Bound

Chapter 1

My footsteps echo as I walk down a long dark corridor with two guards by my side. The only things to be heard are my shallow breaths and my heart that is beating rapidly. We walk a few more excrutiating minutes, until we reach the end of a long hallway. There stood a large brown door that I had encountered when I first got here. It was the first time I tried to run away. I remember it very vividly. As I look at the bold, metal sign that reads Supreme Court, images flash through my mind. An elderly man, long gray suit, strict look in his eyes. He sat in his chair that was placed high above everybody elses. My punishment wasn't harsh then, since I was just a child. But now, I'm afraid, its going to be a lot worse.

The massive doors open with a long squeak, and I am pushed inside with great force.

It was the same as I recalled. A spacious room, with crimson carpets and dark red walls. I stood silent in front of the judges table when he looked at me directly in the eyes and spoke.

"Well, Amber Dawson, I believe we have met before, and you know, that is very rare. The same girl once again, caught in felony. And for the same acusation it appears..

Tell me, is there anything you have to say in your defense?"

He asked calmly, his voice strict and serious. My body tensed.

I said nothing. I was very aware of my actions and I knew there was nothing I could say that would help. The only thing I could do was to make it worse, and I didn't want that. My body shivered, muscles tensed.

"In that case I guess this case is closed. You are now proven guilty for trying to escape, breaking two windows, and attacking a security guard. You will be placed under full time watch for a month, meaning you are banned from interacting with anyone but your superiors and you are not allowed to exit the buildings perimiter. Jury dissmissed."

I was once againg gripped tightly by the guards and taken out of the Court.

Full time watch.

In one hand I was relieved, since I knew what has happened to the girls that did felonies like these. Some punishments were as severe as being labled as 'dangerous' and being outcasted. And well, if you're an underaged girl with no family, no money and no place to stay, Region 3 was a dangerous place.

The guards have taken me to their office where they injected a tracking chip in my hand and assigned me to an officer whom I still haven't met.

I have been sitting on the uncomfortable chair for a good hour, when a tall man came up to me and grabbed my arm pulling me up from the chair.

I got up and gave him a baffled look.

"I am officer Styles, you will be under my watch for the next month." He said bluntly, not giving me a second glance as we hurried out of the office.