separate ways | enzo x reader

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I was just waking up by the time we arrived at yet another prison.

Before they took me out ,another guard had come in before to place handcuffs on my hands and legs, i was still out of it so i don't know if it was just me or if the guard really was gentle when putting them on me - or if he was just more light handed than the previous guards, but either way, he was gone once i was escorted inside the prison, none of them where as nicer with their actions as the other guard was, and none of them had vibrant blue eyes as the other did, even in the dark they shill sone out.

Walking through the prison was like being a display in a freak circus, and the fact i was still in my limited cloths didn't help either. Shouts and whistles where coming in at every direction, all sloppy men dribbling at my entrance, it was humiliating and made my stomach churn.

"Oh my god" i whispered under my breath,as we walked even further i caught sight of Hopper on a higher level than me being took to a cell. 

I knew it was risky but i had to try and get his attention. I didn't even think twice before shouting out his name, it was too much for me to see him, especially see him still being alive.

"Hopper!"i yelled trying to move away from the other guard's taking me to wherever.

None of them liked the idea of my rising voice and i was dragged back into the formation before, but not without trying to see Hopper again.

"Hopper!" this time he turned around with wide eyes, but before he could do anything he was shoved into his cell by another guard who stood in front of the cell door- they wouldn't even let him see what was happening, maybe it was for the best, if Hopper saw what was going on he would just cause more trouble for himself, i didn't want him to go through anything as horrible as i had all because i couldn't shut up .

I was met with a guard gripping my hair at the back and pulling me down to hear his voice clearly.

"Stay in line malen'kiy amerikanets (little American) you don't want your other American friend to see you die so soon do you" he said mockingly into my ear as i shrivelled from the feel of his sickening breath on my ear.

I didn't say anything els after but followed the guards in front of me just trying to get this day over with and without being murdered.

We eventually made it to another room like cell, but this time it was full of guards. I had no idea what i was getting into but i wanted out right now.

"Whatever this is i don't want to be apart of it thank you" i said truing to one of the guards at the side of me, but not without missing a guard in the corner with piercing blue eyes that looked down trying to hide a smirk - maybe there weren't all as bad as the ones I've had to deal with, but something about his eyes sparked a sense of familiarity that i couldn't put my finger on.

However i was proven very wrong as the guard i turned to in response just pushed me further into the room as i gave him a look of annoyance. I mean I've already nearly drowned and now there shoving me all ways in this tiny room.

"v etoy komnate ya vybral ochen' nemnogikh muzhchin, kotorykh ya nashel, kotoryye rabotali tak userdno, kak tol'ko mogli, i etot malen'kiy amerikanets - podarok odnomu iz vas v znak blagodarnosti (in this room i have selected the very few men i have found that have worked as hard as they can be pushed, and this little American is a gift to one of you in thanks)" the main guard spoke up making my face scrunch in confusion.

I knew the words malen'kiy amerikanets as they had referred to me as that many time, but what the hell where they talking about?

"Okay i don't like being in the room where your talking about me and i have no idea whats going on so maybe i should just-" before i could finish i was met with a hard slap on my already bruised cheek making me left out a tiny whimper of pain.

I really need to shut up before i do end up being murdered, but if they kept treating me this way, being killed would be inevitable.

"pozvol'te mne vzyat' yeye, ona zasluzhivayet togo, chtoby yeye uchili, kto vse kontroliruyet(let me take her, she deserves to be taught who is in control)" a scary looking guard walked forward pointing at me as he spit his words.

I might not have been able to understand what they where talking about but they where rather discussing what would happen to me next or who would do so, or even worse things which made me cower smaller, all confidence i had had now left.

"ser, mozhet byt', ya dolzhen vzyat' yeye, ya dumayu, vy vse yeshche khotite, chtoby ona zhila k tomu kontsu nedeli, chtoby vypolnyat' rabochiye raboty, ya ne tol'ko nauchu yeye, kak vesti sebya uvazhitel'no, no ya plokho pozabochus' o tom, chtoby ona byla v khoroshey forme, kogda yey nuzhno(sir maybe i should take her, i guess you still want her living by then end of the week to do labour jobs , i wont only teach her how to be respectfully but ill make sure shes in good shape for when she needed)" the guard who had vibrate blue eye's now stepped forward to speak up.

His eyes kept dancing back and forth between the main guard and me. I don't know what it was about him but he made me feel like i would at least be partly safe with him, or that he wouldn't cause as much harm to me as the others in the room would do.

Our eye contact was broken once the guard nodded his head and dragged me towards another guard who attached his hands shut on my arms.

"khorosho, otvedi yeye v komnatu Antonova(very well, take her to Antonov's room)" And with that i was took on yet another walk down the hallways of the prison.

Once we came to a stop i was pushed into a dark room. The door slammed shut behind me and for the first time in a while i was met with the strong urge to start crying, until eventually i felt a few tears drop down my cheek.

After a while of holding tear in it felt good to let them out, but i wanted to distract myself before someone would come in, the guard who i guess 'took' me will probably arrive soon and i need to sort myself out before that happens. I wrapped my arms around myself to try and get warm, i was still in shorts and a sports bra and to say it was freezing was an underestimate.

Walking around the room, there wasn't much too it. The walls where cold stone brick, on the left wall a small wardrobe was standing dull against the wall with a fresh guard uniform hanging up against it ,and on the right wall was a wooden desk, looking like it was already decaying with an equally rotting chair next to it.

The desk had scattered paper's all around , but at least it made the room actually look like someone resided in here. Next to the desk was a door, which must have lead to the bathroom, i couldn't see these guards all sharing a toilet.

On the other side of the room a bed on creaky metals was shoved up against the corner with ruffled sheets. The room had a strong scent of damp filling the air but at least it was better than not having a room in a place like this.

The window was just above the bed and i desperately climbed upon the bed to try and see outside. There was nothing too special, just courtyards with metal and barbed wire fencings that circled the perimeter. In the distance there was nothing but snow ,hills and trees. No chance of a successful escape at all.

I would die here and no one would even know about it or what i had been through. I didn't even get to say a proper good bye to my friends, Max or mom.

The door brought me back into reality. It started to creak open and if a guard was going to come and do god-knows- what with me then i wasn't going to go down so easy.

I jumped of the bed and clutched the closing thing to me , which happened to be the splintering chair - holding it high in the air ready to slam it back down if anything was going to happen.

The door opened, and instead of being met with a sly smirk, or a raging guard, the guard who took me in stared at me with worry and confusion whilst i still raised the chair at the ready.

He shook off his confusion and shut the door, turning to me with a small, gentle smile. It was different to the other guard, not menacing or evil, but instead genuine, there was no harm towards me where i was concerned, and i hope that was right.