139: Prison (III)

Liam was pushed to confront his horror the following morning. He wasn't even given a few more hours to rest as he was taken back to his cell, to meet with his cellmates once more.

If he could be granted one wish, it would be to find himself in another cell and not that exact cell that contained the men who beat him black and blue the previous day. Seeing their faces again was way too much for him to handle

"I can see you're back," Robbs stroked his beard. He was the leader out of all three men.

Liam bit back a groan as he stood, unmoving. He couldn't even turn his neck to the other side because it was stuff from the beatings he received the previous day. It felt like the medications given to him were useless because the pains were worse than before.

Life kept getting worse for him, although he was partly at fault for what happened yesterday since the first thing which came out of his mouth was a challenge. And then his face was used as a punching bag.

Liam remained in his standing s
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