the copper. That would be a big help boss.

I lit one of my fags and put the other one behind my ear and then I smiled at the copper. Thanks boss.

The copper shook his head and then he moved back out of the door way and I heard him say.

In you go lad and join the others

And then the copper slammed the cell door shut again.

I looked at the kid that had just come into the cell and started laughing.

What the fucking hell are you doing here I thought you said you weren’t up in court till next week?

The lad standing in front of me was my best mate Jeff Thompson. Jeff and me had been mates since we were kids.

I took the fag from behind my ear and offered it to Jeff he took it and I gave him a light from my fag.

So what the fuck are you doing here today? I asked in surprise.

Jeff shook his head. Well I was out with our Billy last night having a drink you Ray were out with that fucking bird from Gateshead by the way did you get your leg over?

I shook my head. No her fucking old man came home early I had to scarper.

Hard luck Ray, anyway after I left our Billy I went to the fish shop and got myself a bag of chips and then I went home. I had just finished my chip when there was a knock on the front door I knew it had to be trouble no one knocks at our front door everyone knows we all use the back door except coppers. Anyway I answered the front door it was two coppers they said there had been a mix up with the court dates and we were in court today instead of next week. then Jeff shook his head as he started to walk up and down the cell. I don’t want to be here Ray I had a nice little warehouse job for tonight.

I stood up and threw my fag end into the toilet.

So how the fuck did you manage to get three months detention?

Jeff looked at me as he took a draw of his fag. I told you about it a few weeks ago Ray; you were in Manchester delivering a van load of fags to Benny the fence. me and our Billy were in a pub on Elswick Rd. Billy was in the bar I was in the room selling some gold rings to some bloke I knew. I heard a fight start in the bar so I went to see what was going on it was only our fucking Billy fighting with some fucking Irishman. I grabbed a chair and smashed it over the Irishman’s back he went down like a bag of shit. Then the fucking blokes mates decided to kick the shit out of Billy and me. In the mean time the landlord had called the coppers and Billy and me got arrested, the other lot fucked off before the coppers got there. Now this is the best bit the both of us were in court today our Billy gets a sixty pound fine and bound over to keep the peace for twelve months. Where as I get three fucking month detention. That fucking cow of a magistrate upstairs said I need a short, sharp, shock, and by fuck she give me one. I tell you what Ray I’m fucking sick, that warehouse job I had on tonight would have put a good few quid in my pocket. Jeff laughed. With that money in my pocket I could have fucked that bird of yours and showed her a good time while you were away.

I looked at Jeff and shook my head. I bet you would have as well you bastard. and then we both start laughing.

So what about you Ray I thought you would have got a fine here today?

I shook my head. No fucking chance that cow upstairs said the same thing to me, I need a short, sharp, shock, still what the hell it’s only three fucking months.

Jeff looked down at Cushy still sitting on the bench.

Did you get detention as well mate you look a bit pissed off there?

Cushy looked at Jeff Three months the same as you two.

Jeff shook his head. Was this your first time in court?

No second the first time I got done for stealing my old man’s van and having a load of knocked of T shirts in the van.

Jeff shook his head. How the fuck did you get done for stealing your old man’s van he didn’t drop you in it did he?

Well that’s another story, you see what happened was my mate and me pulled these two girls and after a few drinks the girls told us they had their own flat in Blyth, and if we were to go down to Blyth the following night we would be sure of getting our leg over. My old man was in bed with a heavy cold so I knew he wouldn’t be using the van so I decided to borrow it. The van was kept in a small warehouse not far from where we live, but what I didn’t know was that my old man’s brother had been using the van that day and the back of the van was full of stolen T shirts ready to be delivered the following day. But on the way down to Blyth the coppers pulled me over and when the bastards searched the van they found the T shirts. I had to tell the coppers the T shirts were mine otherwise the coppers were going to arrest my old man. When I went to court I got a fine and put on probation for twelve months.

Fuck me that was a bit of bad luck mate, so I take it you didn’t get your leg over?

Cushy laughed thinking the whole thing was hilarious.

No but my old man kicked the shit out of me.

So what happened about that fucking uncle of yours then?

I asked.

Well he kicked the shit out of me first for losing his T shirts, then he paid my fine so I wouldn’t tell the old man the T shirts were his.

Jeff shook his head and looked at me.

Just then the cell door opened and the copper came in. Ok lads lets be having you your taxi is here to take you to your new holiday camp.

The three of us were taken upstairs to where the desk sergeant stood waiting for us; this bloke was a big bastard.

You lad The sergeant looked at me; I smiled at him and pointed my finger at myself.

Yes you lad get over here it’s time to put your handcuffs on we can’t have you running away now can we.

As I walked over to the sergeant I said. Fucking smart arse. quietly to myself but this fucker must have heard me, he grabbed my right arm and put one half of the handcuffs on me.

Now I’m going to put the other half of these handcuffs on that officer over there so if you do decide to run away you’ll have to take that officer with you, now do you still think I’m a fucking smart arse, now stand over there with that officer and keep your fucking mouth shut.

The sergeant then turned to Jeff and Cushy. Right you two get over here.

The sergeant handcuffed Jeff and Cushy and then we were lead out to a waiting police van, once inside the van I looked over at Jeff. That sergeant was a bit of a twat. I said quietly.

The copper handcuffed to me said. He used to be, that sergeant was in Special Forces during the war he has a bucket full of medals for bravery, when he first joined the police he was a right handful, now he’s quiet to what he used to be when he was on the beat, now let’s here no more about that sergeant.

I looked at the copper as he lit a fag.

Any chance of a fag boss once we get to that detention centre we won’t get a smoke for the next three months one last smoke would be good boss.

The copper looked at us. Do you all smoke?

Just me and Jeff boss Cushy doesn’t smoke.

The copper took out his fag packet and opened it.

I’ve only got two and I’ll need one for on the way back so you’ll have to share this one.

This would be my last smoke for the next three months so I was going to enjoy my half, I sat back on the wooden bench and thanked the copper for the fag, As I sat there enjoying my half of the fag I looked at the copper and thought, not all coppers are twats there are some decent ones. I past Jeff his half of the fag and then I asked the copper if he knew anything about the detention centre we were going to, the copper shook his head.

Not really I’ve taken quite a few lads up there but as far as we get is reception but I have heard it’s supposed to be the toughest one in the country. It’s based on the army way of life It has a proper army assault course, and everywhere you go you march, so by the time you three are ready to come out you’ll be super fit, anyway we’re just about there now so you can find out for yourself.

The van had left the main road and was heading down a narrow drive. As I looked out of the back windows of the van I could see houses on both sides of the drive, I thought to myself these must be the screws houses.

As the van came to a halt the copper who was handcuffed to me put his helmet on and then I heard the other copper who had been driving the van get out. I didn’t show it but I was getting a bit nervous now my heart was starting to beat faster I wasn’t scared of anything it was just not knowing what to expect. I heard the copper who had been driving the van shout to the screw who was on gate duty.

Three for you sir and then the back doors of the van opened and the copper shouted. Right lads lets have you.

The copper lead us around the side of the van and then through an iron gate, we walked over the path to a door marked Reception. As we walked into reception there was a screw sitting at a desk, he stood up and looked at the three of us. Stand over there and keep your mouths shut he yelled, he turned to the copper who had been driving the van.

Let’s have your paper work for the three prisoners and then you can take the cuffs off them.

I think the copper who was handcuffed to me was relieved when the other copper took the cuffs off. As the two coppers went back to the desk to pick up their paperwork the screw sitting at the desk handed them the paperwork and then looked over at the screw that had just come into reception.

Would you show these officers out please Mr Bishop? and then he turned to us.

My name is Mr Scott or Sir and nothing else but as time goes on you will find lots of nasty names to call me but never let me hear them understood, now when I call your name move to the front of my desk.

Cushy was the first one of us to be called, in the mean time the screw that had shown the two coppers out had returned. He glared at me as he slowly walked past me and I thought to myself as he walked past this fuckers looking for trouble and I instantly knew that him and me were never going to get on. As he walked past me I looked to my front again and I heard the screw at the desk say to Cushy.

Full name and sentence and for how long?

Before Cushy could say a word I felt a hard slap to the back of my head and a voice shout. Get your hands out of your pockets lad where do you think you are.

The bastard screw that had past me a