Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Deeper Than Death ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

The next few days were pretty much the same as the first, Talking to Sasha in the morning, breakfast, fixed activities, then a sort of free time, the most hated time of the day. In the past week the few cuts dealt by Janet enlarged and spread, Mimi indeed made a horrible enemy in the girl. The feeling of hatred over the girl grew with everyday they were pat down and Janet was marked as cleaned when everyone knew she had that switchblade tucked in her boot. The feeling of injustice did not seem to go away either, it only grew within the days Mimi was forced to stay within the center. She honestly could not say how long she would be able to remain sane here.

Mimi slid down the cold wall after surviving her newest beating from Janet. She didn't even bother to fight back this time; it was only prolonged the inevitable. A new series of cuts and slashes marked her once pale, unmarked skin, now scarred and blood covered. Though Sasha had promised to protect the beaten girl, there were only a few moments where Sasha could protect her, before the guards dragged her off to see the psychiatrist.
Stumbling into the center, Mimi's knees buckled as she fell onto one of the plush couches in the recreation room, which was one of the only places she felt safe, guards may tell untruths but cameras cannot.
“There she is, Max…She killed Brandon…With not much force…You think she knows?” Whispered a masculine voice, a guard's voice to be more precise, from the staffroom located behind the convex mirror, you would think they would know the mirror was improperly installed, leaving a thin crack in the side of it, just enough to hear the various conversations in the room.
“Who knows Scott…We cannot risk it, even if she is a child” Snarled a dark voice, which sent shivers down her spine. Gulping lightly, Mimi closed her eyes and paid all her attention to hearing the conversation in the next room, her gut was telling her this was why she was feeling so wronged.
“Sir, I put her in a detention center, what more would you like me to do?”
“Eliminate her.”

Mimi's breath caught in her throat, they couldn't be talking about her, they just couldn't. She casually stumbled up and walked calmly out of the room. Once she was positive she was out of the guard and unknown Max's sight she promptly ran into her room, slamming the heavy door behind her and curling up on her bed. `Why me…'
Sasha witnessed an odd sight when she returned to the room at eight that night. Mimi was hidden under the blankets, shaking immensely, muttering incoherent words as she hugged herself tight. “What the fuck is going on Mimi?” She blurted out.
The sudden noise in the room caused Mimi to scream and jump up in fright. Tears stained the frighten girls face as she looked up at Sasha. “They're going to kill me Sasha!” She screamed out.
“Who is going to kill you?” Sasha questioned.
“These guys named Scott and Max… I heard them from the Rec. room…I'm so scared Sasha…They want to fucking eliminate me!”

After a long night of debating on plans of action, Mimi was finally able to drift off into a light sleep, though her mind was filled with questions. Who were those guys? Why were they so interested in her case? And what exactly was the guy she killed involved with that would cause her to wind up here…

For the fifth time that week Mimi slammed up against the rough, unforgiving wall. Mimi braced herself for another beating from Janet, again not even bothering to fight back. It disgusted her how Janet could beat her senseless, torture her, and the guards would just sit there and watch. Needless to say her faith and trust in the justice system and law enforcement had long sense dissolved away. “Janet do you always have to use the same damn blade, it's so unoriginal and boring.” Mimi blurted out, glaring at the girl. It Seems as though she had some fight left…Or bigger things to be worried about.
“Shut the fuck up,” Janet snarled, punching Mimi in the stomach. “I'm not going easy on you today; I've got strict orders not to do so.” She said laughing darkly.
As Mimi fought to regain her breath, fear overtook her. “You're in on it…You know about the plan!” She managed to gasp out before Janet threw her back up against the wall, with twice as much force as usual.
“I guess you can say that, all I know is if you die, I get the fuck out of here.” Janet brought her blood-stained blade to Mimi's neck, “Say good-bye bitch.”
“Please don't…”Mimi pleaded, holding back tears desperately. “Please I'll do anything…”
Janet contemplated it for a moment, and then looked across the courtyard. Mimi followed the gaze to a guard watching them from a window, a dark haired, tall man by his side. They looked at them with a `Get it over with' glare. Janet turned back to Mimi, a sick smile on her face as she pressed the cold blade into the soft flesh.
“Just die,” Janet spat whipping the blade across Mimi's neck. With a gurgled gasp Mimi's eyes rolled back as she lost all consciousness. Her limp body fell to the floor as Janet smiled and walked off, leaving the girl in a pool of blood.