Bad Girl

Frenemy

You smile watching the Baroness downstairs she is talking to some of the girls you aren't as worried about her safety as for one you claimed her and for another, she has become likable since the show. They want to model for her. Now I'm the first to admit that there is not much you can do to tidy up a prison cell but hey, if you are going to date this level of woman you need to damn well try. First thing is first, the bed situation, your girl has spent enough time on a mattress on the floor. It's colder even if you are holding her and you can see it is taking a strain on her back. You break up parts of the bunk and use them to create a base, placing the two mattresses on top creates the illusion of a double bed. Secondly, you speak to one of the women good at sewing. She makes you curtains, a quilt cover, and pillowcases. You also set about properly scrubbing the place down for the first time because even if you can't wave a wand and make it her fabulous country estate you can try to raise her mood.

You gather the newspapers and magazines that boast of the Baroness's talent and genius sticking them up all over the wall. She's a narcissist and you know it, you don't care, besides she deserves a boost after all she has endured. You hear a commotion outside your cell and head out to see what's going on several guards are carrying items into the sewing room. 'What is the mean of this?' Reynolds approaches Kevin who bumbles along carrying things totally clueless. 'Gifts, sent in for Hellman from fans. All checked for contraband sir and thoroughly, nothing gets passed me.' Reynolds clenches his jaw. 'Kevin. Might I point out you are in fact carrying in Hellman's shopping list when you are supposed to be her jailer?!' Kevin frowns. 'But no rules are saying she can't have this and maybe she will make more fancy clobber wouldn't that be something? The press keeps asking me for pictures I feel like a right celebrity.' he beams.

Reynolds slams into him with his shoulder as he pushes past and makes a beeline for the Baroness who has her back to him as she speaks to her models. He grabs her by her wrist making her gasp in shock. 'Come with me.' he growls dragging her by her wrist into the sewing room. 'Just who the hell do you think you are?!' he yanks her inside and she stumbles slightly. The Baroness looks around her newly acquired materials looking impressed some of it is top quality there are notes from people all wanting to be associated with her brand. This fills her with confidence and she raises her chin defiantly and steps forward with a smug smile. 'My dear, I am the Baroness.' she replies in a sultry voice. 'Impudent whore!' he backhands her hard knocking her to the ground, with a slight tremble she brings her hand to her lips there is blood. She lies on the floor pushing herself onto her side, physically there is not much she can do to fight against him he is staring at her as if he may murder her.

The Baroness gets to her feet and without warning grabs the chair closest to her and throws it at him in anger it hits his shin causing him to yelp in pain. 'Enough! I should've done this a long time ago!' he goes to her gripping her throat and strangling her. She tries to cry out but his grip is too strong, her red nails claw at his hands, her lips part as she tries to breathe blue eyes look glassy. 'Ah!' he lets out a roar of pain feeling the shiv being buried into his thigh and hops around dramatically. 'Oi! Lipstick lover your posh bitch needs ya.' Barb yells over her shoulder rolling her wheelchair back. The Baroness falls to the ground her hands at her throat panting, she stares at Barb in disbelief. 'Don't get any ideas, I just hate screws.' she rolls herself out of the room just as you burst through the door. 'Victoria.' you run to her helping her up and taking her in your arms. 'He tried to strangle me.' she pants.

Your eyes are wide and you hold her then look at Reynolds. 'More material! What the hell?!' Kevin drops the rolls and the chief points at the Baroness who swallows. 'Slot her!' Kevin takes out his handcuffs. '(y/n)' the Baroness grips you in fear. You make a dive across the floor and grab the blood-covered shiv. 'Woah there let's not do anything we regret love.' Kevin holds up his hands. 'Don't go near her.' you warn. 'We're all good, girl, let's all just take a breather you said some things, and the chief said somethings we can chat this out. Let's just kick back.' You look at him like he is mad as does the Baroness. 'Shut up Kevin!' you shout with exasperation. Reynolds rolls his eyes clutching his leg. 'For the love of god arrests them both you bumbling idiot!' he snarls. Kevin doesn't move as you stand warningly with the shiv in hand in the distraction Reynolds hits the red buzzer by the door setting out a warning alarm throughout the prison.

Simultaneously, you, the Baroness, and Kevin turn to him. 'This is at an end.' he sneers. You stare at him. 'Big mistake.' you grab him and hold the knife to his throat warningly. 'Come on!' you drag him out holding him hostage. Kevin and the Baroness exchange a look and they both follow. 'Shit, she's got the chief.' A blonde prison officer announces to the group of congregated guards. Barb looks impressed at this turn of events. 'Riot!!!!' at her word all of the prisoners emerge and start acting out Kevin is the first to bolt through the barred gate followed by the entire police staff who escape just in time before they are met by the rabid prisoners. 'Get back here you cowards!' Reynolds roars, and you keep Reynolds against you with your shiv at his throat. 'Oi, you lot.' you call to the Baroness's models from the other day. 'Tie him up.' You shove him forward and he lands at her feet the other prisoners bang on the gates and destroy the place.

You spot the Baroness she looks frightened and you immediately go over to her. 'Sweetheart it's okay.' you take her hand gently. 'What are we going to do?' she asks in a panic. You lean in and kiss her softly. 'Leave that to me, I'll do the worrying you handle the fashion design.' you press your forehead against hers, and for good measure before the girls take Reynolds you kick him hard in the ribs. 'Tosser.'