I did as Alex told us. I thought. Is it the real Mitch? Yes. I'm 110% sure and I don't know what actually this fucking faggot has planned. If he is going to change us, it isn't happening. We don't change. We just get stronger. We do what they told us.
Guards led Kevin to the therapy. Private ones today. I have a few hours until my session. I don't know how I'm going to survive it. Maybe looking at his nice body will help. This guy drives me crazy. He wants us to change. He wants us to tell him why we are here. He wants to break us but it isn't happening.
"Are you coming with me?" Scott asked me.
"Where?"
"We have free time now so I'm going to find someone for you and me. You are looking so fucking desperate. Wanna a cigarette?" He asked passing me a tobacco stick.
"You always know what I want." I smiled putting a cigarette into my mouth. I used a lighter and then I started breathing in and out the smoke, letting it fill my lungs. It relaxes me. Makes me feel better. Liar. Shut the fuck up.
"So where are we actually going?" I asked my partner.
"I saw some new guys."
"Oh, come on! I don't wanna fuck newbies." I said trying not to laugh.
"I thought you preferred younger ones." Said Scott fixing his hair.
"I do but what if they tell someone or you know-"
"Hey, you are stronger then them. And now don't be upsetti and find your new fuckboy aka spaghetti."
"Are you trying to be funny or what."
"Just fuck him." Scott whispered into my ear.
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"What are you staring at little bastard? Oh, did you think I don't use a protection? I don't wanna get infected by a faggot like you." I said contemptuously.
"I-I'm scared." He said.
"You are a virgin, aren't you? Geez, I'm not in a mood to fuck virgins. Seriously. Don't make it worse."
"Is it gonn-na hurt?" I sighed.
"Of course. But you will beg for more and scream."
"In p-pain?" He was fucking scared. Why? I was only taking his virginity.
"No, kid. You're so stupid. You will scream in pleasure." No response, only nod. "My name is Mitch."
"I am-"
"I didn't ask about your name. But tell me your age." I grabbed his hand and pulled him closer.
"I'm 16. Are you a rapist?" He asked me with fright struck on his features.
"Me? Are you fucking kidding me. I have never raped anyone. I only do what lonely people beg me for. They want sex." I whispered into his ear. "And you are lonely too. You're just like them. Like everyone. Look at yourself. Pathetic creature living for its own comfort. And I will give you this comfort. You are easy and weak but I'm strong. I'm fucking strong."
"You're awful!" He screamed throwing his fist in the air to hit me. I was faster.
"Maybe I am. But I'm stronger than you and you can't do anything with this."
"NO, YOU AREN'T! YOU'RE A LIAR! A FUCKING LIAR!" And something happened then. It felt weird. No, I felt weird.
"Take off your clothes." I said in a calm tone.
"W-what?" His eyes looked like ostrich's eggs but ten times bigger.
"I said take off your fucking clothes!" I yelled. "I'm gonna fuck you no matter if you want it or not." I reached to my back pocket to pull out my knife.
A/N hi, fcuties! I feel so bad for not posting 2 weeks. to be honest it was too hot, I wasn't in a mood and I was too lazy. you should know that I'm probably the laziest person in the whole world. seriously. anyway I wasn't planning to post it now but amazing Pure_Fury checked it today so here we go. it was supposed to be longer but I cut it and thought that someone may be waiting for a chapter (yeah, probably not)
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