𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 - 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐂.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟕

             ⚠️⚠️ 𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙄𝙎 𝘼𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙏𝙊 𝙂𝙀𝙏 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙇 𝘿𝙄𝙍𝙏𝙔⚠️⚠️

i don't stop him when he grabs my arms and pins me to the wall. Mariano presses his lips against mine. 

his hand makes contact with my back, desperately trying to pull me closer. i curl my fingers around in his hair, tugging slightly. He breaks away painting, forehead pressed against mine as he reaches over his head and pulls off his shirt. A sudden thought seem to strike him and he turns away.

i watch him walk to the corner of the room, and stretch to his full hight, his muscles on his back flexing as he raises his arms to sling his shirt over the security camera. 

he crosses to the other side of the room again, this time forcing his lips on mine with such lust. Mar pulls me towards him by the collar of my shirt fumbling impatiently with the buttons. They don't come undone . With a small grunt, he strains a little and rips the buttons open. The dips his face into my collar bone and kisses it softly as i slide my top off. As we are stripped from our clothing, mar pulls off my panties and throws then across the room carelessly. "Jump." he pants.

i do as I'm told and wrap my legs around his waist. he pushes in slowly, "Mar," i gasp tightening my grip behind his neck. He catches my lips in his, "shhh, the other inmates can hear us." he mumbles against the kiss.

Then he goes faster, i can feel my lower back rubbing raw against the concrete and his nails digging into my thighs.

i suppress my moans by kissing and biting his shoulder. "Z, fuck."  Mar grunts, throwing his head back as he digs into me desperately.  My back arches off the wall and i watch as little sweat beads begin to form at the top of his head.

I'm almost there, I'm struggling to hold it in, raking my fingers down his broad back, clawing to get him closer to my body. he presses his lips against my shoulders, trying to conceal his moans.

"i love you, " he whimpers.

He said it.

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕

afterwards she lies in my arms, her legs tangled between mine. Zara presses her damp forehead on my chest, her eyes drifting shut. She's wearing my prison shirt cause i ripped her blouse.

i rest my chin at the top of her heads see bruises tracking up her fore arm, blue and purple covering almost all of it. when her shirt rides up, i can see the scratches from the wall on her back, and i see marks the shape of the crescent moon on her thighs, from the grip of my nails.

i hurt her even if i don't mean to.

why can't i be more gentle with her, more fragile?

i slide my hands down her shoulder and try to rub the bruises softly in circular motions, trying to make amends  without hurting her. she shifts slightly in my arms.

"its okay Mar."

𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐀'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕

I know Mar blames himself for hurting me 

he starts massaging the bruises on my arms gingerly.

"its alright Mar." i shift so i can catch a glimpse of his expressions.

"i hurt you." he stares straight ahead, his fingers still moving across my arm.

"no you didn't ,i know you didn't do it on purpose ."

"fuck, i should've been more gentle with you." he mumbles

i struggle from his grasp and i prop myself up with one elbow, "i left scratches on your back too." i reach over and run my hands over the scarlet red marks. "Mariano," i say forcing him to look at me, "these are love marks."

"then why do they hurt?" he sighs, slipping his arms around my waist and pulling me closer. i place my hands behind his neck and tip my forehead with his. "i don't know." i whisper giving him a small kiss at the tip of his nose.

"i love you Z." he glances down my lips.

" i love you too."

"but, i don't like hurting you, or causing you pain."

"you don't hurt me, you make me happy." i say cracking a small smile.

"i do?"

"yea," i lean in, "now, can you please shut up and kiss me?" he gives me a quick peck, then a much longer one.

"go to sleep ." Mariano says breaking the kiss , i close my eyes until his breathing becomes steady , and then i let myself drift off.

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i sneak out at about 5 am.

i left Mar with a kiss and promised that i would see him again later on in the day to council him. Slipping into my living room, i try to tiptoe towards the stair case. i just want to be back in my own room.

"young lady." i jump at the sound of my dads voice, and slowly turn around. he's sitting at the dining table.

"dad," i manage, trying to cover Mar's shirt with my jacket.

"where have you been?"

"i was at Amy's house."

"so you needed, a car to go across the street."

"i-"

"you when to the jail didn't you?"

"okay, i was, is there something wrong ?"

"okay thats it, I'm pulling you out of the dumb counseling thing." dad says and stands up.

"WHAT, NO." i snap back.

"you've been spending way too much time with Mariano, and i don't want you to get involved with him. He's no good for you."

"you don't have the right to say that." i say, swallowing my tears.

"the hell i do, he's a monster, your just blinded cause he looks good." dad raises his voice getting more and more impatient by the minute.

"DON'T CALL HIM A MONSTER.HE TREATS ME WELL." 

"you don't know what he's done, now do me a favor and stop visiting him." he says, in a much more camera tone.

"NO."

"why not?"

"Because i fucking love him." i yell, tears swelling in my eyes.

the blackness drains from his face, he backs away speechless. " How the hell can you love a motherfucking murderer?"  My breath hitches.

"Zara, do you know he fucking killed people?"

"no, but thats in the past, he won't hurt anyone he cares about." i think back to when  he said he was afraid to touch me, and my voice quivers.

"you don't know why he's in prison, and even if you decide to be with him, it won't last even for a month."

"what."

"do you know the consequences of manslaughter Zara?"

oh my god.

"all this time you knew Mariano, he's just in jail waiting for the court to pass his  death sentence."

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today is mars birthdayyyy 😚