Farrah's POV
I was scared, helpless, unbearably terrified to leave Ashtons side. I am surprised I'm not terrified of Ashton, but his warmth and hominess keeps me feeling safe. I watch as he talks to Michael, glancing down at me every few seconds. I see the hurt in his face as he watches around for something.
"You need to tell someone." He leans down, whispering close to my ear. "Or I can beat his ass myself." I nod in response and pull away from him embrace, only to be yanked back.
He unzipped my jumpsuit and unzipped his own. letting it drop to the floor. I tried to pull mine up but a slap to my face was returned.
"Stop. Stop please" I beg, snapping out of my thoughts only to have my back slowly rubbed by Ashton. I helplessly try to regain my breath but im just so scared. By now our 'group' has dispersed and ashton has begun to walk inside the building.
"You aren't allowed inside for another thirty minutes." The guard blocking the door announces.
"We need to speak to administration." Ashton stresses as I wipe my now wet face.
"I cant grant you that pass."
"I didn't ask you to be a fucking genie I'm asking you to open the door so i can tell someone my girlfriend has just been raped by my cell mate." I witness Ashton talk as he is losing his short temper. I try rubbing his back but he only simmers a little.
"I need the name of the victim and the name of the offender then I will send someone down to talk with you."
"Farrah was the victim and Chris fucking raped her." Ashton almost yells, but in a whisper so no one hears. I wince at his name, everything from ten minutes ago flooding back into my train of thought.
"Okay, I will send someone down."
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"So he walked into the womens bathroom after you,then what?" One of the women in charge of the jail sat across ashton and I in the office, she was calm and nice but her smile gave off a rude aroma.
"Ashton can I please do this alone. I don't want you to hear everything." I beg Ashton, who sits beside me, anxious.
"But, Farrah you can trust me." He almost pleads, but stands and excuses himself kindly. Letting a guard guide him back outside.
"So what happened next?" The women patiently asks and I explain to her what Chris did and how I said 'no' and 'stop', but he didn't. "Okay, I will talk with my co workers and he will be sent to court again and have more charges pressed against him. Im so sorry this happened to you, I will see what I can do about how much time you have here." She explains, wait did she just say she might lower my time in prison?
"Thank you." I quietly reply, excusing myself from her office.
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Jordans POV
"Ah just the two sluts I was looking for." Chris pauses near Amy and I down the corridor.
Amy and I decided to walk together after "free time" because of what happened to Farrah. Why hasn't the people in charge of this damn prison taken Chris away yet? It sends a shiver down my spine, and anger is brought to my face when he calls us that disgusting name.
"What do you want chris?" Amy says in a fierce tone, making quick eye contact with me.
"You." he demands and wastes no time grabbing our ponytails and dragging us into the nearest closet.
Amy and I wince in pain, and try to pull away but Chris has muscles the size of Africa. "Stop. No please don't-" amy pleads, but chris slaps her across the face. He begins to strip Amy bit before her boobs are able show, I interject.
"She said no!" I yell, aiming my tan boot right to his groin. I kick him right where it hurts and he releases our hair. Great, now I just have to teach him his lesson. I turn around within seconds, then return a back kick to his chest. He aims his fist toward my shoulder, bad move, easy target. I use karate and pull my right arm back and left arm forward. I switch the hands and my right palm makes direct contact with his opposite shoulder. His arm drops. Amy Elbows him in the ribs and Chris groans, bringing his now weak leg into my stomach. I don't alter my steps as I am planted into the ground like a tree. I bring my fists to the side of my face and pretend im in the boxing ring back home, I send three flying jabs across his face, then return a jump-kick into his chest. He stumbles a little but I spin around and plunge a roundhouse kick into his stomach. He falters backward, but pushes himself back to his feet in time for me to elbow him in the nose. After the quick hook, Amy side kicks the thick side of his body and I send a cross jab into the side of his jaw. He falls to the floor and Amy opens the door of the closet.
"No means no asshole." I grab his orange collar and bring him inches away from my face then drop him to the dirty floor.
Amy and I leave with our chins high and our confidence skyrocketed.
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