Chapter Eight

Maribell sat curled up in the corner of her cell. She heard the doors open announcing the arrival of someone. Her eyes went wide and she quickly moved in front of the little girl that shared her cell, blocking her from view. She didn’t want them touching her. She tensed when she heard footsteps approaching the cell they shared. She hoped and prayed that they would go past her. That they would stop before they saw her. The little girl, who she learned was Cara clung to her back sobbing quietly. Maribell didn’t  care that  she was brushing against the wounds on her back and held in the groan that wanted to escape as her fresh wounds stung and burned. 

“Maribell….” Came a singsong voice from outside the cell.

She stiffened more when she heard the voice.  She knew who it belonged to and glared up at the woman as sh