"Wakey Wakey~"
Crip jolts up, seeing Jacob sitting on his bed yet again.
Jacob: "How'd your first day of trauma therapy go?"
Crip doesn't speak. He doesn't even remember much after they strapped him to that machine...
Jacob starts to laugh: "You passes out! Haha! Poor Crippy~"
Crip starts to feel embarrassed. Did he really pass out from the trauma?
Crip: "Why do you keep coming in my cell?"
He finally asks, giving Jacob an awful look.
Jacob grins, pulling at his forced smile scars.
Jacob: "I like ya Crippy. You just need to learn how to stop holding back."
What was that supposed to mean?
Jacob: "I run this bitch, you know. The guards let me do whatever the hell I want, so I can help you."
Crip: "H-help me?"
Jacob: "Yes~"
Crip: "I don't understand..."
Jacob: "You're in a prison Crippy, and it's all in your head. You'll find out what I'm talking about soon enough."
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A Dark World (old-please see new book)
RandomDISCONTINUED (please see new book! Same name "A Dark World" ) is a story of my OCs. It follows one character in particular and he is abused by literally everyone in some way. WARNING: Contains rape, violence, touchy subjects, drugs, abuse, languag...
