Chapter 4
(Chyna)
I was sitting down in my bed when Princess returned to the cell. For years all I could think about was beating the shit out of her and I felt good doing that. She deserved it. I taught her everything she knows about the game then she decides to try and leave then frame me for drugs that weren't mine. I should have beat her ass back then. I looked over and she was shaking her good leg vigorously and grabbing on to her hair tight. She was mumbling about how cold she was and shaking. I could tell she was going through a drug withdrawal. I shouldn't care but I do and I went to her side. I wrapped her in a tight hug to warm her up and I let her know she was going to get through this. Jones and Brown walked in and I told them what was going on. We did what we could to warm her up and moments later she was asleep. I was on drugs too when I first went to jail and I had to go through the withdrawal on my own and it was hard so I don't want to see anyone go through that. She awaken hours later before bed time and looked at me. She smiled at me then we lined up for count. Brown helped her stand up and after that we went to bed. The next morning I got up around six. The lights don't go on until eight but I shower early to avoid the crowd and being touched. I noticed Princess wasn't around but I didn't care much. I made my way to the bathroom and I heard the shower going. I found her unconscious with her wrist slit. Part of me wanted to leave her there but I decided to save her. She cut herself with my shank I threatened her with yesterday. I didn't want her going to psych here because it's much worse than general population. I turned off the water and took her out of the bathroom. I picked her up I took her back to our cell. I used tampons to stop the bleeding then covered it with some pads. I taped it to her wrist and after that I returned to bathroom to get her crutches. After returning them next to her bed I went to shower then went back to bed. Around nine she awakened and she looked so sad. She then looked at her wrist with a blank expression. "You can head to medical and get some bandages but I wasn't going to let you take the cowardly way out" I said. She thanked me then headed out the cell. I headed to commissary to buy me some cup noodles. After that I headed to the cafeteria and heated it up then sat down at the table with my crew and a few minutes later Princess walked in. Apparently she run things out there but I was the one that taught her everything she knows about the game. Everyone wanted her to sit with them but we made eye contact and I shot her a cold stare and she quickly came and sat down. "I'm going to make this clear, you're in my prison and this is where you sit. You don't have a choice in here, understand" I said viciously. She nodded her head yes then turned her attention to Brown and Jones. "So what are you two in for" she asked them. "A couple that kills together stays together" Brown said with a smirk. "We are serial killers, we killed five men and it would have been six but he survived and that landed us in here" said Jones. We all chatted for a bit and after breakfast we returned to our cells.
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HBIC (Lesbian)
General FictionPrincess lives the life of partying and drugs. One day while partying hard with her boyfriend, things take a turn for the worst and she finds herself locked up