Bad Girl

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The lights flicker and she looks up. 'You design all of these?' you have a little snoop at her wardrobe it is pretty amazing, the woman is talented. 'Yes, I've always been a wicked genius when it comes to fashion.' she looks up at you from the bed and sneezes again. 'I think you are getting a cold.' you sit beside her and place a gentle hand on her forehead. 'You are getting a bit of a fever.' you note. 'It's this damned cell, what sort of living conditions are these anyway.' she grumbles. 'Living conditions for criminals, we are the scum of society.' you say dramatically. The Baroness rolls her eyes at you but she's hiding a laugh. 'How about we go out into the yard, and get some fresh air?' The Baroness nods. 'Okay, I think some fresh air could be beneficial I will accompany you.' she gets dressed you watch her wince her ribs ache as she bends to put on her skirt.

You scoot across the room to her. 'Take it easy, I got you.' you urge her to gently stand straight again then you help her into her clothes. Her blue eyes sparkle, they are fixed on you, and you are so caring toward her. You get to your feet. 'Can you walk or do you need help?' you touch her arm. 'I-I am okay for now.' you nod and gesture for her to go first you want to be accessible if she loses her footing the lights flicker again. Thankfully she doesn't. You go out to the yard many of the inmates are there playing ball games, and working out, the yard is fenced off and there is a side path outside of it that allows visitors to enter the prison. The Baroness closes her eyes inhaling the fresh air, you rub her back you know she is picturing being free. You smile sadly wishing you could free her. 'I'll be back in a moment.' you go across the yard and speak to a dark-haired woman.

The Baroness opens her eyes and watches you as darkness clouds her features. She watches you as you hug the other inmate who looks like she's just back at the prison. The Baroness feels the darkness spread from her chest coursing through her body as the woman touches your arm. Her lips twitch with anger. There is a brief commotion and she is distracted, it looks like a lot of prisoners have visitors today. She turns back to you and the hatred boils as you kiss the other woman's cheek but there is no time to react. 'Baroness!' 'Baroness!' 'Baroness!' These aren't visitors these are paparazzi who have come daily to try and get a glimpse of the fallen woman. 'How does it feel to go from riches to rags?' 'Are you enjoying prison life?' 'Is it true you have no dignity left?' 'How do you feel knowing Cruella is living in luxury at Hell Hall whilst you rot here?' The cameras are flashing violently.

The Baroness is dazzled by the cameras all flashing aggressively in her face. 'Stop, no, I don't wish to be seen like this.' she holds her hands up to try and shield her face. 'Victoria, come with me.' she can't see but she feels you draw her into your chest shielding her face with your hands. 'What are you doing?' you growl at a guard blocking you from going back inside. 'Reynolds orders, she's to stay out here until the press have their fill love.' he explains. The Baroness is shaking her headaches she keeps her face buried against your neck. 'Make them stop, please.' she whispers it's like she is reliving the trauma of her arrest. You tightened your hold and pulled off your hoody putting it on her instead to hide her a little more. 'Ignore them, just focus on me darling.' you instruct. 'Kat!' you yell to the girl you spoke to earlier.

Kat looks over at you seeing the look she nods and whistles a grew of women go over to her. Reynolds watches from his upstairs office he smirks seeing the Baroness trying to hide then he watches Kat and frowns lifting his radio. 'What is Evans doing? She's only back five minutes.' There is a beep. 'I can't tell sir- oh now I see well if that ain't a sight.' Reynolds frowns and looks out the window. Kat skips over to the paparazzi with her squad of girls. 'You lot want something to see, let us provide. Kat and the girls all lift their shirts exposing their bare breasts, Kat throws her head back laughing and the cameras go wild. Reynolds glowers, they don't care about the Baroness anymore this is a waste of time. 'Get the press out and bring that lot in, this is a prison, not a zoo!' he barks down the radio to the guards.

You immediately get the Baroness inside and sit her down getting her a cup of tea. She takes it and sips. 'You make a good cup,' she raises her mug. 'Rare to find someone competent enough to make a nice tea.' You laugh. 'It's just a teabag, milk, and hot water not rocket science.' you shrug. 'Yet so many people fail at such a simple task.' she rolls her eyes. 'Are you okay?' you touch her shoulder. 'Thanks to you, yes.' she touches your hand. You smile you like that you helped. 'Kat did more than me-' 'About the girl, how do you-' 'One second Victoria I'm just going to thank her.' you rush over and hug her. The Baroness sighs and looks away. 'Aw, has she moved on already?' The Baroness turns to see Barb who is very bruised and in a wheelchair. 'Guess you are yesterday's news now posh bitch, that's Kat, she's her ex, your toast.' The Baroness makes a face at Barb. 'Enough of this foolishness.' she storms passed her heading up to your cell.

Kat sees this and frowns going after her she follows her upstairs. You spot Barb and walk over to her. 'I trust you will honour the code and leave my girl alone.' Barb gives an ugly smile she's missing teeth because of you. 'No honour amongst thieves mate, no one tell you?' she laughs. Kat's body slams directly between you and Barb causing several screams at the abrupt act that has just happened. Barb looks shocked, you look shocked, and you both look up seeing the Baroness standing at the top of the stairs. 'It's not what it looks like.' she holds up her hands. 'She fell, she fell, she fell! I tried to drag her into me, she fell! She fell!'