affection | l.b prison break

chapter 1

United States, Illinois   2 p.m

"Hey sweetie care to share?", "No."

"Come one it's only one why're you always so stingy."

"I don't know, why're you always so annoying?"

"Say that again and I'll-"

Now you may think that this was a bit rude of me to say but i don't really feel like talking to them right now.

Actually i don't want to talk to them at all.

My reason? Simple.

I came to prison with low expectations and thought it be hell on earth in here but it is actually quite okay. Expect for some women in here who think they can allow themselves to do anything. And when I say everything I mean everything.

Cutting of hair, writing things on the walls with their  p* blood like they're some psychos only to see the guards having trouble to clean the walls, body shaming and a thousand more way fucked up things.

And one of them is standing right in front of me asking me not so kindly for a zig.

Honestly i don't really-

"Do you even listen?"

Care about her and the other inmates but they're just incredibly annoying sometimes so i don't bother talking back to them that much.

"Girl I swear to God if you don't listen right now I'm gonna-"

"Can't you just leave."

"What."

"I don't think that i have to repeat myself."

And now she's looking at me like she wants to fucking rip my head off. Great Avery well done! You pissed off another inmate and they now hate you.

Well, if it were just her standing there i wouldn't have mind but thing is she isn't.
I may be quite a bit tall but I'm definitely not build like a tree. And I'm totally not up for a 1 vs 6 big girls.

And there it comes. The first fist flying.
I'm no pussy but this is a bit too much for me so i guess I'm gonna be running for now.

"Ah shit I forgot it's my grandma's birthday today gotta go bye."

"Bitch you ain't going anywhere."

And here I am doing what I'm best at.
Running!

Cell time, 8 p.m

When I tell people that I enjoy reading books they usually make fun of it and tell me that i don't look like a book reading person at all. That might be somehow right but what does a book reading looking like person look like anyway?

So I'm currently reading a book while lying on the top bunk trying to ignore the moaning from the cell next to me.
Yep that's one of the weird things women do in here too but I honestly can't blame them.

"You know what Avery?"

"What."

"I'm kind of wondering who'll be your next cellmate. I mean I'm leaving soon and pretty much everyone but me and Blair hate you in here."

"Ah my feelings."

"Averyyy."

"That hurt like a slap on the cheek."

"Stop joking this is serious! I don't want my best friend to get out of here head less."

And this dear readers is Piper. My Cellmate and also best friend. The only person I can stand in this prison.

Piper and I have been Cellmates since the time I got here, wich should be around 7 months, and introduced me to Blair like a good friend she is.

Blair and i didn't get along really well at first but we came to the agreement that we don't hate the other as much as we thought we did so that's how that happened.

The reason why piper brought up this topic is because she gets out in a week wich means I'll be assigned a new Cellmate.

Horrayyyy.

No that's actually pretty shitty.

"I'm really worried Avery."

"You worry to much I'll be fine. Now let me continue focusing it's getting to the good part."

I still feel her starting at me for some time but she eventually layed on her bunk and went to, what I suppose it is, sleep.

Cell 11 p.m

Sleeping. I love sleeping. Getting used to sleeping in a prison was kinda hard at first but I got the hang of it really quick and continued to sleep like a rock just how I've done before I got imprisoned.

And that's not the only things that didn't change. I hate being woken up.

"I swear to God piper if you wake me up one more time I'm gonna sna-"

"Stand up Morris."

Ok. I'm still pretty sleepyamd it's pretty dark but that voice most definitely wasn't pipers. Nor would she call me by my surname.

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"Who the fuck-"

"No questions just come with us."

Now that my eyes had quite adjusted to the darkness I finally recognized the shape of a officer dragging me down off of my... bunk?

"Oh fuck no it's sleeping time."

"Not for you."

What. Isn't that like going against the law? I mean we're in prison and I'm a criminal but can they just drag me out of my cell? I don't think so.

So I'm being semi dragged down the halls not knowing where they'll take me and also a tiny bit scared because who the fuck drags their prisoner though the halls at midnight.

After some of the dragging we finally stop by a door Wich opens and leads me into a changing room?

"Not to be annoying or anything but what am I doing here?"

"Getting ready."

"Getting ready? For what for gods sake? It's midnight and you be telling me to get ready?"

"Your transfer."

Saying that I'm not confused is an understatement because ein way more than that.

"Sorry but can you talk clearly to me? I don't know what the fuck is going on."

"You're getting transfered into another prison."

What.

"I'm sorry but that's impossible! I requested getting imprisoned here so I'll be able to see my daughter! I can't get transferred into another city."

I stick by the fact that this prison sucks but not being able to see my daughter because I'm being to far away? Hell no.

"Thats nothing you'll have to worry about."

Uh Ma'am why're you grinning like that?
And God beware you the next words I heard I didn't like at all.

"You're getting transfered to the Fox River Male prison."

I'm out

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