SILENT TEARS (2) CHAPTER 3

She couldn't believe what was about to happen to her. The moment she saw the way he gazed at her she then knew she was in hell. The guard stared with lust and something dark that faith couldn't fathom. She took several steps away from the man but the man didn't back down.

"Bitch! Come over here." The guard said and jerked faith towards him and backed handed her across the face. Faith fell and tears immediately began to cover her eye lids which prevented her from seeing what the man was about to do. He tossed her on the ground and pulled on her hair violently making faith to scream agonizingly.

"Get on your knees and hands cunt." He said and forcefully pushed her to her needs but couldn't succeed bending her. Faith struggled with the man but it was futile.

"Bitch can't you hear me." He said angrily and punched her across the face. Fist colliding with skin, flesh and bones was excruciating pain. She had never felt so much pain in her life, She didn't even feel as much pain when she got separated from her family. Faith watched as the people in the cell stared and murmured, no one tried to help her. The man reaped off faiths dirty gown, which revealed her dark beautiful skin adorned with a black lacy bra and black lacy underwear.

"Please, don't do this to me! I'm just a little girl. Help help!!!." she screamed and wailed until she could do nothing but cry.

"I'm gonna fuck your pretty little cunt." He said and tore her underwear. When he shoved down his Jean he shoved along his briefs excitedly, barely keeping the excited look he had in his eyes which scared faith. He had also knelt and brought out his manhood and smiled evilly, barely registering the sound of the cell gate opening he said;

"You are mine to fu..." A gun shot was fired and for a moment faith thought she was dead but the guard dropped dead sideways beside her. She turned quickly and stared at the man's forehead. A bullet through the skull that was what killed the fucker, thought faith. She was glad but also scared at the same time. She was frightened by the amount of blood that pooled close to her and the hole that was now part of this man. She looked at the blood and slowly averted her gaze from it but this time towards her savior. He was a white skinned man. Faith shuddered and clenched her sides, her savior was a white man but not just any white man, he had dirty blonde hair and dull blue eyes, they were the most frightening eyes she had ever seen. His face told the same story his eyes did. His eyes promised brutality and cruelness but that wasn't what frightened faith, it was the smirk on his face. He looked around his mid forties but was ruggedly handsome. He stared at her with a scrutinizing look and said to the tall lady faith was yet to notice.

"Tell the cleaners to get rid of this body and go get her some clothes." He said not bothering to glance at faith. The tall lady dragged faith along with her but the blond man stayed.

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