Bad Girl

Lioness II

'Oi!' Darcy has burst in through the shower room door. 'Shit.' Barb quickly hides the drugs underneath her jumper again. The inmates drop Victoria the brush also clatters on the floor. 'The fuck is going on in here?' Darcy spots the brush and the butter luckily for Barb, not the drugs. 'You are women! How could you even think of doing that to another woman?!' A few of the women no longer caught up in the moment look ashamed the pack mentality has diminished as quickly as it arrived. The Baroness is shaking as she yanks her robe down it falls on top of her and she clings to it as a makeshift blanket to cover her body. 'Out of here, now, all of you!' Darcy barks and everyone immediately gathers their belongings and leaves. Barb curses her under her breath as her girls wheel her out of the room. 'Ms Hellman? Are you alright do you need to go to medical?' she turns off the water kneeling beside her.

The Baroness looks afraid her body is shaking with fear and the cold. 'I'm okay....they didn't...' Darcy feels a pang of guilt she takes the older woman's robe and helps her into it knotting it around her waist. C'mon let's get you back to your cell.' she helps her to her feet and takes her arm to steady her as they walk back to her cell. 'Are you sure you wouldn't rather go to medical?' The Baroness slowly begins to regain her colour. 'I already said no imbecile.' but there is no fire in her voice. Darcy doesn't react she only sighs knowing this is simply the way the woman is, when they get to the cell she sits her down on the bed. 'Th-thank you.' it's the smallest voice she has ever used barely audible. Darcy inclines her head she knows that this is more than anyone normally gets from the Baroness in gratitude. 'Get some rest.' she instructs and gives her arm a soft squeeze leaving.

The Baroness hugs herself and eventually lies down on her side, her back is to the cell door. You see her curled up in bed when you enter, she doesn't speak to you, and you stare at her for a few moments. 'Hey, listen about yesterday I want to apologise.' you try to break the ice. 'I don't want to hear it.' her voice is calm and cold. 'Victoria please I truly am sorry I didn't mean-' 'Have you grown deaf or is your vacant little brain simply incapable of understanding basic instructions, I do not wish to hear your apologies. Now shut up or I swear I will strangle you in your sleep.' the tone is cold and harsh there is no feeling. Why should you even apologise it was her caught out with her tongue in another woman's mouth. Rage rises in your chest. 'Hey, Victoria? Fuck you! Oh, and I am getting out of here not that you care about anyone other than yourself.' The Baroness does not turn to look at you. 'Still, she keeps talking.' you roll your eyes at her. 'Go to hell.' you walk out of the cell.

Victoria tightens her grip on herself. 'I'm already there.' she sniffs after you have left the room.