KEEGANS POV
Emptiness. That is all I feel. Towards myself, towards Javier. What he allowed that man to do to me today was humiliating, because now I no longer wish I was alive in his hell hole. The prison block cell doors open, a sign of Work Time. I quickly stand up, leaving before Javier could say anything to me or touch me. My head stays down as I head towards my work area- the kitchen. I help make the food.
My heart beats faster when Russo grabs my elbow, pushing me into the male shower rooms. "Don't touch me." I sob, trying to take my arm out of his but he doesn't even budge. I scream when he throws me in the showers, and turning on the knob. Hot water covers my body, and I decide to continue to stand there. Letting the water soak my hair and my clothes, secretly hoping it'll also wash away the mans semen and his hand prints and DNA. I crack open my eyes and see Russo standing there with another cigarette lit between his lips. "Take off your clothes, wash yourself." He tells me, turning around and letting me have my privacy.
I do as told, pulling off my soaked clothes until i am butt naked, letting the water wash me. Suddenly the door opens and Russo gives a smile to the person. "Thanks, bro." He bro hugs the dude, I step further into the shower to hide myself from the other man although he could see me in the mirror. The door opens and closes again, now it's just us two. "Got you some new clothes." He states, putting them on top of the hand dryer. The droplets hide my tears.
Once I feel clean enough, I turn off the showers and head towards the clean clothes he laid out for me. He watches me carefully as I dress myself. Sev left bruises on my thighs, literally looks like his fingers engraved in my skin. He notices that. He crushes his final cigarette and steps forward to me. I don't have to power to look up at him so I look down at his shoes. Blinking slowly. He keeps stepping closer until his nose is against my neck, his hands find mine and he holds them tightly. His mouth ends up by my ear and he breaths lightly against them.
"I-" Before he could say something the door opens and we both hear someones light pitter patter feet. He pulls away and looks who it is, his eyes widen and he quickly turns towards me, running his hand through his hair. He looks at me, "Keegan, I'm so sorry." As soon those words leave him, another boy stands right next to me.
Blond short hair, he's a bit taller than me and more built. A knowing look is on his face, and he keeps looking at Russo. "Hey ya big boy..." He smirks, my eyes widen and I look at Russo. Russo looks at him. "I came back for you." The boy says, stepping closer to him, wrapping his arm around his shoulder and pressing his nasty lips against Russo's cheek.
Russo pulls away, grabbing my hand and pulling me away, I look back at the boy who looks surprised at me but he follows us. He keeps following us until we are in the cafeteria, Russo sits at our usual table with his boys. He sits me on his lap per usual, and this time it's quiet. "He arrived last night in your jail cell." One of his guys say, they worrying a quick glance at me. That boy is obviously an ex or someone who he slept with in here. Like me. What he's to me right now. Russo nods his head, his arm tightening around my waist.
I try to get up but he looks at me, panicked.

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The Jailbird | ✔️
Short StoryA short story about a man named Keegan who finds a jailbird to keep him safe while he serves his sentence. Of course, there's always a price. - Novice writer so don't have high expectations with this book!! thank you!!