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Teenage diary

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The Sarajevo days were getting shorter. Both because the sun was going down earlier, and because he'd not had his companion the last few nights, leaving Billy lots of time to think, alone in the dark.

The first morning after she hadn't shown up at night, he went straight to Emo, asking if his crewbie had heard from his little sister. The older guy had kind of shrugged off the question, and gently suggested that maybe she'd been detained in a way Billy himself might be familiar with. That was when it had dawned on him.

Several hours later, he'd come out of the admin office of Centralni Zatvor with a new job, and a bemused expression, straight on his way to his first shift. "You'd think they'd do background checks on their security guards." he muttered to himself, pleased that it wasn't the case. After passing through the guard security screening, he'd quickly been able to track down his girl.

The hours they spent together had flashed by faster than anything he could remember, at least in recent memory, and then he'd been told to clock out for the day, so he reluctantly left the bars and came out to look up at the stars with a long and heavy sigh. No one to bum a smoke from, even.

Slowly trudging his way back through the city to the hotel, he found a surprise waiting for him at the desk. A gift of some sort from Ana, a fancy notebook, wrapped in pretty paper with a note: "You can use it, friend!" He tucked it thoughtfully under his arm as he carried his takeaway up the stairs, then locked himself in the silent room to eat alone.

Not more than an hour later his was sitting on the bed, flipping through the blank pages of the journal, unsure what he should write. "This sucks..." he growled. Maybe just some doodles would be good enough for a start, he thought. Well, whatever came out, he'd be back to the prison tomorrow, and everything would be okay.

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