StoneRidge Rebels

Tongue of a Serpent

Nadia's POV

They escorted me through the halls like I was a damn murderer. Granted I am dangerous..but I can play nice, when it benefits me of course. I barely noticed the boy that had stepped aside. I'd admit when I did, I took a moment to size him up. Potential threat.. maybe.

He was tall, probably around 6'5 but that didn't matter. You know what they say.. the bigger they are, the faster they fall ..or some shit like that. He had grey eyes and brown hair with frosted tips. He looked built, but it was settled. I didn't bother analyzing anything past the obvious, nor did I bother looking back at him for the pure fact that I knew the guard behind me was drooling.

What a pig! I clenched and unclenched my fists in attempts to calm me down. The pervert followed by the two other guards lead me into a small room with no window. The only furniture in the room was a table and two chairs. The pigs' sweaty scent filled my nose. Oh, he was about to learn what personal space was. "We are going to have to do a skin search," he said a bit too eagerly.

Oh, I knew this drill, but I would not strip in front of him. I turned, glancing at his name tag. "So Lawrence," I paused "Do you enjoy watching little girls strip for you... cus you seem eager to get me undressed."

A muscle feathered in his jaw. Boy, he was pissed she had said that in front of his buddies. "It's protocol," he said dryly. "Now lets not make this last all day."

I clicked my tongue. Let's poke the bear,shall we? "I've seen your type Lawrence," I drawled. "My type," he hissed. I nod, "You're just like my father. You like pretty young things.. don't you?" The room seemed colder as I spit fire like ice. Getting under his skin,chipping away layer after layer. I knew he was allowed to hit me and claim I got physical first. It was just a matter of driving him to do it. His jaw was tense. Just one more.. "Do you just watch ... or do you like to touch them too.."

That did it. He swung hard and I caught his hand driving my own fist into his gut. Wind whooshed out of his lungs. I whispered.. "How does it feel?" I didn't wait for an answer. I swung again, it connected with his jaw. No doubt that would be sore. If not bruised tomorrow.

The other guards didn't see it coming. I was too fast. But they jumped to aid him moments later. One had yanked me back. In response I drove my elbow into his gut. The other attempted to detain me by pinning me against the wall. I drove my knee between his legs. Two hundred pounds of muscle, but he fell fast.

Lawrence was still groaning on the ground, but I hardly had time to react when the previous guard grabbed me by my hair and slammed my face into the wall with no mercy. The metallic taste filled my mouth, my head was throbbing.

Suddenly I was that little girl again. The memory played in my head, "You're hurting me! Dad please! I'll be good I promise." I had screamed as he yanked me up by my hair I was only eight years old. Those days he started to beat me and play with his little girl. A tear fell from my eyes and I was brought back to the here and now when I was roughly slammed to the floor the buffer guards knee dug into my back. Fuck! The pain was blinding.

My vision was blurry, but my eyes locked on Lawrence. He could see it in my eyes, I was vulnerable. He had read my file so he knew. His smile was crooked. "What's the matter Nadia? Didn't enjoy being your daddy's pretty little thing?" Bastard! I couldn't tell you what happened next. I black out. I only stopped when four other men pulled me off of him. Shame.. I was having fun teaching him a lesson.