Page 49 of Butterfly

“Christ, Ollie,” Seinfeld snapped. “He’ll be back when he’s back.”

Ollie nodded. “But could you be a little more specific?”

It had been four days since Teddy had attacked the new inmate, Keiron.

Keiron had two black eyes for propositioning Ollie and stayed as far from Ollie as he could.

“He said it was a joke,” Green muttered. “He didn’t actually mean anything by it.”

Jack snorted. “A joke? Like he wouldn’t say no to Ollie in the showers.”

Ollie raised a hand. “I am right here.”

Green high-fived him.

Jack continued. “All I’m saying is, he’s a lifer. Now you can really put the hours in to seduce one of the women prison officers, or you can pick a more feminine-looking guy than yourself and get down and dirty.”

“Again…” Ollie sighed. “I’m right fucking here, guys.”

“Unluckily for him, he didn’t realise our Ollie is taken,” Green said, before blowing Ollie a kiss across the pool table.

“And taken by the most terrifying man in here,” Jonesy muttered before taking his shot.

Ollie shook his head. “Teddy isn’t terrifying.”

“Tell that to Keiron, who is still seeing double,” Jonesy said. “Tell that to everyone on the wing. I’m not the only one that let a bit of wee out when Teddy jumped him.”

Green frowned. “I think you’re theonlyone that let wee out.”

Jack smirked. “And it wasn’t abit.”

“It was Niagara falls in your underwear,” Green added.

“Do you really want to take the piss out of me while I’m holding a pool cue?”

Green and Jack shared a smile, then Jack answered, “We don’t need totakeit when it’s free flowing from your scared little cock.”

“Right…” Jonesy swung the cue. Green and Jack managed to duck, but Ollie, not paying attention, didn’t.

The cue hit the side of his head with a smack that sounded worse than it was.

“You’re in for it now,” Jack said, checking Ollie’s hair.

Jonesy dropped the cue. “I…I barely touched him.”

Green stepped closer to inspect the damage too. “Oh, fuck there’s blood.”

“Shit, there is as well,” Jack said. “Christ, I think you hit an artery.”

“It’s spurting everywhere.”

Ollie rolled his eyes as Green and Jack crowded him, pawing over his head. When they backed up, smirking, Jonesy had vanished, and his cell door slammed shut as he no doubt barricaded himself inside.

“Too easy.” Green sighed.

“Teddy isn’t as scary as you all think he is,” Ollie whispered.

“I think we are the correct amount of wary of Teddy Saul.” Jack snorted. “We’re not pissing ourselves, but we don’t want to get on the wrong side of him either.”

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