Do You Think I Deserve This? Closed.

Maria squirmed about again on the bed, tears streaming down her cheeks. She watched her walk out and she slowly relaxed back on the bed, her small body shaking like mad. She didn't want to be here anymore, she wanted to go back home. She'd be a good girl to everyone, and wouldn't screw up anymore. She watched as a nurse came in and untied her and then gave her her medication. Maria took it, being the good girl like she promised herself she would be, then curled up into a little ball on the bed.

Scarlett walked down the hall, into a dark room, "I was wondering when you were going to get here," She walked over to a desk where a mysterious man was sitting, "What are you in for this time?" She touched his head and he flinched away, "Aww, now now, I am not going to hurt you anymore little dove, I have someone else for you and I now," She laughed at walked out of the room.

[[oooohhhh a twist in the story, do you mind?]]

[ I don't mind, haha. Who is it though, and what's he in for? D: ]

Maria whined softly, her wrists hurting more than before. She hid under the blankets and tensed up when she heard footsteps in the hallway. She whimpered softly and hid herself completely, trying to keep her tears down.

[[He is a patient that Scarlett used to torture like she did Marie, and now she uses him to torture other patients... But, there is an interesting thought in Micheal's head :3 Do you want me to get a picture of him for you?]]

Scarlett walked down the hallway, stopping at Marie's door, holding on to Micheals chains as she fumbled through her keys to find the one to Marie's door. She opened the door and drug Micheal in shutting the door behind her. "Marie, this is Micheal, Micheal this is Marie. He is now your new best friend, and your worst nightmare." Scarlett lauged cynically. She took off Micheal's chains and sat on the floor against the door. "Go ahead Micheal, introduce yourself like you always do," she smiled. Micheal looked over at Marie. He had never seen someone so beautiful before. He didn't want to hurt someone so beautiful, but he knew if he didn't touch her, Scarlett would hurt him later. He didn't know what was worse, hurting someone so beautiful, and innocent, or being whipped by Scarlett again. "Well? What are you waiting for?" Scarlett said sounding impatient. He flinched at the sound of her voice and walked over to Marie. He touched her arm, her skin felt like the finest of silks. He didn't want to do this, "I'm becoming impatient Micheal," Scarlett said rolling her eyes. He stared a moment longer then grabbed Marie's wrists tightly and stood over top of her.

[ Yes please. ]

Marie's breathing sped up as Michael watched her, touched her...studied her. She was scared. Something about him just terrified her, she didn't really know what it was yet though. When he grabbed her wrists she yelped in pain, trying her hardest not to cry. "M-Michael, let go, p-please," she stammered, "Y-you're my friend, right? F-friends don't hurt friends," she whispered, her blue eyes pleading. She hoped she could get to him, but even still she didn't want Scarlett to hurt him either.

[[ ]]

Micheal looked into her pleading eyes, a tear forming in the corner, he whispered, "I'll try to be gentle, just make it sound worse, I'm sorry, I have no choice," a tinge of pain in his voice as he force himself between her legs, he looked away from her eyes, it was less painful to do anything to her if he didn't look at her. He forced himself in her, he heard her screams, he knew he was hurting her, but it was less than the ones before, he held back tears, for fear if Scarlett saw his eyes later he would hit him for caring about her.

[ he's so adorable. ]

Marie screamed in pain, it was all real at first since she wasn't used to it at all. She felt tears welling up in her eyes and she let them fall this time as she struggled. She wanted Scarlett to believe it. She slowly started to adjust to ~him and forced herself not to moan, but continue to scream.

[[right? I thought that too :P]]

Scarlett sat by the door cleaning her finger nails acting bored, "Good boy Micheal, if you do this one right, you won't get beaten tonight, and remember to kiss her, it's impolite to not kiss the girl you are fucking," She lauged. Micheal opened his eyes, unsure what to do, he was already guilty of hurting her, he looked into her eyes for any kind of sign as to what he should do.

Marie whimpered weakly and looked up at him, nodding a little bit. "Do it," she whispered, hoping that Scarlett didn't hear. She didn't mind if he did it...honestly, it would probably make her feel better. She forced out another scream and squirmed around again.

Micheal looked down at Marie's lips, feeling nervous about it all, he slowly bent down and kissed her, tingles shooting through his body, her soft lips so gently on his, he forced his tongue into her mouth as he continued to thrust, he wanted to make it seem like he was muffling her screams so it wouldn't wake the other patients. But he loved the feeling of her lips on his.

Marie closed her eyes again, feeling the same tingles he was. She knew she wasn't supposed to...but she liked the feeling of his lips on hers. She tried her hardest to make it look like she didn't like it, and forced herself not to kiss back, though she wanted to so fucking badly.

Michael felt the pressure build up inside, he didn't know what to do, should he finish or should he stop? He started to slow down, forcing himself to take his lips of Maria's. Desperately looking in her eyes. He wanted to make it seem like he was trying to hurt her, but he wasn't sure how Scarlett would responed if he didn't hit her like he did the others. But the others, he never felt like this towards them, he never felt the tingles in his stomach, never saw such beautiful blue eyes before in his life. He wanted to hit her, only for the sake of Scarlett not realizing that they were both enjoying it. He slapped her face, regreting it the moment his hand went up, but he hoped Maria would know he only did it because Scarlett was there.

Marie cried out in pain, tears springing to her eyes immediately. She started to squirm around again, the tears rolling down her cheeks. She looked up at him, her blue eyes pleading for him to stop again as the pain started to sink in again. "It hurts," she choked out, struggling against him. She knew Scarlette would enjoy this.

Scarlett laughed her menacing laugh, "Alright Michael, it's time to finish up, we have to let Marie get some sleep. She stood up and walked towards them. pulling Michael off Marie and throwing him to the floor. "Now then little dove," she spoke to Marie, "it's time for you to get some sleep," She pulled a needle filled with Mellaril to help her relax and forget the world. "Come along now Michael," She grabbed his arm and pulled him out of her room, slamming the door behind her.
"Get in your cell now!" She threw Michael in his room, "Maybe you'll get to see Little Dove again in a few days, maybe you won't. Until then, goodnight Dove." Scarlett slammed the door behind her. Michael sat on the floor tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, he rolled into a ball and began crying. What if I never see her again? What if this is the last time we'll meet alive? he thought to himself as he cried himself to sleep.

Marie looked around for a little bit, the room spinning. She whimpered and squirmed around a little on the bed, tears in her eyes as she struggled. She didn't really want to go to sleep, and she wasn't sure why. After a few moments she closed her eyes, whimpering softly. She thought of Michael and let out a tiny sob as she fell into a deep sleep.

Scarlett sat in her office, looking over today's paper work, so much happened today... hmm... Micheal seemed to "enjoy" that one more than usual, and Marie, well, Marie has learned her lesson for now, she needs to learn that thereareno friends here. What's on tomorrow's to-do list? She looked down the paper, she saw Marie's name at her 2 o'clock session, Oh great, I get to deal with her whinny ass again... She sighed and put her paperwork away and headed home.

Marie slowly woke the next morning, her head pounding. She muttered a few unintelligible words and rubbed her eyes, then looked around again. She thought of everything that had happened the day before and she swallowed hard, trying not to cry. She jumped a litle when a nurse came in to give her her medication and she took them without a problem, not wanting to get in trouble again. When she finished she showered and dressed again and followed the nurse down to the group room, her head down. Deep down she hoped to see Micheal, but she was still a little scared. She limped into the room and looked around, spotting him easily in the room. There weren't too many other patients anyways. She limped over to him and stood in front of him, swallowing hard. "H-hello, Micheal," she stammered a little.

Micheal stood there, staring out the window, he heard Marie's voice and jumped a little, "H-hi, M-marie," he kept looking out the window, hiding his right side of this face so she wouldn't see. He looked down at his feet, "I thought about you all night." He paused a moment, "You know Scarlett won't be happy is she sees us talking casually like this, she'll beat you again, and me, but I'm more concerned about your safety over my own, I've been here for three years, I know how she works, but you, you are so innocent, and so kind. You don't deserve her hate."
Scarlett walked into the room and saw Micheal and Marie talking, her eyes lit up like firecrackers. So they think they can just socialize like this? We'll see about that She walked up to them, "Why hello you two, have a good night?" She said sounding sweet. They went pale, "What were we talking about? Hopefully nothing about your sweet Scarlett, because you know I can bring in the doctor next session, and he'll be much more firm than I will," She smirked. "Ms. Scarlett, we weren't talking bad about you, M-marie came up to me to ask me why I would hurt her in such a way. I told her that it was your way of fixing the people here, because they learn better from pain, than niceness." He said, lying through his teeth. "Is that so? Well Marie, he is right. Children learn faster with punishment, and Micheal, I'll have a little talk with you later tonight, maybe we'll get your left side to match your right," She laughed when Micheal touched his face, "Well, I'll see you two later then, don't forget Marie, we have another session today. Scarlett walked away, and Micheal began to softly cry, looking down trying to hide his face from Marie.

Marie swallowed hard and watched him, biting on her lower lip. "I-I know she will...but-," she stopped and froze up when she heard Scarlett's voice. She started shaking a bit more and she whimpered softly. She shook her head when Scarlett asked if they were talking bad about her, and she lowered her eyes to the floor. She whimpered again when she mentioned a doctor, and simply nodded at Michael's lie to explain what they were conversing about. She glanced at Michael when Scarlett mentioned something about his face, and she frowned weakly. She whimpered again when she remembered they had another session and she tried to fight down tears. She didn't want to go. She wanted to run away, with Michael of course. She waited before the woman was out of sight before she got closer to Michael. She swallowed hard and pursed her lips, gently moving his hand away from his face. She frowned a bit more at the scars and she leaned in, pressing soft kisses to them. "I'm so sorry, Michael," she murmured, looking into his eyes. She didn't know why someone would hurt someone so sweet like this. She sat down next to him on the couch and hugged him gently. "We'll get out of here someday soon, I'll make sure of it. And Scarlett will pay for what she's done to you, and to me, and to everyone else she's ever hurt. I promise," she murmured in a hushed but gentle tone. She gave him a weak but reassuring smiled and kissed his cheek softly. "We'll get through this," she murmured.

Scarlett walked down the hall, her heels clicking on the linoleum floor. Searching down her chart, she really didn't want to deal with anyone issues today, because honestly, she didn't really care. She paused in the hallway and looked into a cell, some girl was rocking back and forth whispering to the "voices" Scarlett smirked and continues walking, looks like we have another victim for the charts. Scarlett walked into the doctors office, "Sir, have you checked over these charts? Something appears to me miss...ing... Oh, sorry, I didn't know you were busy, I'll leave you be." Scarlett turned to leave and he grabbed her arm, "No, please stay, there is someone I would like you to meet. This is Andrea, Marie's mother." Scarlett paused in awe, she had no idea Marie's mom was so beautiful, yet, so worn down, from either worry or stress. From the way that Marie talks about her, I didn't think she would actually worry about her daughter.