He's Here//Z.M and H.S

Bethany

☠EDITED☠

Hello! For all those who were wondering, that's me on the top!(:

WARNING!!! THIS CHAPTER MAY BE TRIGGERING TO SOME READERS; BE WARNED!!

This chapter is short, but lots happens.

Chapter 18:

Catherine's POV:

I swallow my food dryly, as Elaine and Lee chat away. Today's the day that marks one month without Bethany.

My whole day has been empty. My mind replaying every memory, and every little description of that day.

"Are you okay?" Elaine asks, smiling slightly.

"I'm fine," I smile falsely. "What're you two talking about?"

"Well, we only have a few more years in this hell hole, and we just were talking about getting married when we get out..."

I gasp, "Really?"

"Really!" Lee grins. "Of course, I was the one who brought up the idea. Because, we all know, I'm the inventor of great ideas."

"Oh, right!" Elaine snorts. "Like, that one time you had the great idea to illegally climb to the top of a building, and taunt Officer Tate."

He grimaces, "It seemed like a good idea at the time. He was being an asshole, and I wanted to piss him off. Is that a crime?"

"In your case, yes!"

I chuckle. "You're crazy, Lee."

"That's why I'm here, isn't it?"

I make my way to the showers, when I get approved to go. I enter, and place my clothes on the bench. I feel uncomfortable when Taliya walks out from the showers, naked, and walks right past me to go get her clothes from the bench across from mine.

"Hey, Catherine." She smirks, looking me right in the eye.

Of course, she knows it makes me uncomfortable that she's getting dressed right in front of me. But, she doesn't care.

"Hi, Taliya." I murmur, prolonging the time I have to get undressed.

She seems to not hurry up, so I just quickly strip, and hurry to the shower. I hear her whistle, flirtatiously, but I ignore her.

*TRIGGER WARNING*

As she leaves, I turn on the shower and feel the hot water drench my hair. I close my eyes in satisfaction, and when I open my eyes, I scream.

The man who raped, and harassed Bethany was now in front of me, smirking seductively.

I'm about to run, but his hand reaches for my arm, and I can't get out of his strong grip. "Get off!"

He ignores me, "Oh, I've been wanting to do this for the longest time."

"Please, don't!" I cry, as he forces me against the shower wall, and unbuckles his pants.

But, he doesn't listen. And, soon I can only hear my cries echo through out the shower room, and the water hit the floor.

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....woah