Steal Her

(Lester’s POV) “Agravante?” I lifted my head when I heard the jail officer called my name. My brows furrowed slightly when I saw him unlocking the bars. “You're free.” I stood up from being slumped on the dirty ground of the prison. I stayed the night here, and I’ve never felt so disgusted before. The man near my cell keeps on picking his nose. I tried bribing one of the officers yesterday, but he just took my money and left. Don't ask me why I tried to rape Camilla. I also don't know the answer to that. She's just… too attractive. "Lester?" A voice, hesitant yet familiar, broke through the haze of my thoughts. I turned, my gaze settling on Cindy, her face etched with a mixture of relief and apprehension. She stood there, holding a worn leather bag, her eyes wide and searching. "Cindy," I mumbled, my voice raspy, unused. I only spent one night in the prison, but I felt like a whole different person now. It really gave me a lot of time to reflect. "I... I'm so glad you're out," Cindy sa