Wings

Chapter 13

I've been here a week now and I don't like it. This place is really scary and I don't feel welcome from the other prisoners. They all look at me like I'm their prey their next target. Everytime I pass by one of them they whistle or scream out my prison number, which is 69. I feel that it isn't safe enough. I have one guard around me the whole time even when I'm in the shower, which makes me feel embarrassed. No privacy at all. I'm always chained to something whether it's inside or outside in the courtyard. Sometimes I think that the next person that walks in will rape me. I'm the only girl surrounded by men, you never know what can happen.

I've already had my first interrogation and it really didn't go so well.. That's because it was mostly them suffocating me with water and hitting me with sticks. I don't think it will be any easier next time. I actually made a friend with the guard who escorts me everywhere. He got tired of all the chains. His name is Larry, and he's a good man with a wife and four children. He's not like the other stuck up guards. He actually likes opening up a conversation which makes me feel happy in this dark hole.

Everyday I have a specific time to go out to the courtyard and sit behind the fence that separates the solitary ones from the normal. I was taken there today, but at the same time someone else was there. A guy of course. I was chained to the wall and all the guys come to look at me. I sit down and thank Larry for bringing me here and watch all of their faces slobber all over the fence.The men outside force the man inside to do 'stuff' to me. I look at the situation and I'm not really liking it. He approaches me and gropes my but which clicks my kill trigger. I kick him so hard across the face that he falls like three meters away from me. All the other men back off and I sit there again all alone. The man that I hit got sent to the infirmary. Apparently I cracked his chin bone.

For that my dinner and breakfast got taken away that night. I couldn't sleep because I was so hungry and needed something in my mouth. In my cell there's a toilet , bed and a mirror with a sink, and if you look at the top there is a small window in which you can see the sky. My god how I've missed flying through that sky. When I look up through that window I think about Michael and his blue eyes. But soon after I start thinking about him I remember the scene with him coughing blood up. I go into a state a shock. Then the doors open and I see Larry, which calms me down.

"You have a visitor, I think he's your friend."

I wonder who would come to see me. Would it be Penelope or someone from HQ. Larry fixes up my chains and I'm guided by him to a hallway. It's actually a big hall that starts with a hallway surrounded by metal fences. But instead of going all the way through I'm taken into a little room made be the fences and there's a chair in it. I sit in the chair and find a plastic separator between me and the person that I will talk to. There are holes so that I can talk to them, although the person I'm meant to talk to isn't here.

"You'll have to excuse the lateness of the person. They do check up on visitors that come to check on high class prisoners."

"Oh OK, thanks for notifying me Larry."

I wait there for about twenty minutes for someone to come. I've been waiting so long, and now I feel like sleeping. I close my eyes and that's when I hear a knock on the plastic divider. I look up to find Matt in front of me.

"Matt! What are you doing here!" He smiles at me and starts to cry. I didn't notice it but he looks all battered up. His hair is everywhere and not in it's usual rooster like style. His clothes are all dirty and full of dirt. It looks like he hasn't taken a shower in forever.

"Stella, thank god I found you. I've been everywhere looking for you." He wipes away his tears and looks at me and smiles as big as he can.

"Since I know where you are right now I can send you the stuff." Wait, what.