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I'm 'escorted' to one of the family visit rooms by Sam and some other dirty old screw. "hey, watch with the hands, man" I say when the geezer gets a little touchy during the pat down "I don't swing that way" I tell him with a wink and a smirk.
"don't flatter yourself Cullen" he sneers back.
After the routine groping session we enter the room. The most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life sits in one of those ugly green chairs, looking really fucking out of place, this gorgeous creature sitting in a dirty room with stained walls and the smell of cigarettes lingering in the air it's almost funny.
She's small about 5'3 the top of her head wouldn't even reach my shoulders, she's skinny too almost too skinny i could put my hands around her waist and my fingers would touch. She looks like absolute sin in a little black skirt that displays her tight ass expertly, and her legs, oh her legs perfect for wrapping around my torso while I pound into her until the only thing she can remember is my name.
She's pale but has a cute little blush that spreads across her cheek bones; she's got plump rose coloured lips that look like they're begging to be kissed, her hair is dark almost black with a red tint and is obviously very curly, she has it in a bun on top of her head its, messy and there are little ringlets falling out framing her heart shaped face but she makes it look professional.
She's talking to officer Newton and they haven't noticed us yet. Officer Newt must have said something to upset her because she takes her bottom lip into her mouth and frowns a little…how dare the fucker up set such a beauty, fucking Newt…
The strange thing is she's wearing sunglasses, hiding the view of her no doubt gorgeous eyes, which is fucking stupid because were inside.
She hasn't even talked at me yet and I'm hard… this is going to be a long day…
"I don't care how dangerous you say he is, I want you and all of your guards out of here when I'm talking to him" she says to officer Newt with a calm and condescending tone.
"Now, now Miss Swan, these are very dangerous criminals and-" she cuts him off "annnd, you let me be alone with all of the other criminals I don't see how Mr. Cullen should be treated any differently" she's angry now and fuck if it's not making me harder. Yeah! Miss Swan you tell him! Fucking Newt…
"Miss Swan, I cannot allow you to be alone with Mr. Cullen he is erratic and can be very dangerous when he's angry" the Newt tells her. "Mr. Newton while I appreciate your concern" she says the word concern with a slight sneer "I am not a child and know how to do my job. Now you and your guards will leave while I talk to Mr. Cullen here, okay." She dismisses him while he stands there with his mouth opening and closing like a fish until he finally turns and heads out the door taking Sam and Gramps with him.
She finally turns her body to me and I can see the rest of her face minus her eyes that hide behind her sunglasses, aviators, my kinda girl.
"Hello Mr. Cullen I'm your new physiatrist Isabella Swan, but you can call me Bella, everybody does." She says, I'm sure it's not intended but her voice is dripping with sex which is not helping my not-so-little problem.
I give her a nod "you seem too young to be a doctor" I tell her because she does, there's no way she's anywhere over 25 she looks 19 for fuck sakes. "I'm a genius" she comments dryly while I just raise an eyebrow in response. "No really" she says "I graduated university when I was 20.." she says with a sigh dismissing the topic with a wave of her hand.
"Now that we've got that out of the way I believe it's me who is supposed to ask the questions, Mr. Cullen, no?" she says while tilting her head to the side, its cute and I find myself wanting to punch myself in the face for even thinking that, I don't know what it is about her but she makes me think like I have a pussy, which I in fact do not.
"Edward." I tell her, wanting to hear what my name sounds like rolling off of her sweet little tongue. "yes, Edward" she confirms with a nod and I almost lose my load, watching her delicious mouth caress my name like that… fucking cum worthy.
"sooo, are ya' just gunna sit there and ogle me all day, or can I ask some questions?" she says with a smirk. "you've got fire little girl don't cha'. Okay Doc ask away" I tell her raising my eyebrow and giving her my award winning crocked grin.
I can see she gets a little dazzled by my smile and I smirk inwardly.
"Yes well" she shifts in her seat a little my grin widens. "I've alredy talked to some of the other inmates, There are a couple of them that need help for their upcoming parole hearings, and I want to offer you the same if you'll let me. She tells me.
"You want to help…" My smile drops, Ha she thinks she can help me get out of here, that's not gunna work, many have tried and failed because there fucking idiots and I'm fucking helpless.
"However I can, yes." However she can sure, like making me plead guilty to get a shorter sentence, no fucking way is that going to happen. I narrow my eyes at her "I don't believe you"
"Can I ask why Mr. Cullen" now I'm mad, she can't help me, nobody can, and im still fucking hard.
"You can't want to help! Nobody can help. I tell them I'm not guilty, but nobody believes me. They tell me to lie just to get a shorter sentence but I won't, I'd rather rot in a cell for the rest of my life, than go up there and lie by telling them I'm guilty. Cause' I'm not and I won't." I'm pacing around the room flailing my arms in the air the best I can with these fucking cuffs on, she should be scared of me when I'm like this they all are but she's just sitting there all calm and shit waiting for me to stop.
"I know." My steps stutter and I look at her. "What?" I ask her thinking I heard her wrong.
"The second you walked in here I knew you weren't guilty, I can see it in your eyes Edward" like hell she can see that shit in my eyes no matter how fucking beautiful she is I'm not buying it.
"What Doc, reading souls. Doesn't sound like standard practice to me, where did you get your physiologist degree a fucking gypsy voodoo priest!" I yell cause' I can and my dick fucking hurts because of my pacing.
"I can see what this place is doing to you Edward you need to get out of here, before it's too late, this place is going to kill you and I can't let that happen when I know you're innocent." She tells me her voice soft and calming, and she's biting on her lip again which is just sexy as hell.
"what do you know, what the fuck do you know!" I'm surprised the guards haven't come in here to keep her safe cause' I'm fucking sure they can hear me, she's not safe alone with me and they're not even protecting her, Fuckers.. That shit just doesn't sit right with me, I don't know anything about her and I haven't even seen her whole fucking face and I'm already protective of her, fucking sunglasses.
"I know that you act like the big dog around here when all you really are, is what everyone else is, scared. I can't let you stay locked up for the rest of your life, it'll surly kill you" Well obviously if I'm in here for life I'll die here but I don't think that's what she's talking about, I think she's doing more of that soul searching shit.
I sigh and run my hands through my hair, still pacing around the room like a fucking caged lion. Ironic.. I plop myself down on the chair across from her and put my heads I'm my hands. "you may see what it's like from the outside looking in, but you've never been behind the bars, so don't tell me what's going to happen if I stay in their cause' you don't know until you've been there, and you, Miss Swan, never have." I look up at her and I can see she's finally lost her calmness of what I can see her face is twisted in what looks like pain, anger, guilt maybe? I don't know but its unsettling.
She sighs and shakes her head. "you're wrong Mr. Cullen, I've been where you are now, the difference is I'm not innocent" I'm not sure what she's talking about but I believe her, she intrigues me and I hope I can find out what she means by that, soon.
"listen Edward, our times up, I'll be back tomorrow, and you can tell me if you'll let me help get you out of this place, cause' it be a shame for you to waist your life away for something I know you didn't do."
She gets up and taps on the door twice, and leaves still fucking hard and thinking about all the shit that's gone down today. How does she know I'm not guilty? It's gotta' be more than just my fucking soul, has she read my case file? Is that why she's so sure? And what was she talking about she's been where I have? She's been in jail? And she was guilty, I don't know, but what I do know is she's offering help and she's not going to make me plead guilty like all the others, it's worth a shot right, I got nothing left to lose.
