Chapter 15. Jealousy at its Finest

Faye's Point of View. 

I woke up confused. 

My eyes roamed around, familiarizing where I could be right now. I tried to move around, and shackles resound. Still not convinced that Damion and I didn't make it to the end of the shore, but my eyes instantly opened wide when I heard shackles. 

But this place is quite different than where we were placed. Damn, what is this kind of shit they have done to us? 

"You're finally awake," someone spoke behind me. He was familiar. I jerked my head and looked for him. It was Ralph— the traitor prison guard. 

"You again? Ugh, you suck," I mumbled, rolling my eyes.

"I'm sorry about what happened earlier—" he apologized rapidly. 

"Come on, I don't need that," I interrupted.

"You need to—"

"Shush."

"But I was—"

"Shush."

Ralph released a deep sigh, closing his eyes. I think he was trying to calm himself and co