Kill The Rich

34th Chapter: A Monster?

"Erica Sinclair, you have been sentenced to one year of life at the Tennessee Juvenile Detention Center, without the possibility or chance of parole."

Erica's body lightly moves along to the bumps on the road that the bus hits, it being her and two other teenage girls on the bus as well. Erica looks aimlessly ahead of her with a neutral expression on her face, her hands being cuffed in front of her.

After a long time the bus finally stops, a female security guard making her way inside of the bus. "Single file out coke on lets go." She motions.

Erica goes to get up, her being the last one that leaves out of the bus, her going to line up with the other two teenage girls.

A woman makes her way outside of the back door, her being in slacks and a denim colored blouse, her long brown hair being down her back, her adjusting her glasses and her green eyes setting on Erica, her hands being in her pockets, a cigarette being in her mouth.

The security guard takes out her lighter, the woman going to let the guard light her cigarette between her lips, her blowing out the smoke lightly as soon as she is done.

"Erica Sinclair." The woman says, taking the cigarette out of her mouth. "Follow me." She motions.

Erica looks at the security guard before looking back at the woman, her going to begin following her. The woman opens the back door after scanning her keycard, her holding it open with her foot for Erica, Erica going inside and her looking around lightly, just seeing a laundry room.

The woman closes the door, her going to smoke more on her cigarette, her hopping up on one of the tables and going to cross her legs, Erica looking around lightly.

"Madeline Harper is the name." The woman introduces.

"And who are you....Madeline?" Erica questions.

"Attitude, she told me you would have some attitude." She smiles.

"Who's she?"

"Ashlyn. My little sister." Madeline hops off of the table.

Erica furrows her eyebrows, her now recognizing the similar facial features. "She sent me here because you must be the warden."

"That is correct." Madeline answers.

"Yeah well I don't need protection, I can handle my own." Erica insists.

"I have no doubt about that." Madeline shakes her head. "However I do know you requested for Robert's people to look over Lucas while he was prison. Hell even Ashlyn became a doctor in that prison to look after him after a handsome paycheck sent their way. So you're saying you don't deserve the same treatment?"

"No." Erica answers simply.

"That is a little something called punishing yourself." Madeline points at her. "Oh well, you have the protection anyways. Can't say no one is going to jump you I can't guarantee that but I will make sure you don't die in here. These teenage girls are rather...savage."

"So am I when I want to be." Erica replies.

Madeline hums a little with a smile. "You know you remind me of Ashlyn. A perfectionist, someone who punishes herself when she does wrong. Hell or maybe she lets Robert do it I don't know."

"I don't need to know that." Erica shakes her head. "The generosity is overwhelming but I can handle myself."

"Sure thing." Madeline states. "Get changed." She tosses her a shirt and pants juvenile uniform. "The guard will direct you to your cell. The rules are simple. Do what you are supposed to do, we can call them chores you get little rewards. Books, TV time, honey buns." She shrugs. "But if you act a fool well...you'll just see if you somehow end up acting a fool."