♥ Chapter 8♥

08:30 '' Horizonte Penitentiary. '' Cell. '' Zefíria.

Aurelia Dusk.

The sound of the cells opening jolted me out of sleep, making me sit up in bed with a sudden jolt.

'' Trix? '' I called her name, but there was no answer.

I got off the bunk and saw that she was still asleep, letting out a sigh of relief.

'' Why aren't you ready? '' The policeman's shout made me jump.

'' I'm sorry. ''I mumbled, putting my hands behind my head and approaching him.

'' And why isn't she awake!? ''He asked humorlessly, looking at Trix.

" She... She's not very well; please let her sleep. '' I begged, and he snorted.

'' Whatever, now come on! ''He pushed me out of the cell.

I started walking towards the bathroom, with him behind me. I was scared, and that was something I couldn't deny. It would be my first time alone in that bathroom. I took the towel and soap that the policeman was handing out.

'' Shower soon!

I hurried to the shower, quickly taking off my overalls and placing them on the sink next to the towel.

I started to wash as quickly as I could, my body tensing with fear as I felt a presence behind me.

'' What a beautiful little body, cutie. '' I was turned around brutally and faced Hawkeye.

'' P-Please let me go! '' My voice came out in a whisper, full of fear and desperation.

He laughed, leaning forward and kissing me forcefully. I struggled to break free, but he held me tighter against the wall.

'' I like it when you play hard to get. '' He said, running his tongue over his lips with a predatory smile, making it clear that he wasn't going to give up easily.

'' Stop! '' My voice came out in a muffled scream, but he just laughed, a sinister sound that echoed around the room.

''You're my little whore now, and I'll decide whether to stop or not. ''His voice was like a sentence, making my blood run cold in my veins.

I don't know what came over me, but an impulse of desperation took hold of me, and I ended up headbutting him, making him finally let me go.

'' You bastard!!!

A violent slap smashed into my face, causing me to fall to the ground with a groan of pain. He grabbed my hair brutally, forcing me to my knees in front of him.

''I'll show you who's the fucking boss. '' His voice was a menacing growl, full of cruelty.

He thrust his member into my mouth, and a feeling of disgust and terror flooded my mind. I tried to pull away, but he began to penetrate me violently, without mercy.

'' Ahh, that's it...What a delicious mouth! '' His voice was a hoarse grunt, full of lust and perversion.

Involuntary tears streamed down my face as I desperately tried to breathe between his brutal thrusts.

'' Fuck! I'm going to come.

He squeezed my hair tighter, forcing my mouth to open even wider from the excruciating pain. I could feel his hot, disgusting essence pouring down my throat as I coughed and choked, feeling myself suffocating in his cruelty.

When he finally withdrew his member from my mouth, I began to cough violently, feeling dirty and violated in every way.

''That's for you to learn who's in charge here. ''He laughed contemptuously, leaving me there on the bathroom floor, trembling and fragile.

I ended up vomiting from coughing on the floor, feeling dirty and violated, disgust mixing with terror in my mind.

You bastard!

'' Honey? '' I looked away with difficulty and saw Hina's wide eyes when she saw me in that state. Her expression of horror made my heart squeeze. ''Oh, my God.

She came running up to me, her face contorted with worry.

''What happened? Who did this to you?

'' Hawkeye. '' I spoke in a hoarse voice, feeling an agonizing pain in my throat.

'' Fucking bastard, he must have bought the policeman to let him come on this shift. '' The indignation in Hina's voice was palpable, her anger boiling like a volcano about to explode.

She helped me to my feet, her gentle touch contrasting with the brutality I had faced.

"Can you finish showering?" she asked, and I nodded, determined to get over it.

I got back into the shower, my hands shaking violently under the icy water, each drop seeming like a painful reminder of what had just happened. My mind was a storm of horror and despair, the tumultuous thoughts spinning like leaves in the wind amid the chaos.

I just want to get out of here! That single phrase echoed in my mind like a mantra, a desperate plea for the freedom that seemed so far away. Every second in that prison was an eternity of torture, and every breath was a struggle against the oppression that surrounded me on all sides.