Warnings: Mature Language, Sexuality, Cheating, Slurs such as "whore", Mentions of Drugs, Scraps (fighting), Angry Nicky, Lollipops :P, angry Carol, Implications of sex.
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❝𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐮𝐬 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝...❞
"𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 C-101." Young told me as I sighed going to Carols cell, she was sat there reading playgirl. "Denning, you've got a new bunk mate." Young voiced. "Tell them to fuck off." She replied un-phased. "Denning, I suppose you've met Garcia, she's gonna be your new bunkie." He spoke as she looked up for her magazine. "I don't do bunkmates CO Young." She replied with furrowed brows, kiss ass. "Well you do now." He shrugged walking off. "Look I didn't ask for this." I told her sighing.
"Why would I care? You need to know my rules though." She told me. "Okay like what?" I asked. "I like my cell clean and quiet, hope you can manage that. I don't share either." Carol explained as I looked down at her playgirl. "Don't get any ideas." She warned me. "Please, I'm Queer, although I don't tend to label, I'd rather look at playboy. Although the boy in my other magazine passed my limit." I assured her. "Good." She replied not caring for the chatter of my sexuality.
"I have rules too." I replied to her. "Don't expect me to follow them cookie." She scoffed. "I'm not your little pet Carol you cannot boss me, it's not cat and mouse." I informed her. "Tell me your rules then Juliana." She ordered standing up. "I just, uh..." I stuttered. "You what?" Care mocked getting in my face. "Don't cause problems with me, straight and narrow." I told her. "Oh yes because you shivvin' that bitch was exactly that." Carol taunted her lips closer to mine.
"Revenge is a dish best served-" I went to say when she cut me off, "Unexpected." She finished off what I was going to say. "Mm, exactly." I hummed feeling her breath on mine. "Think you can obey my rules cookie?" Denning questioned as I hummed. "Well, what would happen if I don't? You gonna get all... Angry with me?" I asked my lips closer to hers.
"God you're so fuckin' annoying with that pretty little Puerto Rican skin and those plump lips that never stop talkin'." Carol teased as I looked at her and retorted, "Well I'm sure your mouth is ever so tired with all those lollipops you suck on." "I'll show you what else I like to suck on." She growled smashing her lips onto mine. "Mmm what about my stuff?" I mumbled. "Fuck it." She snapped throwing me onto the bed, her bed, in our cell.
"El Gata..." I breathed. "Speak English darlin'." She cooed kissing my neck, "I said, cat... Mami." I smiled before gasping.
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"𝐒𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈'𝐦 𝐢𝐧 your bunk am I supposed to shower you with gifts?" I joked as she smirked lying next to me. "I wouldn't be opposed to that." She replied. "Which bunk do you prefer?" I asked her. "The one with my shit on it." Carol told me as I raised a brow, "You're meant to look much happier after sex Carol." I spoke putting my fingers up to her face to make her smile. "Stop that!" She snapped grabbing my wrists and pulling them down. "Okay, okay not a smiler." I noted whilst Carol sat up. "Move it, Juliana." She ordered as I rubbed my eyes shuffling off her bed and throwing my stuff onto mine.
