HBIC (Lesbian)

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

(Princess)

I was sitting in the yard watching some of the women play basketball when Chyna sat down next to me. "Did you suddenly reach a new level of stupid and boldness, now that your cast is off?" She asked me. "When I got here, you saw a weak version of me. The junkie going through withdrawal and recovering from an accident. Now I'm healed and not using. I'm better than ever" I told her. She rolled her eyes at me and got up and walked away. A few minutes later I saw Diaz and Johnson walking by. I sent Johnson back inside to get me something to drink from my cell while I told Diaz to sit next to me. She looked frightened and in pain as she was sitting. "This conversation stays between us. I have my lawyer looking into your case. When you get out of here which will be soon I don't want to see your ass back here. Get your GED and get your life together. You're not built for prison. Don't start anymore fires" I told her. She gave me a smile and Johnson came back with my juice. They walked off and I continued to sit around and watch everyone play. I was then joined by the CO Mitch that loves to harass me and my cell mates. He took the juice from my hands and started to drink it. He then spit it in my face and told he didn't like that flavor. I was grossed out and angry. I stormed off inside the building to change and wash my face. After that yard time ended and I headed to work which was by the gates with Brown. We make sure all the trucks coming in have no contraband and when its leaving no inmates are inside. The first delivery was coming until an hour from now so we just sat around in the hot sun waiting. I noticed she was sitting close to me and I looked at her. "I'm straight" I told her. "She laughed then gave me a serious look. "I see the way you and Chyna look at each other. There's a little spark there. Trust me love, I been here ten years and you got sugar in your tank. Most women come here straight and leave here a fruit cup" she said. I started laughing and I rolled my eyes at her. "Even if Chyna and I have this spark you say, part of me can't stand her and vice versa. I just want to be screwed that's all. I'm here for twenty five years. I'll be out in my late fifties" I explained. "Oh I see so your browsing" said Brown. We laughed and we continued to talk up until the first delivery came. After work, we headed to the rec room where we met up with the others. Johnson and Diaz were playing checkers while others were doing their own thing and Jones and Abrems were watching the cooking network. We joined them and I looked at Chyna and she looked at me. The hate was there between us but so was the lust.