"Get up you fucking moron...who told you to sleep? get your fucking ass up" a tall bald bulky man seethed kicking the weak man who was laying on the cold hard floor. Angry at his ignorance, he grabbed the man's hair and forcefully pulled him up on his feet. "I SAID GET THE FUCK UP" the bald guy yelled slapping the poor man hard on the face. "S-sorry" the weak man replied, trembling as he tiredly walked forward to do his chores.

Tom was a scary guy, he acted like he owned the cells. Tall, bulky, scary-looking dude everyone feared him. He was like a bully, making everyone do his chores for him, even some of the officers themselves peed their pants when they tried to confront him. "Ah here comes the little wanker, fucking rapist...look at him" a few prisoners laughed pointing fingers at the weak man.

Ezhil cried silently as he felt himself getting pushed to his knees, the hard floor scraped his flesh making him hiss in pain. "I heard he killed his sister" someone muttered. "Ya...he is worse than us" another whispered. Ezhil closed his eyes tightly, his heart churning in pain, his stomach twisting into knots. "P-please" he whimpered. "Aww is little Mr. Murderer crying...aww...so sad" laughter exploded in the cells as a prisoner mocked Ezhil in a childish tone.

"Mother fucking rapist...tell me...how was it?" Ezhil felt his cheeks being grabbed harshly forcing him to look at Gareth who was giving Ezhil a hideous smirk. "L-leave me" Ezhil pleaded only to be punched in the face making him groan in pain. "Fucking pussy...I asked you how did it feel huh? how did it feel sticking your dick into a girl's pussy and taking her innocence huh?" Gareth spat in his face making Ezhil flinch but his fists were clenched hearing the disrespect from a filth's mouth.

Uncountable tears flowed down his cheeks as he shook in fear. Gareth was a scary guy, the brother of Tom, the devil himself. Ezhil once thought he was the devil, oh boy...how wrong he was after he was thrown into the cells.

"How about we give him a little taste of his own medicine...what say, guys?" Gareth stood up smirking at all his cellmates who cheered. Ezhil's eyes widened in shock as he started to crawl back but Gareth quickly snapped his head towards him. "BOYS...GET HIM" he yelled causing 5 guys to hold Ezhil down who yelled and thrashed around to let him go.

"NO...NO...LET ME GO...LET ME GO" he shouted but his yells and cries were ignored. He was harshly thrown onto the table, his head held down hard against the table. His eyes opened fully wide when he felt his trousers being pulled down. "No...no...no...NO...NO...PLEASE....PLEASE...DON'T" he screamed but the hands that held him down were too strong for him to fight against.

Suddenly, he felt an intense pain enter his backside making him scream out in agony. Tear after tear dropped out of his sore eyes as each thrust felt like a stab to his chest. He looked at the wall in front of him and cried, watching himself as he raped Eyshana, slapped her across the face, tore her clothes and assaulted her body, ripping her innocence away from her and leaving her there naked, cold and alone...bleeding and shattered.

At every thrust, he saw his sins playing in front of him. He saw himself slap Roshani as she cursed him that he will never get his love. He saw himself play with girls and then breaking their hearts not feeling an ounce of remorse and guilt of his actions. He saw himself punch Eyshana, fingers pointing at her as they mocked her. He saw the same tears that fell out of her eyes when her body was shamed and publicly shown to world. He saw himself shoot his own sister to death, watching the life slip out of her as she took her last breath.

He saw each and every moment as he felt the thrusts entering him painfully. He finally knew what it felt being manhandled and raped and he was ashamed, embarrassed, broken, and in pain. He wished he could rewind time and make everything right but it was too late. He just wanted to die right at this moment but death was an easy escape for a monster like Ezhil.

Ezhil was thrown roughly to the ground as the gates to the cells opened, officers rushing in as they yelled at the prisoners to get back in their own cell rooms. Ezhil laid there, no emotion on his face, pain in his backside, pain in his heart. "I'm sorry" he whispered as he felt someone dragging his body away.

***

His hair was in a mess, his beard grown fully, dark bags under his eyes, and his nails dirty. Leaning his head against the wall, Ezhil stared at the wall in front of him, darkness surrounding him. This has been him for the last two years. After being raped by some of the prisoners, he hasn't spoken since then. Some say he is in shock, some call him crazy. Days and nights he would cry and just cry that his eyes would dry out and no tears would be left in his body to cry out.

Beaten, punched, and slapped was an everyday thing for Ezhil. Tom and Gareth wouldn't leave any opportunity to bully and attack Ezhil breaking him to the point of not living. 2 years ago in court, it was announced that Ezhil would be sentenced to jail for a lifetime. Just before Ezhil was sent to jail, someone paid him a special visit in prison, someone who was angry, someone whose blood was boiling for what he did to their woman.

"Hello Mr. Mital, how are you doing?" Malin tilted his head as he smirked at the shaken Ezhil. Ezhil was sat on the floor, his arms hugging himself as he rocked back and forth muttering the name 'Preeti' continuously. "Malin, don't....just let him go...he is going to be sentenced to jail anyways" his friend blocked his way. "Get out of my way Seth, I vowed Eyshana I will make his life a living hell" Malin snapped.

"She won't be happy if she finds out you did this. Don't do it, Malin, his punishment has already been decided" Seth tried to explain. "Well it's not enough" Malin gritted before opening the cell doors and grabbing Ezhil making him stand up. "I'm going to make you pay you bastard" Malin spat and at that night, Ezhil was scarred with cuts all over his back as Malin whipped him, punched him, and beat him up reminding him of his sins, reminding him who he was...a rapist and now a murderer.

His cries echoed in the walls of the cells, Officers even had to look away as they were shocked seeing the monster side of Malin but deep down they knew, Ezhil deserved this.

"Preeti...Preeti" he mumbled as he slowly started to doze off. "Preeti" "Who is this Preeti?" a new prisoner asked as he watched Ezhil mutter to himself. "I don't know...some say it's his sister who he killed" his friend shrugged not interested in the crazy man muttering to himself. "but then who is that girl?" Conner asked curiously. "What girl?" his friend Josh frowned. Lifting his finger, Conner pointed to the wall Ezhil was leaning against. "That girl," he said.

Josh's eyes squinted before widening in surprise. "I don't know but damn she is hot" Conner nudged Josh hearing his comment as he glared at him. "What?" Josh shrugged. Connor glanced back at Ezhil who now nodded off to sleep hugging himself tight. He felt bad for the guy, he didn't even know him but he pitied him. He wondered why he would murder his own sister. All prisoners bullied him, beat him, and made him do their dirty jobs, he was treated like trash here yet he never said a word.

He noticed how Ezhil would flinch or how a teardrop would escape from his eyes as he kept muttering one name 'Preeti'. The only time he ever saw a reaction from Ezhil was when Tom made an inappropriate comment on this 'Preeti' which made Ezhil snap beating Tom up nearly to death. That's when officers had to separate Tom and Gareth from the cells.

Connor was curious about this man's story. Who is he? and what did he actually do? he thought to himself as he glanced at the huge drawing of a girl's face who looked familiar. Was this girl 'Preeti' who he always muttered about? Who was this girl? he questioned himself as he sighed and looked away from the drawing of the girl who once ruled Ezhil's heart...his beauty...his Eyshana.

***

Ezhil was separated from his friends, they were all in different cells far from each other. Sunny laid on his back and stared at the ceiling above. Sunny was sentenced to prison for 5 years, which was the same for the rest of the gang except Ezhil but Sunny didn't want to leave because he had no purpose out there in the big wide world. He knew once he was out, he would kill himself, he wanted to reunite with his family up there, his Riya and his baby.

The night would be his favorite time because that's when he could meet his family. Closing his eyes he would reunite with his wife, his Riya, and their grown-up baby. In his head he already had imagined himself and Riya getting married hence making her his wife. Some would say Sunny has lost his mind and maybe he has. He believes Riya is waiting for him but the guilt inside him wouldn't finish. He wanted to be properly punished by the law, he wanted to repent for his crime, for his sins.

Every night he would talk in his sleep and smile irritating other prisoners. Sometimes he would jolt up awake, shouting, shaking and sweating in fear when seeing the bloody tears seeping out of Riya's eyes, her voice screaming at him that he killed her and their baby. His condition was no different than Ezhil's, being beaten was an everyday thing for Sunny but he had already accepted his destiny and he will be returning to his Riya soon.

Sunny's family had disowned him the day they visited him in prison. The look in their eyes, the disappointment and disgust broke him into tears. He was a disgrace, just like his father said.

"Sunny, my boy...why...how...I don't understand but I'm going to get you bailed out okay?" Mr. Edwards panicked while his wife cried holding her son's hands through the bars. "D-don't d-dad" Sunny's voice trembled. "Why? you are innocent, these bastards have charged you with false accusations"

"No dad...they did right...I deserve to be here" Sunny mumbled, fear rising up in his heart, scared to tell his parents the truth. "What are you talking about Sunny?" Mrs. Edwards caressed his face. "M-mum...m-mum I'm...I'm a murderer" he cried against the bars. His parents looked at their son with utter shock. What on earth was he even saying? they questioned themselves.

"No you are not Sunny, my son isn't a murderer, I'm going to get you out of here" "M-mum" Sunny sobbed. "just....just listen to me" Sunny inhaled deeply. Sunny started narrating his story, from meeting Eyshana and Riya, from Eyshana being raped to losing Riya, he narrated everything more like crying out everything. "I did that to h-her mum...I k-killed my b-baby" he sobbed in pain.

Mr. and Mrs. Edwards stood there shocked. There was no expression on their faces but they were hurt, disappointed and disgusted with what they have just heard from their son's mouth. "Is that why...is that why Eyshana vanished for 10 years?" Mr. Edwards asked coldly. Sunny nodded with tears.

In anger Mr. Edwards grabbed Sunny's collars making his face bash against the metals bars. "HOW DARE YOU?" he yelled in anger making Mrs. Edwards wail. "If these bars weren't here I would have -" Mrs. Edwards held her husband's clenched fist. "You are a disgrace Sunny, you're a fucking disgrace. I am ashamed to call you my son. You ruined two innocent girls' lives, including a life who didn't even get to see this world....you're disgusting" Mr. Edward spat. He was in a rage, he wanted to punch his son, he wanted to teach him a lesson.

Grabbing his hair, Mr. Edwards kicked the bars making Mrs. Edwards jump. "I'm s-sorry-" "SHUT UP...JUST SHUT UP" Mr. Edwards exploded. "From today I disown you as my own son" Mr. Edward announced coldly causing Mrs. Edwards to gasp. Sunny fell to his knees sobbing as he kept repeating 'sorry's' but it was too late for that, sorry's won't bring back the dead, neither their happiness.

"M-mum" Sunny cried. Mrs. Edwards shook her head wiping the tears off her face. "I am so ashamed Sunny, I can't believe I gave birth to a monster to you, I love you, I am your mother but being a woman, I can't forgive you Sunny, you hurt a girl, you allowed her self respect to be torn right in front of yours eyes, shame on you. Now I wonder if I were ever to get hurt would you have ever defended me?" Mrs. Edwards spat.

"MUM" Sunny snapped his eyes to his mother with shock. How could she even say that? She was his mother, he would happily give his life for her. "You disgust me" Mrs. Edwards gave him a disgusted look before walking away with Mr. Edwards behind her who gave Sunny a last glance, his eyes filled with hurt and disgust.

"I'm coming soon Riya...I'm coming" tears escaped from Sunny's eyes as he laid on the cold floor hugging himself without a blanket on him, shivering as he drowned himself in the thoughts of his imaginary family.

Meanwhile, Vicky tiredly swept the floors, sweat dripping down from his temple as he wiped it off with his arm continuing with his sweeping. All on his mind was just Sona, every day he would ask the officers about her, how is she? how was the baby? but he would always be either punched or ignored. Vicky is patiently waiting for the day to be out of prison, he is dying to see Sona's face, to hug her, to kiss her...he misses her so much that it hurt. "S-sir" Vicky dropped the broom as he rushed towards an Officer who came in to check on the prisoners. "Fuck not again" the officer rolled his eyes. "Do you know anything about Sona, Sona butt, she...she is in the woman's-" "HEY...I'VE HAD IT WITH YOU...ENOUGH" the officer yelled cutting Vicky off rudely. Vicky's bottom lip trembled as he looked down shaking his head.

Suddenly, Vicky raised his fist and punched the officer on his jaw making the Officer freeze for a moment before he turned his bruised face towards Vicky with anger. "Motherfucking bitch" he spat before punching Vicky on his nose. Falling to the ground with a thud, Vicky groaned in pain as blood drizzled down from his nose to his lips. Criminals surrounded the injured man as more Police Officers rushed inside holding Vicky down to the ground. "You will regret punching me you bastard" the Officer gritted pulling Vicky's air, his face now being pulled upwards facing the Officer's angry face before feeling a sting on his eye making him scream out in pain.

The Officer beat Vicky black and blue while the prisoners just watched in silence. No one stepped forward to help him, no one raised their voice to defend him, no one at all and this reminded him of when Eyshana screamed and cried for help but none of them uttered a word. His past sins flashed in front of his eyes causing tear after tear to drop out of his eyes as he took the painful beating.

Guilt and regret increased in his chest as he laid there weakly and bloody not even trying to defend himself. One last punch to his head caused him to see stars. A mixture of black and white kept blurring in front of his eyes until he finally laid there limp with his eyes closed.

Sona, the love of his life, the girl he had been chasing and finally got was away from him in god knows what condition. She was the girl he wanted to marry, to have children with but their own sins ruined that dream. He wished he could have married Sona earlier but it was Sona's wish to wait until they found Eyshana and Sagar.

Sona on the other hand was in total shock. She didn't move, didn't speak, didn't even eat unless she was forced too. Mary, a lady who was in the cells with her became a mother figure to Sona. She would take care of Sona during her pregnancy until the day her child was taken away from her. That's when Sona lost it. 9 months, 9 months she felt her child in her womb. She at first hated her child because it was a result of rape but then slowly started to grow to love her child and the day she gave birth was the day Sona changed.

Sona gave birth to a healthy baby girl. Holding her daughter in her arms was the best feeling Sona had ever felt. She was beautiful, so angelic and cute, so innocent looking in her arms until a few people dressed in white came inside and snatched her baby girl from her arms. Sona screamed on the top of her lungs, she looked outrageous, how dare they touch her baby girl? how dare they take her away from her?

Sona scratched and bit one of the nurses, pulling her hair as she demanded to give back her daughter but with a lot of force, Sona was held tightly by the officers as she painfully watched her daughter being taken away from her. Her baby, her child...she was taken away from her mother to god knows where. Sona didn't even know if her baby would be treated properly or not, she feared for her daughter's life and that's when she made a decision, a selfish decision.

"P-PLEASE...p-please tell me...just tell me where you are t-taking her?" Sona begged on her knees. "We have been ordered to take the child to an orphanage" a nurse answered. Sona looked at the nurse with teary wide eyes, her head furiously shaking refusing to allow her daughter to leave her. "No..no...you can't do that...YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO DO THAT YOU BITCH" Sona stood up to attack only to be held down. Sona cried in defeat as she looked at her daughter's innocent face.

Suddenly a thought came into her mind, a selfish thought. Sona knew she didn't have the right to ask this, but as a mother, she couldn't allow her daughter to be taken away from her by strangers. "Take...take her to Eyshana...Miss Eyshana Roy...p-please...p-please I beg you" was the last thing Sona said before her baby was taken away from her.

"Sona, my child please eat something...you need to have something or else you will fall ill" Mary caressed Sona's hair but no reaction was given by Sona. Her face was pale and blank, her lips chapped and her eyes dry. Mary sighed and looked away in sadness. Sona had given up, she was like a lifeless doll, dead but still breathing. Mary felt bad for the girl, what did she even do to be in this condition? Mary questioned herself.

"AHHHH...I'M SORRY...P-PLEASE....L-LET ME GO" Aliya cried out in pain as she was thrown into the wall hurting her back as she slid down with agony. "Bitch, how dare you answer back to us huh? who the fuck do you think you are you slut" Beth spat pulling Aliya's hair before spitting saliva onto her face.

Aliya shook in fear, her face painted with bruises and cuts. Her one eyes were swollen, her lip busted, and her nose bleeding. "P-please...I-i'm s-sorry" she begged touching her forehead against the hard floor. "Bitch" Amy kicked Aliya's head making her scream out in pain.

Amy was a huge girl, scary and deadly she was known as. Aliya being the youngest was picked on the most making her the slave of the bully group of prisoners but also being the youngest Aliya didn't back down until the day she was beaten brutally by Amy and her girls.