Lose youself.

When 17 year old Talia is wrongly sentenced to 20 years in prison at a establishment for men, she thinks her life is over. How would she ever be able to survive there? Will she find someone to help her endure her jail time? Will she be released? "It's not so bad here. You get used to it." he whispered to me. The man stood hidden in the shadows of the cell we shared, i couldn't see him. My lips trembled and I was so scared. "I do not belong here." I whispered back with a shaky voice. "I know, but this is where you are now. Sooner you accept it the quicker you will adjust to being inside these walls." He finally went out into the light so I could see him...

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1. Chapter 1

The large brick building I would spend my next 20 years in was horrifying. All the other prisoners had already stepped off the bus that brought us here but I remained as I had been told, a guard would come and get me. prisoners who stood out in the yard screaming and egged each other, the guards were lined up  and waited for the last prisoner to get off the bus, me.

The thick sky was gray as ash and rumbled. The other prisoners, each on the bus with me had already been going in and those who were in the prison yard was waiting impatiently for the last prisoner so that the bus would go.

It felt like an eternity before a guard stepped up on the bus to pick me up. He took off his hat and introduced himself as Ben and complained that a young girl I would be right here. He led me off the bus and screaming prisoners screamed even louder when they saw that I was a girl. 

"Come and give me a kiss sweetheart." said one of them and grabbed my orange jumpsuit that was too big for me. He pulled me against him and Ben did nothing about it. He released my hands and I hit the man hard across the face as he released me. Ben quickly took my hands and pretended like nothing had happened. Prisoners continued to shout and laugh.

Once inside, I felt nauseous and trapped. It smelled strongly of sweat and blood and I just wanted to go back home. I do not fit in here, I am not guilty. To send me to a prison for men over something I did not do was the worst thing that could have happened to me.

The fear in me grew for every step I took. have arrived at my cell, Ben started talking for the first time since the bus. 

"You will be sharing a cell with another prisoner." he just said and went. The cell had two beds, a toilet, a sink and a window. The window was sitting positioned so that only half the room was illuminated, the other part was black and dark. I shuddered and put my stuff on the bed that stood in the light. I sat on my bed and pulled my knees to my chin and looked out the window.

 An hour went by before a guard shouted that it was time to count, we has to step outside our cells. I stood up slowly and shuffled me out. 

The guards called out the name and the prisoners were silent. 
"Talia Bakers!" When I heard my name, I looked up and out of prison for the first time. The prisoners were lined up with hard stares. 

"Present". I replied, and several prisoners looked at me. Some began to whistle. I lowered my head again. 

"Harry Styles!" no answer. The guard called out the name again before a second guard told him that mr. Styles met the director. Names continued to be called out before we were asked to go into our cells.

The doors were locked behind us and my first night began. It was not quiet, the prisoners were calling my name, said how long ago it was they saw a girl and asked me to come and have some fun, they said what they wanted to do with me and I finally put my hands to my ears and let a single tear escape my eye. I probably would not have known that my cell door opened if it was not for the hard thud when it was closed, it vibrated throughout the room.

I opened my eyes and took my hands off my ears. A silhouette which I assumed was from my cell mate was moving slowly. He stood still for a while and was being watching me. The other prisoners continued to shout at me. 
"Styles! Can we change cellmate? I take Talia and you get James!" shouted one and I heard mr. Styles laugh lightly when I winced. They continued to call out what they would do to me, how sexy I was. 
"Quiet! just quiet!" I screamed, some laughed, but I did not think it was funny at all. The tears began to fall silent when the shouts continued. mr. styles was quiet and kept his distance.

after a while he spoke for the first time.

"It's not so bad here. You get used to it." he whispered to me. The man stood hidden in the shadows, i couldn't see him. My lips trembled and I was so scared. 

"I do not belong here." I whispered back with a shaky voice. 

"I know, but this is where you are now. Sooner you accept it the quicker you will adjust to being inside these walls." He finally went out into the light so I could see him. He was young, maybe 18 or 19. The arms on his jumpsuit was rolled up and showed some tattoos. His lips were pink and his eyes so green they looked to shine. His hair was brown and curly. He took another step forward and I pressed myself hard against the wall. He pulled his lips into a smirk before he fell into darkness again and lay down on his bed. 

"How old are you?" he asked, now in a normal tone. 

"I'm 17." I answered and I heard him gasp. 

"So, why are 17 year old Talia in a prison for men?" he asked, and I discovered that the entire prison silent. 

"I'm here for the murder of the judge's son." I replied. Mr. Styles became silent for a while. 

"I'm Harry, by the way, I'm 19 and convicted of assault. Was sentenced to five years in prison, I come out on 3.How long do the judge to keep you here?" 

"20 years." I whispered, and Harry turned in his bed. 

"It's a very long time." he pointed and I nodded slowly. 

"especially if you are innocent." I whispered, hoping he did not hear. 

"especially if you are innocent." he whispered back. "I can take care of you here, many of the prisoners are not really .... nice." I did not answer, why should I trust him? He was just another prisioner.

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