City of the Zodiacs MxM (Staten Krown)

12

"Wake up..."

I move. My body is sore. Every bone in my body feels like it's broken.

"WAKE UP!"

A bucket of ice cold water is poured on me. I jump up as fast as I can. The water is chilling and hits my naked body like a brick wall. I struggle to the side of the dark cell. They haven't given me food to eat for three days. All they gave me was water and a bucket to use the bathroom that they emptied daily. I had hoped after all the beatings my body would be numb to the pain. I never got used to it completely, but the real pain wasn't being in jail. The real pain was knowing that Law was with this fucking psycho.

The Aquarian police bring up a chair. I hate the Aquarians. I always have. They sit the chair across from me. They open the door. I know what's happening with this. It's Apollo.

"Ryder. You look like shit," Apollo says with a laugh, "It's fitting for Aries though. I didn't get the whole handsome Aries thing. You people are supposed to look like crap."

"On my worst day I look better than you," I explain to Apollo, "Ask your husband."

I laugh at my own joke. It gets underneath Apollo's skin even though he puts on that cocky smile of his. He has the most annoying sense of grandiose. He really thinks he is the hottest thing walking. He's personally come to torment me every day that I've been in jail. I know why. Underneath that cocky smile and picture perfect exterior he was insecure inside. Maybe that's why he raped Law.

"Defiant as usual huh Aries?" he asks laughing, "You know what's funny? Law doesn't even talk about you anymore. He's forgotten all about you, yet you bring him up in every conversation we have."

"I doubt it."

"Really?"

I nod, "You can't fake the love we have. So save the bullshit. Tell me why you're really mad, police chief? Tell me why you come in here more pissed off every day. What's the word for it? Damn. They used to say it back in the day. What's the phrase? Is it blue balls?"

He gets up off his chair and swings the wooden chair right across my face. I fall to the ground. My body hits the floor hard. I'm bleeding. I lay there for a minute. I barely have the energy to fight back. The best I did was tackle Apollo one day after his attacks. The guards beat my ass for 3 hours straight. I won't give him the satisfaction to stay on the floor though. After he hits me I manage to get back on my knees. I sit on my knees, bleeding and all. I want him to see I'm not fazed by him.

I want him to see my big dick. I want him to see the big dick that I had in his husband that his husband probably has been thinking about every day that they forced Law and I to get a divorce.

He notices. It pisses him off.

"I can do this forever you know?" Apollo states, "I don't ever have to give you a trial with the Libras. You aren't even in the system. I'm just holding you here. See I run things in this city."

The fact that they aren't giving me a trial means that they don't have a reason to hold me. Maybe I fucked up Whistler's circuits when I punched her in her face. Maybe the breathing robot bitch didn't have enough information to keep me locked up. In this system proof didn't matter. None of that kind of stuff mattered.

I laugh, "Is that what the High Liberty told you?"

Apollo was an idiot if he thought he was the ultimate power in this city. The High Liberty made Law feel like he was important too. Truth was Apollo was on Simeon's kill list at one point. I had seen it. The High Liberty only took him off when he realized Apollo was a loyal whipping boy.