Mountain Soul PART 2-3 (1/1)

PART 2-3      Sessions with the AMP group went on for the following couple weeks, and each new appointment left him with a growing anger becoming raw rage on this day he was not sure how to deal with. The noisy cellblock got on his nerves, as the people passing by him in the refectory. He could not even stand the kid, which was saying a lot about his actual emotional state.He could not really remember at which point he started losing it at today's session.Was it when Mun asked this fucking question about his family, or was it because of this other inmate laughing at him for being so touchy about the subject. Maybe both, but what was sure was if Mun had not started on this topic he would not be so freaking enraged at the right moment.To add to his already shitty mood, the guards had to choose this same week to start an annoying game of pushing-him-around-to-see how-long-it would-take-for-him-to-snap.He had wondered what could be plotting the warders after hearing about the rumors from Luis, and he had began to think it was all bullshit, then Miles started this nonsense. It would have been fine, if he was not so annoyed already because of the AMP. If not for it, he would have been perfectly able to brush off the taunts and rough shoves, but these assholes had to choose this period of time to start their freaking game.Therefore, when Austin -one of the guards- on the way out of the refectory shoved him against a wall just for the fun of it, he retaliated.He knew he should not, that fighting (with a guard moreover) was stupid and just a way to ask for more troubles, but he could not help it. The second his just healed arm met the too hard wall and sent a vivid pain through his mind, he snapped. He was on Austin in a blink of an eye, and the time for anyone to react he had already landed two punches in the guy's mouth and head butted him.When warders started pulling him away from the bleeding and screaming bastard, they did not hold back and twisted his painful arm in his back to subdue him. Screaming (either in pain or rage) Minwoo could not do anything when he was pinned down, kicked then handcuffed by this asshole of Miles.Thinking this guy was the one behind all this shit with the guards and had enjoyed the show ever since enraged him even more. Having the guy jabbing a knee in his lower back and twisting up his painful arm only added fuel to the fire, and if he had not been pinned down, he would have killed the guy."Get off !" He yelled, struggling despite the pain it occurred."You calm down !" Snapped back Miles, tightening his grip around his arm before leaning closer to him. "Or we'll tase you." The threat was enough to get through the thick cloud of anger blurring his mind.He had been tased only once in his life (when he was trying to run away from cops as a teen) and it was enough for him. He knew how much it hurts, and if giving up under this asshole was the only way for him to avoid the stun gun, he would not hesitate for long."Get him to confinement !" Miles hauled him up on his feet before shoving him into two other guards' arms.Minwoo hated the rough action but did not say anything and let these bastards drag him away under the other inmates' eyes. He could not help feel stupid for reacting to Austin's provocation, but with these session at the AMP, this bastard of inmate making fun of him, this bitch of Mun thinking he knew everything about him and the physical pain ensuing Austin's rough push… it had been too much, and he was sure any other guy would have reacted like him.      He was shoved unceremoniously inside confinement and abandoned there with the handcuffs on."Hey !" He called out, but he was ignored and laughed at. "Fuck it." He spat, glaring at the door through the bars before biting his bottom lip in an attempt to calm down.He was still shaking from anger, and these bastards' behavior towards him did not help much, but he was in no situation to lose it again and knew he better suck it up for the time being. These assholes would be too happy if he was going wild on his own in this confined room."Fuck !" He shouted before stumbling to the bed where he sat.He needed to calm down and breathe. It was not easy with the pain in his arm and the thought of all these bastards surrounding him, but he did not have a choice. It was either that or lose it again and risk being sent in the psych ward once more. Minwoo would do anything to avoid this place, and if it meant swallowing this rage inside him, he guessed he could do that much.

By the time someone eventually came back, he was laying on the bed and his shoulders were aching horribly. He worried his bad shoulder was hurt again, and turning around to sit up and look at Miles shutting the metal door behind him, he could only glare in silent hatred.He did not know how much time had passed, but it felt too much like hours. He did not have any way to figure out what time it was (there was no window nor any kind of light coming to confinement) but one thing was sure : he needed to pee. His bladder had been throbbing for too long already, and if he had not been handcuffed, he would have released himself. But he could not, because of these fucking bastards.Maybe in a better condition he would have been able to get his hands in front of him, but the cuffs were too tight and he was afraid to hurt himself unnecessarily. He rather endure the pressure in his bladder than injure himself again."You're gonna untie me ?" He snapped roughly with a shook of the cuffs, and standing on the other side of the bars, Miles smirked."Come here !" He beckoned, in a too teasing and infuriating way.Glaring, he bit back any kind of reply on the tip of his tongue and stepped closer to the bars. Turning around, he put his hands through the slot and waited for the guard to untie him. He waited a second, then another one, but when no move was made from Miles, he raised a brow and glanced over his shoulder."What're you waitin' for ?" He asked, already annoyed, and looking down at the cuffed hands, Miles grinned before answering."I don't want to hurt you, step away ! I'll open the door."Minwoo eyed the man suspiciously (because, really, since when was he caring about hurting him) then do as told. As long as the handcuffs would be taken off him, he did not give a fuck how it would happen.He stopped near the bed and was about to turn around when Miles shot at him to face the wall. Swallowing a sigh, he did as told and listened as the man approached in his back.He could not help tense up (it was instinctive to him) and following the guard's movements he heard the tingle of keys and shift of clothes before feeling the man in his back. The tension was back in his shoulders due to the proximity, but he ignored it at the perspective of being freed soon. He could not wait. His bladder was killing him, and if he was not peeing now he would do it on himself.Miles' hand was on the handcuffs chains and pulling on it slightly when Minwoo heard, "I don't want to hurt you, do I ?"The words were cryptic in his ears, but he did not have time to contemplate them that he was shoved face first on the bed with the guard's hand in his hair keeping him down."Get off !" He yelled, kicking out, but his movements were limited, and with a knee pressing on the mattress between his legs, Miles put more strengths on his head until he was wincing in pain."You think you're all that, huh ?" He said, slightly breathless, and Minwoo wanted to glare at him, but the position and pressure on him was hurting too much and forcing his eyes shut. "Not so wild anymore, now are we ?" He continued teasing him before patting his hip, too close to his ass."Get the fuck off me !" He shouted, trying to shove and bucked the guy away, but the knee pressed against his balls and made him freeze in place."Now." He said, shifting his weight to appease the forming ache in his side. "Let's get this straight." He looked down at Minwoo and furrowed his brows at the prison suit. "Well, we're gonna have to take care of this."Minwoo had no idea what the guy was talking about and did not have time to that he was turned around sharply and pinned back on the bed with the guard hovering over him. The closeness between them slapped him hard in the face, and feeling his breath hitch at such reality, he struggled hard to keep his calm."We've a little problem to take care of, and for this, I need you to stay real still and not start a fuss."Minwoo eyed the guy and had no idea what he could be talking about, until he heard he needed to untie him, and every opportunities opened to him."Don't get ideas." Snapped back Miles, reading clearly his intentions on his face. "If you try anything, I won't hesitate to use this." He waved his baton, but it had no real effect on him. He had known worse, and a beating was not scaring him, which Miles was now aware of. "Fine." He said, putting the baton at his belt before pulling the stun gun out.Minwoo tensed up and stared at the pistol in apprehension."What about this ?" He asked with a grin before pressing the stun gun under Minwoo's chin. "I'm sure we've an agreement now." He added with an annoying smirk, and Minwoo could only glare at him wordlessly. "Turn around !"He did not move and felt his muscles stiffen. Miles stared down at him in determined patience before repeating his order when he made no move."You need to get in check with this attitude of yours." He growled after turning him on his stomach and pressing the stun gun between his shoulder blades. "It'll get you nowhere here."Minwoo listened from one ear and started planning his next moves. He knew at the second the handcuffs would be off he would have the opportunity to fight back. He did not care if it was a guard, at this point all he wanted to do was beat the shit out of this bastard for doing this to him. Fuck the consequences, it would be a hundreds time better than what this asshole had in mind for him.More years behind bars were nothing. He already had fifteen to carry on, a couple more meant nothing at this point. Mostly if it was to save his ass from such mother fucker.He heard the keys in his back and braced himself, his body ready to go into action.He did not have time to move though that the stun gun was fired and his world explode in pain. A scream broke in his throat as his body convulsed and muscles contracted painfully. He had no idea what was going on nor why, and the electrical shock coursing through his body seemed to last forever.

He was gasping in pain and sudden exhaustion when his mind eventually cleared. He noted a couple stuffs (like the fact he was still handcuffed and pinned on the bed) but he did not really care at the right moment, still stunned after being tased."I couldn't trust you, now could I ?" He heard a taunting voice near him and tiredly looked up at Miles above him.He did not know what the guy was talking about for a long moment, then he felt the hand press on his chest, and he snapped back to reality."Get off me !" He flinched away from the touch but could not escape it. Not when he was trapped under Miles on the bed with a wall behind him.Realizing in what situation he suddenly was, he felt sick in his stomach and needed to swallow the lump obstructing his throat. He was not ready to let show how scared he actually was, but he fucking knew he was screwed. He could not do anything, and it made his heart race crazily.A hundreds thoughts crossed his mind at the same time and enraged him all at once. Because he knew. He fucking knew he had to do something and get the bastard off him, but he could not. He was fucking powerless and it maddened him.Shinhwa won again today ^^Congratulation !Let's hope tomorrow they'll win again =D So, did you like this chapter ? Don't hate me too much for stopping just there, but... yeah xD Anyway, the few chapters to come won't be that pretty (but it won't be that ugly either -at least I think ^^"-) Thank you for following and surppoting this story. It makes me happy when readers are happy C=So let's be happy all together xD(Gosh, what the hell am I saying ?)