Deuce without his Dina

Deuce without his Dina: Taster

"This way" the guard said with his gruff deep voice. Deuce shot up from his seat. He looked at Rocky. Rocky nodded. Deuce gulped nervously and went over to the guard who was already making his way through the door. Rocky grabbed a magazine from the centre table and nose deep into "How to remove zits the easy way.". Deuce hovered anxiously by the door. Should he see her? How would she react? Angry? Relieved? Violent?

Rocky noticed Deuce lingering and made a gesture to follow the guard while mouthing "She'd hate to see me but love to see you".The guard placed a consoling hand on Deuce's shoulder. He looked up at him and took a deep breath as the guard flicked his head in the direction of the door. Deuce followed the guard, keeping himself close.

As Deuce walked down the stonewalled corridor, he thought of what a mistake he made. The biggest mistake that left him walking down a corridor with bars and stone in a women's penitentiary for only the worst.

He kept thinking through the blabbing of Guard Rutledge of how these criminal women are a pain and if only there were a worst place they could go but a penitentiary is worse than prison and how always one who starts a fight for attention while one of them sneaks out of "this hellhole". Deuce snapped back to reality when Rutledge heaved a heavy door open relieving a phone room.

It was an isolated room with a glass window in the middle held up by two wooden doors on the side. There was a table sliced in half one on one side and the other on the other.

Deuce gulped again and followed Rut. Rutledge gestured to a chair and Deuce sat obediently. Rutledge then sighed and towered over Deuce and boomed, "Careful. She is a mass murderer devil girl. Worst I've seen in all my 22 years. She scares me and I ain't scared of nuf'in". Deuce gave a frightened smile to Rutledge who then deeply cackled and patted Deuce on the back. Rutledge went and sat in glass control room in the corner.

Deuce sat there tears in his eyes. Uncertain. He was so upset. "I couldn't believe what has happened." He thought. "It was all my fault. If only I were more wary, more vigilant. Everything could have been just as it was. My mama always told me to stay away from bad people, guess I'm disobeying my mother" He hung his head and let the tears roll of his rosy cheeks onto the wooden table and sink in. Just like his thoughts.  

Rutledge noticed Deuce crying. He then came out of his control room and consoled Deuce. "Come on man" He said "Just speak to her. It will sort everything out" Deuce took a deep breath and scrubbed off his tears like they were poisonous. Deuce shook and picked up the phone. Rutledge raced back to the control box, threw his headset on and shut the door. Deuce spoke with a tremble in his voice, 

"Le-Leza?" 

A tangled dark-dry black-haired messy head lifted up to relieve Leza's pale bruised face with bags clinging off her eyes. She didn't look like the beautiful fairy goddess Deuce thought she was. Leza looked thirsty, drawn, un-nurtured and unloved. "She just needs love" thought Deuce.

Leza picked up the phone and grinned weakly from ear to ear and whispered with a creepy homicide voice,"Deuce. You came. What brings you to my humble home?"

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Hey.. 

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This is a fan fiction horror romance adventure story. (All those genres would fit) :) 

Thank you for reading this. Took me a lot of crying and pain. Message me if you want to know more. 

Baii (in the Van Buren voice) 

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