"Stop, please." She wheezed as her feet left the floor, her vision went in and out until some shoved him away from her, she hit the floor coughing and crying trying to catch her breathe. She looked up to see the man with a stake in his side falling over the railing.
"Abuzzi." The man picked her up off the floor helping her stumbling into Michael's cell where they also saw a guard and T-bag.
"Jesus girly, you don't look to good." She flipped T-bag off climbing up on to Sucre's cell holding her throat her chest still raising and falling fast.
"Who did this to her!" Izzy jumped as some body yelled rushing over to her and pulling her into his arms. She calmed down knowing it was Michael.
"Who. Did. This. To. Her." Michael was mad, so mad he didn't even ignolige the fact that T-bag and a guard had found out about the break out. He pulled her out of the hug looking at the damage on her face, the hand prints around her neck that were turning into bruises. She had a black eye, a split lip, a cut across her eye brow, a bloody nose and a bruise forming on her jaw.
"Who ever did is dead now. We've got bigger problems." T-bag said as Michael kept his arms around Izzy holding onto her, guilt filling up in his stomach that this was his fault.
"Bob here seen the hole. He's gotta go away." T-bag said.
"Nobody is going anywhere" Michael said.
"He seen the whole."
"So have you." Izzy's voice was scacry and it hurt to talk but she didn't like t-bag.
"Looks like your lockdown idea didn't work out too good, huh?" Sucre said, Izzy glanced over at the bloody and hurt man on the floor.
"I have a daughter, a little bit younger than you. Please." Izzy held bad for the man on the floor, she shook herself out of Michael's arm's kneeling in front of the officer.
"Your not gonna get hurt, okay?"
"We gotta kill him." Izzy rolled her eyes shaking her head, she stood up walking in front of Sucre so he was across from T-bag.
"The cops are right outside. As long as they know we're keeping him alive." Michael said from behind Izzy.
"But he's a guard. He's gonna squeal." Izzy ran her hands over her face.
"What the hell does this have to do with you, anyway? This is not any of your concern." Abuzzi said getting in T-bag's face.
"See, Bob here know about our secret. He knows about our escape. So it's all our concern now, isn't it?" T-bag tried to shove out of the cell put Abuzzi shoved him against the bars.
"Listen pervert your in as much trouble as he is."
"Go ahead. Stick me. Stick me. Let's see how many times I can shout out about your little hole in there before I bleed out, huh? Cause every con in here is gonna know about your little escape before one drip of my blood hits the floor. So, you see, friends, either i'm through the hole with you or i'm gonna sing like Johnny Cash." T-bag said making Izzy rolled her eyes.
"Hey, yo, check it. Stroker's about to get the Doc!" One of the prisoners yelled making Izzy take off Michael following quick behind her to make sure she was safe.
"Michael!" Izzy turned to the tall boy behind her seeing her sister's life being on the line. He looked like he was nervous about doing it, this could ruin the whole plan.
"Michael, please! Fine, i'll do it myself." Izzy ran back up the steps and to where his cell was, Sucre looked confused as the girl pulled open where the path was.
