Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

(Princess)

After being transported and changed into my jumpsuit I made my way to my cell. All eyes were on me because people couldn't believe I was here. I was still on crutches so the guard held my things as we walked. When we finally reached my cell she put my things down and three women approached me as the guard walked out. "I thought my ears were deceiving me when I heard Princess was coming here. It's actually you in the flesh. Me and my girl right here heard so much about you. I'm Pam and this my girlfriend Winnie but we go by last name here so I'm Jones and this is Brown" she said. Jones was about to introduce me to the other women but I already knew who she was. "I always wondered what I would do when I saw your face again" said Chyna Abrems. She was my gang leader and the women I framed in my senior year of high school. She kicked one of my crutches and I fell to the ground. She then pulled out a toothbrush shank and put it against my throat. "I should slice your throat right now but that would be too easy. You might run things out there but I run things in here. You're my bitch now. Are we clear?" She said. I quickly nodded my head yes then she instructed Jones and Brown to help me up as she sat down on her bed and the others looked so confused. "I didn't know you be here but for what's it worth I'm sorry" I said. She gave me a cold stare before speaking. Sorry won't fix the year I spent in federal prison being raped and tortured by one of the guards. When I was released I ended up here for killing my rapist and it's all your fault" she said. Before I could process what she said she got up and threw me off my bed. She got on top of me and punched me repeatedly and the guards did nothing. After what seemed like forever, Brown pulled her off me and said stop before she kills me. I started spitting out blood and after that a few guards took me to medical. After a few pain killers and bandaids later I went back to my cell. I unpacked my things then I was told I had a visitor. I was happy to see my lawyer. We talked in code and he knew exactly what to do. They needed to make sure Damien is dead and his baby mother never wakes up. After that he wanted to make sure I was safe because Chyna rearrange my face and I let him know I would be fine before getting up and going back to my cell.

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