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The guard walked along the corridor checking everyone was out of their cells before breakfast. He quickly glanced around M12, seeing that it was empty he moved on to the next cell M13. He glanced around quickly like he always does and turned to leave when he realized that there was someone still on the bottom bunk. The guard automatically pulled out his baton and banged it against the cell bars creating a loud clanging noise. When the prisoner lay on the bottom bunk didn’t make any gesture to show that he was awake the guard gritted his teeth annoyed that he had to be getting the prisoner up (he wasn’t their god damn mum!) and made his way over to the bunk and shook the prisoner. When the guard still didn’t get a response he roughly rolled the prisoner around to face him. When he looked at the prisoners face his face automatically softened.
His eyes were open and were bloodshot and puffy; tears were still rolling down his cheeks. The guard sighed and smiled at him sympathetically. The guards were aware of Gerard way. He was the youngest person to ever be imprisoned here. However none of the other guards really cared it wasn’t there problem and as far as they were concerned just another prisoner.
“It’s Gerard right?” The guard asked softly. Gerard just bit his lip and nodded. “Well I’m Brian, you are gonna have to get up now kid!” The guard (Brian) said almost apologetically. Gerard nodded and slowly got up feeling the pain shooting trough his body coming from his backside, another painful reminder of the previous night’s events.
The guard sniffed up a bit then turned his head away in disgust.
“Jesus Kid, when did you last shower?” Brian asked raising his eyebrow. Gerard shrugged lamely. Normally if someone said something like this to him it would damage his pride. Now though he had no pride left…
“Well by the smell it seams’s like a couple of years” He said light heartedly. “Well you have time to have a shower before breakfast so go make you way down there.”
“No” Gerard said quickly his whole body tensing up. Brian looked at Gerard and saw how distraught the kid was about the idea of having a shower.
“Come on, I’ll walk you down. I’ll make sure there’s a guard the at all times” Brain said softly. Gerard though a moment and the nodded. He really, really wanted a shower. If he was given the chance to have one in safety then it was defiantly worth accepting the offer.
As Brian lead Gerard to the shower areas Gerard had to bite his tongue to stop him self from whimpering. Every little movement he made sent painful shock waves through his body, who knew have something rammed up your anus could cause such pain? Gerard continued walking though with a grimace plastered across his face and a slight jump in his step.
Finally they reached the showers and Gerard was grateful that he didn’t have to move for a moment. Brian told him to wait for a second whilst he went a talked to the guard on duty at the showers. Gerard kept his head down but watched from the corner of his eye as Brian said something to the guard, he watched as the guard responded with a nod and a shrug as if to say ‘sure, whatever, I don’t care’ then he watched as Brian left.
Gerard immediately regretted coming down to the showers. He felt a small sense of security around Brian even if it was only because one; he was a guard and no one would try any thing when he was around and two; he was nice to Gerard. Now Brian was gone though and all the fear came flooding back to him.
Gerard stayed frozen on the spot head down not daring to look up.
“What the hell you waiting for” the guard barked at Gerard “go get your fucking shower.”
Yeah, Gerard defiantly regretted coming to the showers. With his whole body shaking Gerard made his way as quickly as he could over to the changing room that was next to the showers trying to ignore the pain form his behind. Before discarding his clothing he quickly glanced around the room checking that there was no creep dudes staring at him and when he was positive that there was no one his pale trembling hands set to work on the buttons on his jump suit. Finally Gerard had managed to dispose of all of his clothing and even though there was no one staring at him in his naked glory he had still felt so vulnerable. Gerard kept his eyes down and made his way into the steamy showers.
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Frank walked casually into the locker room and quickly got out of his clothing in dire need of a shower. He had been working out with some weights last night and brought up quite a sweat. Unfortunately he had to wait till the next morning to wash. He walked casually into the shower and relaxed as the water hit him. At first frank had been very, very uncomfortable in the shower but by now he had got used to it and knew that because of Bob no one would even look at him like that.
Frank looked on the shower side for a piece of soap and frowned when there was none there. Sighing he move along the side slightly in search for another piece of soap. He saw one just ahead and walked over just about to grab it when a hand reached out at the time. Frank looked up to see who was also reaching for the soap and was surprised to find that it was Gerard. When Gerard realized someone else was there reaching for the soap he quickly retreated but kept his eyes down.
“Hey, Gerard you can have the soap” Frank quickly said seeing that Gerard was moving away. Gerard stopped slightly and looked up seeing it was frank.
“Frank…” Gerard murmured softly. “You take it”
“Gerard, it fine you have it, did you and Bert get along last night?” Frank said wanting to make sure Bert wasn’t messing with him any more.
Gerard eyes widened! Was frank taking the Mick? Had Bert gone and told them all what he had done to him… Gerard could feel his chest tighten. It felt as though someone was squeezing him tighter and tighter. He tried to catch his breath but he couldn’t. The thought of Bert doing that to him and everyone knowing just made his chest tighten and tighten even more. Frank watched as Gerard struggled to breath, he was obviously having a panic attack or had asthma or something.
“Hey, Gerard just breathe okay…” Frank said quite unsure what to do. Gerard didn’t even seam to notice frank had even spoken though. Frank moved quickly to Gerard’s side and pulled him out of the showers into the changing room sitting him down, not even thinking about how they were both completely nude.
After around five minutes Gerards breathing had got better and frank and handed him a towel to cover up, at the same time covering him-self up. After a few moments Gerard got up and went putting his jumpsuit on as quickly as he possibly could and made his way out the changing rooms and quick as he possibly could.
Frank just sat there and watched a little confused what was going on with Gerard? However and he watched Gerard waddle out the room grimacing every time he moved. At that moment Frank knew exactly what was wrong. Bert that mother fucker… There was no way in hell Frank was letting Bert get away with this.
His eyes were open and were bloodshot and puffy; tears were still rolling down his cheeks. The guard sighed and smiled at him sympathetically. The guards were aware of Gerard way. He was the youngest person to ever be imprisoned here. However none of the other guards really cared it wasn’t there problem and as far as they were concerned just another prisoner.
“It’s Gerard right?” The guard asked softly. Gerard just bit his lip and nodded. “Well I’m Brian, you are gonna have to get up now kid!” The guard (Brian) said almost apologetically. Gerard nodded and slowly got up feeling the pain shooting trough his body coming from his backside, another painful reminder of the previous night’s events.
The guard sniffed up a bit then turned his head away in disgust.
“Jesus Kid, when did you last shower?” Brian asked raising his eyebrow. Gerard shrugged lamely. Normally if someone said something like this to him it would damage his pride. Now though he had no pride left…
“Well by the smell it seams’s like a couple of years” He said light heartedly. “Well you have time to have a shower before breakfast so go make you way down there.”
“No” Gerard said quickly his whole body tensing up. Brian looked at Gerard and saw how distraught the kid was about the idea of having a shower.
“Come on, I’ll walk you down. I’ll make sure there’s a guard the at all times” Brain said softly. Gerard though a moment and the nodded. He really, really wanted a shower. If he was given the chance to have one in safety then it was defiantly worth accepting the offer.
As Brian lead Gerard to the shower areas Gerard had to bite his tongue to stop him self from whimpering. Every little movement he made sent painful shock waves through his body, who knew have something rammed up your anus could cause such pain? Gerard continued walking though with a grimace plastered across his face and a slight jump in his step.
Finally they reached the showers and Gerard was grateful that he didn’t have to move for a moment. Brian told him to wait for a second whilst he went a talked to the guard on duty at the showers. Gerard kept his head down but watched from the corner of his eye as Brian said something to the guard, he watched as the guard responded with a nod and a shrug as if to say ‘sure, whatever, I don’t care’ then he watched as Brian left.
Gerard immediately regretted coming down to the showers. He felt a small sense of security around Brian even if it was only because one; he was a guard and no one would try any thing when he was around and two; he was nice to Gerard. Now Brian was gone though and all the fear came flooding back to him.
Gerard stayed frozen on the spot head down not daring to look up.
“What the hell you waiting for” the guard barked at Gerard “go get your fucking shower.”
Yeah, Gerard defiantly regretted coming to the showers. With his whole body shaking Gerard made his way as quickly as he could over to the changing room that was next to the showers trying to ignore the pain form his behind. Before discarding his clothing he quickly glanced around the room checking that there was no creep dudes staring at him and when he was positive that there was no one his pale trembling hands set to work on the buttons on his jump suit. Finally Gerard had managed to dispose of all of his clothing and even though there was no one staring at him in his naked glory he had still felt so vulnerable. Gerard kept his eyes down and made his way into the steamy showers.
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Frank walked casually into the locker room and quickly got out of his clothing in dire need of a shower. He had been working out with some weights last night and brought up quite a sweat. Unfortunately he had to wait till the next morning to wash. He walked casually into the shower and relaxed as the water hit him. At first frank had been very, very uncomfortable in the shower but by now he had got used to it and knew that because of Bob no one would even look at him like that.
Frank looked on the shower side for a piece of soap and frowned when there was none there. Sighing he move along the side slightly in search for another piece of soap. He saw one just ahead and walked over just about to grab it when a hand reached out at the time. Frank looked up to see who was also reaching for the soap and was surprised to find that it was Gerard. When Gerard realized someone else was there reaching for the soap he quickly retreated but kept his eyes down.
“Hey, Gerard you can have the soap” Frank quickly said seeing that Gerard was moving away. Gerard stopped slightly and looked up seeing it was frank.
“Frank…” Gerard murmured softly. “You take it”
“Gerard, it fine you have it, did you and Bert get along last night?” Frank said wanting to make sure Bert wasn’t messing with him any more.
Gerard eyes widened! Was frank taking the Mick? Had Bert gone and told them all what he had done to him… Gerard could feel his chest tighten. It felt as though someone was squeezing him tighter and tighter. He tried to catch his breath but he couldn’t. The thought of Bert doing that to him and everyone knowing just made his chest tighten and tighten even more. Frank watched as Gerard struggled to breath, he was obviously having a panic attack or had asthma or something.
“Hey, Gerard just breathe okay…” Frank said quite unsure what to do. Gerard didn’t even seam to notice frank had even spoken though. Frank moved quickly to Gerard’s side and pulled him out of the showers into the changing room sitting him down, not even thinking about how they were both completely nude.
After around five minutes Gerards breathing had got better and frank and handed him a towel to cover up, at the same time covering him-self up. After a few moments Gerard got up and went putting his jumpsuit on as quickly as he possibly could and made his way out the changing rooms and quick as he possibly could.
Frank just sat there and watched a little confused what was going on with Gerard? However and he watched Gerard waddle out the room grimacing every time he moved. At that moment Frank knew exactly what was wrong. Bert that mother fucker… There was no way in hell Frank was letting Bert get away with this.
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