Dangerously In Love

Chapter 17: Pain & Sorrow...

[Jezzabelle]

As soon as my bunk gate closed I laid down staring at the dark empty cell around me. The tally marks on the wall from all the sorrowful days my childhood friend had in here made me question the fact that we've been friends for so long and yet as soon as she made it in here she never once called or at least informed me about her being here for that long. I know we drifted off after we turned 18 but I still remembered her and all the fun times we had growing up. 

My eyes darted out of the cell gates when a group of shadow figures passed by. I stood up leaning against the cell gate watching a group of officers crowd around a faked smiled Pilar. Her face and body told the true feelings she was having, she was full of fear and regret in the inside but on the outside she was taking her ground. 

I watched sadly as they took her towards Vlad's cell, which was a few cells ahead of mine. They opened the cell gate looking around suspiciously before throwing her in as Vlad walked out shirtlessly handing them rolled up cash with a smirk as they nod happily. They did a handshake before closing the cell gate when Vlad walked back in as my breath hitched. I knew the other inmates were sleeping because inmates sleeping with other inmates were normal for them every night, but to me it wasn't. Especially when that inmate is one of my closest friends. 

I stayed by my cell gate listening for any noises but nothing came out. It was a silent night as I perked my ears waiting for something I knew was going to happen that was wrong. There was something about him I knew was going to be dangerous and disgusting. 

For a few minutes it was just the sound of the old creaks from the bunk with a lot of moaning and grunting as I shook the disgusting images from head. I paced my cell nervously waiting for my precious cell mate to come back unharmed until the sound of something horrific shook me nervously. 

The ripping sounds of my friend screaming from his cell made me break down onto my knees in a praying situation. The sound of her screaming in pain instead of pleasure worried me as I tried to hold in the tears that were bound to spill from eyes in seconds. Her voice screaming in agony while her pleads for him to stop filled my ears made my heart break knowing the officers were going to ignore her till morning. 

"Get off me! Please!" She shouted in pain as I sobbed into the thin bed sheets, 

I placed my hands into praying position as I begged for the torture to stop soon. I couldn't bare the thought of listening to my friend cry out in pain with just staying here unable to do anything. I couldn't help her, and I couldn't run to her aid since the stupid lock of our cell gate kept me still. I couldn't do anything and thats what made me hurt even more. 

I just sat here sobbing my eyes out as my closest friend in here was being tortured by some fucking maniac! I cried and prayed for the torture to stop but it felt like it was hours of listening to her crying for dear life until..........

Silence.... 

Complete......and.....utter.........silence..... 

I sniffled and rubbed at my red eyes looking up at the clock outside of gate. 

3:45 am

Gates aren't open till 7 and knowing they weren't going to aid her until that long from now made me cry even more. I cried and cried until my eyes were to puffy and dried to spill another tear and all the energy that my low sobs took out of me literally put me into a cold and miserable sleep on the steel floor feeling numb and stupid. 

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