Hands restrained to his bed, but no fight to break them, I stood in awe as I examined my new roommate. Beautiful dark black hair, that looked so silky and feathery to the touch, hung over his porcelain face. I wish I could see the color of his bleeding eyes. Without a voice or sound, he had stolen my heart. Suddenly, these padded walls no longer felt so cold. And my heart, began to beat again.

Prison AU | Ghorror | Angeless

Disclaimer: This story contains scenes of graphic violence, vulgar language, sexual content, and depictions of mental illness and self harm. If you are easily triggered, proceed with caution.