!!!Warning: Strong Language!!!
~Emma's P.O.V.~
I wake up to the screeching sound of the asylum bell. The bell was special,because it meant that it was time to do a sweep. Sweeps were the most awful thing ever,because the guards mess up the beds and expect us to remake them. We also have to do the 'pat down'. I hated everything about sweeps, but they were a mandatory task.
I look across the room and see Grayson,with messy bed head. He honestly looked beautiful in the morning. Meanwhile,I look I had just been in a cat fight. My light brown hair was everywhere,and what's even worse,is that I have morning breath. Just Great!
"Morning,Em." Grayson says.
"Good morning,Bup." I say.
"What?" His head snaps in my direction.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"That name you called me. How do you know it?" He asks.
"I call everyone that." I say.
"Don't ever call me that again. You understand?"
He comes closer to me. His tall figure towering over my small frame. He was a very intimidating person. He already had dark eyes,that complimented his sharp jawline,so everything about him right now terrified me.
"Why can't I call you that?" I ask.
"Just don't!" He yells.
His voice booms,scaring me and making me jump a little.
"Patients,please exit the room and get ready for sweep." The guards yell down the hallway.
Me and Grayson exit the room.He lets me go first,and we stand on each sides of the door frame. A guard with the name tag that says,'Von', walks past me. He gives me a quick wink and continues into the room. He rips the bedsheets off of both of our beds and rummages through the pillowcases,as if we were hiding something in them.
He finishes with the room and comes back to the hallway to see Grayson and I. He smirks at me once more and take the toothpick out of his mouth to speak.
"Dolan,Montgomery. You know the drill." He says.
We turn around and face the wall. We spread our feet apart from one another.
Officer Von does Grayson first. He pats on each side of his body,attempting to look for 'hidden goods' on him. He finishes with Gray,and starts to walk towards me. I already knew what was about to happen. Officer Von was the the guard that misuses his power,so every chance he got to bend the rules he would take it.
"Montgomery." He greets me.
"Von." I say fairly annoyed.
He pushes me against the wall,bringing me even closer to it. He squats down and starts to pat my legs first,which was totally unnecessary,because I had on a dress. He then pats my waist,running his hands over my butt every now and then. He then makes his way up to my chest area. He squeezed my boobs and let out a giggle,like he was a schoolgirl that just got a kiss from her crush. I try to shift my body,to ease away from his hands,but he put me back in my previous place.
"Don't move. I don't like it when you struggle." He whispers in my ear.
I stand still and his hands continue to roam around my body freely. His right hand starts to trail down to my lady parts,until the bell rings again. He stops and gives me a smug grin.
"Maybe next time." He whispers to me.
He walks away and I walk back into the room. I pick up my covers and try not to think about what just happened. I start to make my bed up, until Grayson walks in.
"What the fuck was that,Emma?" He asks me angrily.
"I don't know." I say quietly.
"You don't know? He practically just fucking raped you and you don't know?" He yells.
"I'm sorry." I say.
He lets out a huff of anger.
"How long has he been doing that to you?" Grayson asks.
I hesitate to answer him,being that he was already pretty heated.
"I asked you a fucking question." He says.
I turn around to face him,and inhale a breath of air.
"Ever since I came here." I mumble.
"I'll kill him. I swear to god,I kill that motherfucker." He says.
He punches the wall,and surprisingly he created a hole,considering the wall was completely made of bricks. He doesn't even seem phased by it though.
"Grayson, calm down. I'm fine. We just need to figure out what to do once we get out of here,okay?" I say.
"Yeah,you're right. I need to calm down,but that doesn't mean I'm condoning what he did to you." He says.
I finish making the bed and sit on it.
"Grayson,can I ask you something?" I ask him.
"Anything for you." He smiles at me.
"Why can't I call you Bup?" I ask.
His smile drops and his regular face of anger returns .
"Why do you want to know so badly?" He asks annoyed.
"I just want to know why you get so defensive when I call you that name." I say.
"The name reminds me of my past. I don't like talking about it." He says.
I know he just said he didn't like talking about his past,but I needed to know more.
"What happened in your past?" I say in the most innocent voice.
"I killed 13 people. You happy now."
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