Sanitorium (Roman Reigns Story)

Chapter 12: A Change is Coming

I wake slowly, bringing my surroundings into view, hoping for a different picture. No such luck. The white prison that I had been forced into is where I will stay. I flip onto my back and stare up at the ceiling. That might have been an illusion, but Roman was right. In here, I can think, do, say, feel whatever I want without being punished. I only wish my time in here lasted longer, or, that they would keep that curtain down long enough for me to enjoy it. If that's the word you use for sitting in an all white room alone...

I wait for the guards to come in, most likely going to do my sanitation, but suddenly the curtain comes up. I close my eyes and cover my ears, expecting for the worst, but after a few minutes I dont hear anything. I slowly open my eyes and look through the window. There is no one in their rooms nearby. It's completely quiet. I look at the ground below and no one is there. Who opened my curtain? Suddenly, I see the same five guards escorting Roman around and they sit him on his knees in front of my window. I look at him, but he keeps his head down. I cant hear their conversation but I hear the guards tell him something and he shakes his head. The guard on the left smacks him in the back of his head with his nightstick and I cover my mouth, dropping to my knees.

"STOP!" I yell.

I touch the window, trying to break through to help him. Roman sits up and looks at me. Two guards walk away as the three other guards stand around him, keeping him sitting there. He looks into my eyes and I slide my hand down the window.

"It's ok." I say, hoping he read my lips.

He just shakes his head, his eyes red. "No."

I nod, trying to reassure him. "Roman it's gonna be fine." 

My door bursts open and Roman's two other guards grab me roughly, throwing me on the bed. 

"STOP! GET OFF OF ME! NO!! HELP!!" I yell, frantically trying to get someone to help me, but no one is around.

One of the guards rips my pants and the other rips my shirt. I am screaming and kicking at them, trying to fight them off, but its too hard. Tears stream down my face as Im trying to defend myself and I hear a banging on the window. I take a quick glance over and Roman is trying to break the glass with his chains and handcuffs. They force him back down and make him watch. I am biting, kicking, scratching and punching as hard as I can, I can feel their blood underneath my fingernails I will not stop until they are injured beyond recognition. They are getting the best of me, but Im still fighting. One of the guards punches me in the back of the head and my vision goes crazy, like the way a camera looks when it's been broken. I cant see much, but I still fight. I feel one of the guards grab the elastic in my panties. He brings his lips to my ear, his nasty breath infecting my insides.

"We're gonna have so much fun with you beautiful." His voice sounding husky.

"STOP!" A voice besides mine and Roman's comes behind us. 

My vision is still messed up, but the guards let me go.

"She is OURS. Perverts. Go get your Wild Samoan before he kills everyone in here and let us deal with her. Dont think we wont report this." One of my guards says sternly.

I hear footsteps leaving and a pair of gentler arms help me up.

"You okay?" One of the guards says.

The vision in my right eye is back partially and I feel on one of the guards arms.

"We're gonna have to take her around today. They fucked up her vision. Bastards." he says.

They walk me to the Sanitation Room and they put a harness on me so I wont fall on the conveyor belt. The doctors help me get dressed and lay me on a stretcher, checking my eyes.