A Damsel in Distress

I don't know whether to trust what Augustine stated and just pretend that what I saw in his body are just bruises that came from fighting with my former classmates. But there is something that has been bothering me since the moment I mentioned my siblings.

He somehow flinched with just the mention of their name. However, he kept on trying to hide it because of what happened to me. Or maybe I'm just over-thinking since I cannot trust my brothers. Regardless of the reason, I feel that everything that happened to him is all my fault.

If only I never had the chance and took the freedom to be friends with him, then maybe just maybe he'll never worry about some petty little things that someone might assault him. I'm a selfish jerk that never understands what the true feelings of my friends are.

I never even took the time to ask if they are okay with me, but all I did was force myself in them without asking them. Cutting my friendship between the two of us might be the best choice that I have ever decided on my whole life.

Maybe being alone in life would give everyone around me peace.

'Just keep on having those thoughts, Xavier. Because that negativity you have is what created me from the start. The more you feel the anger flowing in your heart, the stronger I will get, and therefore the more people I can punish.'

'Now, you understand why being kind is a disease. Instead of being stepped on, you could have fought for everything you have. You are a coward, Xavier. Now, you should suffer from the choices that you had made.'

After having a talk with Augustine, I went back to my cell since I cant head to the cafeteria or other places because of the incident that happened in the east wing's restroom. As I walk past the hallway connecting to the west wing, outside are a bunch of inmates lurking around the whole place.

They are all inmates who are currently confined on the west wing, so there is a high possibility that they are looking for me. Well, as I always say, because of the incident that happened in the east wing. The person that my alternate beat was the right hand of the big boss of the whole prison.

And I heard some rumors that the big boss is someone who killed many people back when he was part of the gang. Although I dont know what the name of the mafia is but it seems to me that his men were famous here in Japan.

According to my conversation with the other inmates, he once ruled all the mafia in Osaka, Tokyo, and Yokohama. And if I remember it correctly, these three are the most wealthy cities here in Japan. If you control those cities, he may be really the big boss of Japan. Not only that, but he has the power to make the whole country bow down to him.

However, these are only rumors, and it is safe to say that these are just baseless since I can't see the connection that it has. Or maybe some of it is true, but they exaggerated some parts of it too well. Because speaking from experience, the same thing happened to me back when I was in school.

As I approached the door and opened it, there is this awful feeling that I suddenly felt as I opened the door and walked past it. That same feeling back when I was in school, the hatred, the gaze, and the envy, I felt it again here. But there is something different when I look at their eyes, they, dont stare at me with anger but looked at me with amazement.

How come that it's different? I thought that my life would be in danger if I show myself to them. But it seems to me that everything is alright, so I will head to the cafeteria since I haven't eaten anything for three days straight.

It might be a little better if everywhere I go, there would be no one looking at me. What my alternate did really gave me a peaceful life. However, I didn't like his ways on how he handles things, and that is the reason why I needed to lock him up in my consciousness.

When I arrived at the cafeteria, the once noisy place suddenly became quiet as I enter the doorway. But when someone suddenly approached me, everyone started to surround me hurriedly, speaking gibberish. I couldn't distinguish what they were saying since all of them were talking in loud voices.

Then suddenly someone yelled, and everyone who was surrounding me left one by one. I dont know who it was, but because of that person, I can finally breathe freely. I walked towards the counter to catch some food, and then after that is finish eating quickly so I can head back to my cell.

There are no empty seats for me to eat with, but many offered to give me one. It's getting kinda awkward since why are they being good to me when I clearly destroyed their hierarchy. Not me, to be exact, but my alternate who was using my body.

Somehow, they acted like they were close to me even though I didn't know them or even had any association with them. As I search for an empty seat, there I saw the guy who was beaten up by my alternate three days ago in the east wing.

He was angrily staring at me, seeing as to how he reacted when I gazed at him. He flinched and was getting ready to stand and attack me. However, someone stopped him with just a touch on his shoulders. He immediately calmed down then sat next to a guy with a big build and a scary-looking face.

(That guy might be the big boss that everyone has been talking about. He fits the description from the rumors that I have heard. So it will be better if I dont associate with them)

I sat five tables away from them, outside of their field of view, to prevent trouble from happening while I eat. So there I ate my meal, wary of my surroundings since the area is full of inmates from the east wing. The food still not suitable for my taste and I think that it won't suit my tastebuds even after my stay here.

After finishing my meal, I hurriedly left and went to a place where no one knows. But a guard who is a friend of mine, and me alone. It's a place where you can relax and be away from other inmates. This is still inside the prison, but it's far from the prison buildings.

It's an abandoned watchtower with a chair up top. On my way to the tower, I sensed that someone was following me as I head out of the cafeteria. So I immediately change courses and decided to head to an empty storage room near the grounds.

Because there I could hide and see who is the person following me. It's difficult enough to see that everyone is looking at me with amazement but having someone follow me is something that someone shouldn't do. What the hell am I? An idol? or an artist?

While headed towards the room, there have been many eyes and gossip that is surrounding me. But I just didn't give it much notice since the important thing right now is knowing who this person following me is. When I arrived at the room, there are plenty of empty boxes, so there is a lot of places to hide.

And there I saw the face of the one following me, it was some woman. I dont know her purpose and motive for following me, but it creeps me out. And in able to stop what she is doing, I confronted her and asked what does she want from me.

"By any chance, are you the person who beat the right-hand man of the big boss?" The woman asked, still exhausted from chasing me.

"I dont know what you are talking about," Surely I denied what she asked.

"Please, you have to help me," She begged as she slowly talks about what happened to her stay here.

"Sorry, but you got the wrong person. And please stop following me," I responded.

"My family kicked me out," she stated.

What she stated made me stop walking, and then I looked at her with warm eyes.

"What happened?" I asked.

"I was kicked out because they considered me as the black sheep of the family. Although I was the one who had the most achievements, they kicked me out because their beloved son runs a warehouse full of drugs. But when he was busted, his parents passed the blame on me. And here I am imprisoned for something I didn't commit," she told me her story as an answer to my question.

"It has been almost a year since I was imprisoned here, and I had to suffer because of the wild gazes of the men in here. As you can see, there are only a few women in here. And I became the target of harassment from the other inmates, mostly men from the big boss side," she added to her response.

"I need help because I can't take it anymore, and I was almost raped by his men. Please help me, I beg of you," she added to her response.

What I heard made me filled with anger, and then, there, I decided to help her out.

(Hey, I need your help)

'Oh, baby, it's showtime.'