I sat on my bed scrolling on my phone until my sister walked in. "What you doing?" She asked.
"Nothing, finna go to sleep for work" I said looking up at her. "Speaking of work" she said coming over and sitting next to me.
"Have you been talking to that girl ?" She asked and I couldn't help the smile that formed on my face from the mention of her.
"Yesss" I dragged out watching her smile too.
"Awwww look at you cheesing" she teased poking my cheeks. "She's real sweet to me.. ain't nobody ever been that sweet to me"
"You in love yet ? You know it don't take you long" she said. "No.. I don't think so" I said slightly scrunching my face.
"I don't know. But I do think about her a lot, I be wanting to spend all day with her at work and then take her home with me after my shift, I even start taking more overtime just to spend time with her" I said
"She always says the nicest things to me. And when she kiss on me I just be melting into her but usually I force myself to push her away.. I never want to though, I love when she kiss me" I admitted to her.
"You're in love."
"I can't be in love with a inmate" I said rolling my eyes at her.
"You're not in love with an inmate you're in love with a person. A person that made a mistake and have to pay for it" she said.
"I wonder what she did to get up in there if she's so sweet" she said. I shrugged "I don't know and I kinda don't wanna find out" I said honestly.
It's easier to look at them in a good way when you don't know what they did.
"What's her last name, I'll look it up" she said. "Jaliyah I really don't wanna know" I said.
"I know you don't, I do. I won't tell you whatever it is" she said. "You bet not. Im serious" I said.
"I just said I won't" she said rolling her eyes at me.
"Her last name is knowles" I said and she nodded typing on her phone.
She started looking over stuff while I watched then she suddenly gasped with her eyes going wide "what the fuck" she mumbled.
"What ?" I asked trying to see what she was looking at.
"Unt un" she said pulling her phone back. "You said you don't wanna know remember"
"Is it real bad ?" I asked frowning a little.
"Mannn.." she trailed off shaking her head.
"You sure this the right person ? Her hair kinda blonde ish ?" She asked and I nodded.
"Well, it do be the sweet ones" she said turning the phone off. " she's mentally ill too" I added.
"Tuh, I can tell" she said making me scrunch my face.
What the hell did she do ?
////////////////////
Next day
Beyonce pov:
I slightly limped to the court yard. I feel drained, I only came out because I haven't really been outside since I came back from the shu and I wanted some fresh air.
When I walked out I seen that Spanish girl Maria sitting with her friends and thought about what she told me when I first got here.
No just keep walking beyonce, I told myself.
I walked to an empty table sitting by myself and staring at nothing.
I'm in deep depression right now, I thought about killing my self and just making this all easier since I got a life sentence.
