Joey's P.O.V.
 
         "That's the guy that got raped. Hah. He's pathetic. I bet that Daniel boy has to follow him everywhere for protection now," and inmate with five teardrop tattoos whispers to a slightly smaller male.
      "I know. And he lied to save the raper's ass. I mean, who does that? The guy can't even walk right now from a stab wound and he just wants him to be off the hook," the smaller guy replies back laughing. I stare at them as they walk further and further away from my cell, occasionally laughing at one another's jokes about me.
     
       "Joey, you're pathetic," my head shoots over to see Daniel towering over me, taking his clothes.
        "W-what are you doing," I tremble as his clothes drop to the floor and he tugs at the waistband of his boxers.
        "Well, I figure if you won't give it to me, I'll take it from you. It isn't like I'll get in trouble," he maliciously laughs and jump on top of me, wrapping his hand around my throat and kissing me. I scream behind his touch but no sound comes out. I just sit there in absolute pain while he touches me and goes all over my body.
       "P-please. Stop. Daniel. Stop," I say as I start to cry and my words become inaudible from my tears.
        "Joey. Wake up. Wake up. Joseph," he replies to me with a kind heart while shaking me. I slowly watch as my vision turns into water and it all melts away.

        My eyes slowly peel open, an it wet from what feels like tears. I see Daniel standing over me, like in the dream, looking at me terrified. 
         "Please don't hurt me," I whisper to him as more tears run down my cheeks. I slide back into the corner of my bed against the wall where he can't touch me.
         "Joey, I would never. You must have had a bad dream. Come here, baby boy," he whispers to me as he climbs on my bed and tries to pull me to him. I resist at first but I finally decide that I need to quit fighting my heart. He lays back and pulls me on top of him where I am straddling him waist. I lay my torso down on top of his torso and I burying my face into his neck.

         "Do you want to talk about the dream, sweetheart," he whispers in my ear and a whole wave of shivers rushes over my body. I haven't felt his touch in so long. It feels, familiar, like coming home after being across the country for so long.
         "I-I can't t-talk about it," I say as more tears take over my body and I begin to shake from crying so hard. Daniel holds me tighter and tighter as whispers it's okay in my ears. His hand runs up and down my back and for the first time in these past few days, I feel joy run through my veins.
         "You're letting me hold you and I can't explain how happy this is making me," he laughing in my ear. I chuckle at it too and kiss his neck where my lips were already laying. I can feel his smile grow wider as he places his lips to the top of my head and leaves a sweet kiss in my hair.
       "I can't explain how happy I am either," I tell him as I lightly sit up and look him in the eyes.
        "Why did you shut me out over all this madness recently?" He asks me as his eyebrows furrow a little, like he always does when he asks questions.
        "I will explain everything later because it is all so very complicated and I just want to enjoy this moment with you, Daniel," I tell him as he runs his on hand up and down my arm while the other fits to the curve of my back.
        "Okay. Don't tell me until you're ready, love. I don't want you to do anything you aren't ready for," he tells me as I place my hand on his chest.
         "I am ready for this," I say as I lean down and connect my lips to his.

          It's like our first kiss all over again. I feel like I'm set on fire and my whole stomach is fluttering. I'm sure my whole face is crimson from the way he is making me feel. He leans up and pulls me flush to his body and I wrap my arms completely around his neck so we are as close as humanly possible. He lightly pulls away but keeps his eyes shut. His beautiful smile shows again, and yes I'm excited to see his smile because he hasn't smiled since I broke up with him.
          "You're still the greatest kisser ever," Daniel whispers to me as he opens his eyes and dies laughing.
          "Well what if I think you're the greatest kisser ever," I tell him as I raise one eyebrow and laugh at the cute face he makes.
          "Then I would just have to tell you that you're wrong," he says laughing again and pulling me in for one more beautiful, perfect, extraordinary kiss.

          And for the first time since this bullshit has started, I'm finally so glad to be alive. On top of that, I'm in the hands of the guy who makes me realize that life is the best thing ever.