《Caught red handed (Henry x Austin)》Exposed
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TW: Transphobia, mentions of seggsual assult.
Time skip to the next day
3rd person
They were both sat in the canteen, sat as far from each other as possible. Out of nowhere, one of the other inmates stood up on a desk.
"HEY EVERYONE! I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT!" He called out. Guards began to circle him, telling him to get down.
Neither Austin or Henry were paying much attention, neither wanted to acknowledge it.
"AUSTIN SANDERS IS A !" He yelled, pointing towards him.
Both Henry and Austin's head shot up in shock.
"YOU HEARD THAT RIGHT! "AUSTINS" A GIRL! AND I BET SHES SLEEPING WITH HENRY TOO!" He continued, now pointing towards Henry. The two looked at each other with confusion and concern.
As the inmate was as dragged off, people began to murmur and stare at the two, mainly Austin.
He was looking round cautiously, while Henry just stared down in confusion.
Suddenly, two guys stood up, approaching Austin..
Austin's Pov
I saw two guys approaching me slowly. I stood up, backing away.
"What do you want, assholes?" I groaned.
One of them said as the other ran towards me, grabbing my arm. I tried to rip it away, but to no avail. He shoved me onto the table, pinning my arms down.
The other said.
The first, or.. Terrance, moved off of me, continuing to pin my arms down.
"What the fuck are you doing?!" I yelled.
He responded bluntly, grabbing the waistline of my pants.
Holy shit. No. Is this really happening? No. No no no no. This isn't real right?
I managed to kick him away from me, making him let go.
He yelled. I began to hyperventilate as he climbed onto the table, pushing my legs down with his knees.
Tears of panic swelled in my eyes when he began to grab at my pants again.
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He was cut off my someone shoving him to the floor.
Henry?..
Henry growled at the now mildly bruised man on the floor.
He snidely commented.
He immediately dropped to the floor, violently punching and slapping him. As Terrance was distracted, I harshly pulled my arms away, getting up from off the table.
He tried to grab me, but I dodged it and grabbed his arm instead, pulling him forwards which ended with him landing face first on the floor, ultimately knocking him out.
The other guy managed to shove Henry off of him. Henry yanked the other guys hair, slamming his face into the ground.
Henry stood up quickly, grabbing my hand and bolting out of the cafeteria. We saw guards walking towards the cafeteria, stopping once they saw up.
"A BIT FUCKING LATE!" I yelled at them, flipping them off as we whizzed by quickly.
"Where are we going!?"
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