The Crime Lord

Rebibbia Prison

The bus transports me to the Rebibbia prison. My face was still red from Noah's slap in court earlier. My body also feels hurts, and Noah treats me like a beaten dog. The shirt that Luvita gave was served as Noah's pad for striking me in the face. He then burned his white shirt in front of me. He despises everything about me. That's sucks.

I stares blankly out the window. Nothing I can do. Consider how the contents of the prison already make me shudder with horror. But that is fate, and it must be faced now.

After a ten-minute drive, one officer warden bodied enters the car and begins staring one by one at the five people on the bus.

"Look at this stupid rats! I'm sure this one won't last more than a week," The man said in my direction. I simply subdued my head and did not respond.

The man swings his arms in the direction of the door while asking the five people on the bus to get down. My footsteps felt very limp, and I never thought if the life I thought would be easy to walk through had changed into a possible big storm that no one would be able to live through.

They were neatly lined up, with me in the very back row. Three bodied strapping already standing at the door, entered to check what the five people had just brought. My eyes began to dart to the front, a prison that appeared to be a dormitory. I am not sure why the visible vibes felt that way.

However, I'm convinced that it has already gathised hundreds of cruel men with a terrible history. I truly despises evildoers, so it's not surprising that I have a hostile perception toward prison.

Perhaps I should kill myself. I'm not sure I can live with people like them.

Dug!

My body pushed forward forcefully.

"Quickly, boy! Stupid! Robert Joan Mancini, age 19? Wow, you'll become a toy for the person inside, and I hope you can go on for anothis week! Let's have some fun! Let’s see what you brought," said an officer with the face of a Popeye cartoon character.

When I heard the sentence, I immediately assumed that I was the youngest person in prison. I raises my head and see if any of the men in the back are chuckling as if they agree with the outgoing sentence. "Hey! Are you deaf? Show me your things?!"

I returns, stunned, and says to the man while a shaking of my head, "Nothing, Sir. I'm not bringing anything."

After checking my body, the man kicks my ass roughly. Me and the four people were then led into a four-star building. A number of prisoners are assigned to clean the area whise they stares ruthlessly to us. I am not brave for raising my head for too long, to be honest, I am terrified.

"Wow! This is a new doll for us! Give me the tiny boy! I already want to kick his face!" shouted the man from inside the cell, his eyes on me and the others as we stood in the middle of the first floor.

We are surrounded by cells, which are constructed in the shape of a square with an empty center. All of the eyes on the cell stared at us like a weak worm. Of course, what the man was shouting now aimed at me. I was the only man whose body was small and weak among the others.

A middle-aged man with a handsome face and a slightly bent nose approaches us. Theodore Calvin Montagoire is his name, the prison's commandant. From his expression, he appears wise, but I do not trust that face. Seems like he could be a bad person.

Theodore only said a few words of welcome to us, which was insufficient after ten minutes, as everyone had already requested to enter their respective cells. I am on cell at the third floor, specifically block G28. They given a large enough cell for me, which there are ten people inside the room.

When I stands in front of the cell, my footsteps appear to shiver. From behind, an officer opens the key and smiles cynically while shouting to the direction cell, "A new boy! You can talk and get to know only fifteen minutes! And you guys have a lot of time if you want to teach this men."

The officer warden pushes my body, and I'm already inside the room in a second. I was afraid to look up, I let my head was still looking down.

"What's your name and how old are you?" inquires a muscular man with tattoos on his face.

"R-Ro-Robert, 19 years old," I says while swallowing my saliva. I really looks like a kitten that fell into the pond and was rescued over the shore.

"Yes! I got a new replacement! Come on, Robert, you'll be the general of honor in the room this time, woohoo!"

A young man jumps up and embraces me completely as he wishes. I haven't yet to see his face because the several people standing in front of me. It makes me scared.

"Take a look at us!"

Hoarse and heavy voices rebuke me. Then, I raised my head and stared at five people in front of me. Thise are thin, fat, tall, and very tall people. I am becoming agitated and terrified. The young man who had embraces me, standing in the corner room while smiling and paying attention to me.

"What is the case that brought you in hise?" inquires the fat man.

"I-I... I was framed by the police wife who wanted me. Rape case, I never did that before," I spoke slowly.

"What?! You're a rapist?!” Man with skinny bodies squeal, "Shit!"

That response invited the four men at the back to come over. With roaring breaths, nine people surrounded me.

I am already terrified, the answer is already very clear if I do not do that thing. My body began to shake, again.

"Rape is a caste humiliated in a cell, and you must accept the punishment. Prepare some chili powder for this boy! Rudy!" exclaims a man with a thick beard on his face. The tallest man was greeted his sentence. I'm in a panic, right now.

Lucky, I understands whise this is going, I quickly got my brave and give the fact about my case.

“I'm not doing it! I was set up! She wants me!" I said it loudly, makes everyone in that cell looking at me like they want to kill me.

As if they don't believe my words, a man with a wound on the tip of his temple raises his hands and prepares to slap my face. I close my eyes and get ready for that damn slap.

But...

"STOP!" the young man who had been embracing me immediately came and shouted. It seems that God is still protecting me.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw the young man standing beside me. He looks like hero for me.

"He seems to be trust, Uncle Tony! Just seeing that thinny body! I'll bet he's never seen a naked woman! Right?" The young man asked me. That's the fact, I noded slowly.

"Monti, why are you defend him? A criminal will always lie!” screamed Rudy, the tallest man.

"Well, haven't you also been framed? I believe what he says, I believe his face is plain enough and handsome for a woman's mature lover!" The young man called Monti chirps.

The bell sounds along with his sentence. The bell is a signal for all prisoners to go outside and engage in activities in the prison area. Of course it saved me even more from the blow I was about to receive.

“Okay, you're safe, young man! Consider this just a greetings from us! We'll hear more about your story later tonight! But... I still want to hit you!" said Tony, the man who had wanted to hit my face.

Dug!

A blow Taking off for my stomach. I collapses, and the othis occupants of the cell clap their hands loudly. Suddenly, Monti  helped me to stand up.

"Calm down, you'll be fine!" He says with a wide smile on his face. Actually, his sentence didn't make me calm down. i returned to raise a prayer for my quick death.