Y/N's POV
It has been a little over a month since I've been sent to the Max. It's been a hell of a time... I've met a few great people that helped me get through this. Especially this one girl named Stella. She's funny, chill and doesn't get into any drama, nor does she create any. That's why we instantly clicked.
I met Stella when we were allowed to go outside and she saw me sitting alone. At first I didn't really want to talk to her or anyone at that matter, but soon I caught myself listening to her and joining into the conversation.
That's how our "friendship" started. After a week or so things managed to change a little bit. We flirted with each other and constantly teased one another. That was until she finally broke and took me into the library.
That's right, I had my first prison sex time behind all the shelves in the room. I didn't even know that it was possible to get in there, but Stella was Stella. She always found a way to do something, no matter how fucked up it was.
Anyway back to the present. I'm currently sitting in the van, looking around as I remember the first time I got to the prison. It felt so unreal all I wanted to do is curl up and cry. But since I'm not my pathetic, weak self I was years ago, I didn't let my emotions out.
I looked towards the front seats and notice that Morello wasn't the one getting in. Instead it was Pennsatucky. I rolled my eyes and mentally gagged as I saw her teeth. For Gods sake doesn't she know what hygiene is?
I groan and huff as I wait for her to start up the vehicle. I saw her looking at me through the review mirror as she smirked.
"How was your vacation?" Her annoying voice scratched my ears as I shivered.
"None of your business Pennsatucky."
"Hey, I'm just trying to be nice." She held up her hands as she smiled sarcastically.
"Yeah, whatever, just do your job."
With that she left me alone and began driving back to the prison. I stared out the window letting my mind run. I wonder if they will finally give me a real bunk and not make me sleep in the room with Ms. Rosa. Don't get me wrong she's a nice lady, but her machine is so loud at night I can't hear my own thoughts.
I close my eyes and lean my head on my hand. Still thinking about what might be happening in there right now I suddenly remember that I saw Alex. Or at least I think I did. I cant be completely sure, I was under so much stress and my emotions were everywhere that I didn't even process what I saw. Maybe that was just someone that looked like her... Or maybe I was hallucinating and she wasn't real.
I shook my head and bit my lip to contain my thoughts. I hated when they started to overflow my mind, it didn't let me focus and it was really annoying. It almost felt like there was someone else in my mind that I shared my thoughts with.
Before I could do anything else I felt the van come to a stop. I looked outside and surely we were finally at the prison. I let a small smile creep onto my lips as I couldn't wait to see my mother and friends again. Well... friends is a really strong word. I would say that they're just people that I talk to on a daily basis. It's not like they mean anything to me.
I felt the door open as an officer motioned for me to get out. I do as he wants and jump out of the vehicle. I look behind me and see Pennsatucky talking with some weird-looking officer. I shrug it off and start walking towards the front door.
It seems likes it's lunch time and everyone is eating in the cafeteria. They quickly lead me there as I decide on how I'm going to enter.
When we get there they let me go and I walk into the room.
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All is forgiven. Not. (Alex Vause)
Ficción GeneralGOING TO CLEAN UP AND REWRITE (the writing gets better later on) Y/N Y/LN is a 25 year old girl (Alex is..27?) that has been convicted of a crime she didn't do. Or did she? Either way she will be staying at Litchfield Prison for 15 months or maybe...