13. it ain't her fault, it's mine.

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𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑, Janae was finally back from the SHU. She looked a mess. Her face was tear-stained, her hair was no longer in a bun, but now out into an afro. She looked like she lost a few pounds. The SHU fucked her up physically and mentally, once again. And she did this to herself for a girl that she loved, Aaliyah.

Aaliyah's eyes lightened up as soon as she saw Janae walking into the prison. She was so happy to see Janae, she just latched onto Janae, wrapping her arms and legs around her. Janae chuckled softly, placing her hands under the girl's thighs to support her weight, as she inhales the girl's sweet scent. "I missed you so much, J." Aaliyah spoke, her voice muffled into Janae's shoulder. "Missed you too, Al." Janae smirked, gently placing her hands on Aaliyah's waist, placing her back on her feet, before the CO's could notice and give them a shot. 

Aaliyah looked up at Janae, a frown making its way onto her soft lips. "What happened to your bun? it was so cute with the baby hairs." Aaliyah spoke, crossing her arms. "One of the CO's took my hair tie, and said it was contraband." Janae explains, with a sigh. She felt weak from the lack of food and water, but for some reason she was still able to hold Aaliyah in her arms for those few seconds. 

The two walked together in silence until Aaliyah broke the silence. "Can I ask you something?" Aaliyah stopped, looking up at Janae. "What's up?" Janae responded, also stopping and looking back at Aaliyah. Aaliyah leaned in closer to Janae to make sure no one heard their private conservation. The sweet scent of Aaliyah drove Janae crazy, but she hid her actual reaction. "Why did you take the blame for me? You knew where you were going." Aaliyah finally asks the question that she's been trying to answer herself for two weeks now. Janae let out a heavy sigh, before responding. "The SHU is a fucked-up place. I didn't want you to have to go through the same shit I went through." Janae replied, leaning against the wall. Aaliyah's heart fluttered, finding it sweet that Janae would go somewhere she hated just so she wouldn't have to. 

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