Help me to love again (finished)

Chapter 76: «I'm ready to move on, but not with you. »

Author's note:

If you don't like how I write, please stop reading me. I don't spend hours creating the plot of my fanfiction to get derogatory comments.

If what I write is too violent for you, just stop reading instead of pouring your hatred on my stories.Thanks in advance.Big hearts to those who love history and don't criticize with hatred <3

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Days became weeks and weeks became months. I have been in prison for both a short time and a long time. I have 17 years to serve for a crime I didn't commit.

I'm taking on karma that I didn't ask for.

I'm going through hell and it's because of one person: Pete.Pete is a person who took everything from me.My freedom. My life and especially Porsche.

I'm sure he was the one who killed him and tampered with all the evidence.

Vegas and Kim helped him and now I'm going through the worst time of my life.I am in a men's prison, one of the harshest and most dangerous in Thailand. Bang Kwang Prison is one of the most infamous prison institutions in the world. It even received the nickname

"Prison of Death". Our living conditions are horrible. We live there in overcrowded cells, subject to violent acts and where there is no shortage of fights between inmates.

In my case, I live with 10 people in a cell of around fifteen square meters. It's very small and there are only eight bunk beds. I'm the youngest and least alpha of them all. I am everyone's slave, everyone's whore. I have to sleep on the ground, on a hard floor and without a blanket.

Food portions are given in the cells and I am often not allowed to have mine. To deserve to eat, I must obey everything my older roommates tell me to do.

My rebellious side doesn't help matters and I often get beaten up too.I have been in prison for 6 months and I have already lost 8 kilos. I don't have enough to eat and

if I don't submit completely, I'm going to die here and that's not in my plans.

I want to get out of here as quickly as possible to take revenge on everyone who hurt me and turned away from me: Pete, Arm, Pol and Porsche's parents.It's only Dad and my brother, Time, who support me. Their visiting times are limited but they are the best times of my life. These are significant times of respite.

They know that I am raped daily and no matter how hard they tried to clear me, they cannot get me out of this hell.It is helpless that they see my condition deteriorating and it is with frustration that I live my life, knowing that I will not be able to get out of here before years of mistreatment.

Today is a day like any other, chained to a wall and without any means or right to move. My elders are in a bad mood today, because there are strong tensions between them and other members of the prison who tried to take over my body during one of our walks.

For fear of violence against me, I began to let one of them undress me and one of my elders did not appreciate this. A fight broke out and the two troublemakers received around a hundred lashes.

Fortunately, no roommates in my cell beat me in retaliation. They prefer to plan revenge on the enemy gang...I let them do it, not having completely decided to oppose them. I live with the fear of permanent death and if I can avoid increasing my chances of dying, I will without hesitation.
One of my elders suddenly grabbed me by the hair. I squeal in surprise but I have the reflex to open my mouth to receive his cock.