Ink || OC x Micheal Scofield || Prison Break

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Have you ever felt as if you are underwater, but you're actually standing in the middle of a crowd? Well if you haven't I never wish the experience on you, because it sucks

Gasping for air is all you feel like you can do and when you tell yourself to just breathe normally your mind tells you that there is no oxygen to breathe. You end up dry choking on air until you die....

At least that's what people wish would have happened to me, instead I actually managed to calm myself down as the judges hammer crashed down.

I got sentenced to 4 years in prison that day with a chance of parole if I was well behaved. What did I do? I wish I could tell you, but I can't- it would scare you away and I had chosen to push it to the far edges of my memory anyhow.

I had gotten scooped up by a few guards as the whole room went into a ruckus at the end of my trial. My lawyer was screaming for a retrial while the people opposite me were beaming. I on the other hand was just waiting to be shipped off to prison and start my sentence with nothing but time on my hands.

Maybe I'd join a fitness class or pick up a new hobby- I had heard that drawing was the new printer in jail, but non of that happened.

It wasn't as easy as that, just jump on a bus and be sent away to prison. I was only the third female offender to be convicted at the courthouse that my lawyer chose and due to that somehow- some way- my papers ended up being filled out wrong.

I ended up at entirely the wrong prison, in entirely the wrong state.

Instead of being sent to an all female prison in Canada, like I had requested in order to be close to my sisters, I was sent to an all male prison in Chicago.

I spent a week in the shu while they tried to solve the matter, non of the staff wanting to face the issue of keeping males, who hadn't seen a single woman in years, away from me. But after that time they decided that they had no choice but to send me in with the other inmates- something about them needing as many cells as they could get after a few men got into a gang fight.

That brings us up to where we are now- waiting outside of the prison block that will hopefully not bring me an early death.

I stand with my hands handcuffed infront of me as a police officer holds my arms on either side. I wanted to ask them a snarky question about whether it was for everyone else's protection of me or mine from the men, but I decided to keep my lips shut.

Instead I shuffle forward as the doors open and the guards pull me along.

Inside of the block is exactly what you would think- cells line either side of the room and the middle is left as an open corridor for the prisoners to mingle whenever they have free time.

I keep my head down as the guards lead me through, all that greets my ears is noise- shouts, screams, banging- all coming from the cells, but the one thing the noise has in common is that it's all aimed at me.

Some men cat call me in English while others shout phrases at me in different languages I don't want interpreted.

I glance upwards as we go up the steps and I keep to the right as a few men stick their hands through the bars trying to grab me.

"Ay Lawrence what did I tell you about going outside of your perimeter!" One of the guards trailing behind me shouts and I hear him whack his baton against the bars.

The noise would have caused me to flinch only the rest of the men's shouts had prepared me for anything loud at any moment.

Suddenly we come up to a cell in the middle of the line and I get turned around, harshly, by one of the guards- the same one who shouted at the guy earlier.

He fiddles with the key in order to take my handcuffs off and doesn't care when he cuts me in the process.

"Oops" he says flatly as he sees the cut.

He smiles as he takes the handcuffs off me and pushes me forward. I just about manage to stay on my feet as I enter my cell.

Turning around I watch as the door closes and the men stand outside of the bars.

"Due to your particular circumstances-" the same guard says as he looks me up and down, not making it subtle as he stops at my breasts (luckily the men's uniform covers me way more then I could ever need) "Your cell bars will be left locked when the other inmates are free to roam the halls" he finishes

I silently let the statement bring me some relief "you will get your time out of the cage after that-"

"Wait, so when it's night?" I ask

The man looks up from his clipboard "so she does speak" he smirks "and yes, at night"

"What, that's not fair-"

"Unless you want me to let the inmates have at you during the day... that can also be arranged" he says as he licks his lips

I grimace "no thanks, I'll take the first option"

"Suit yourself" he says as he writes something down before turning to walk away with the other guards

"Wait what about my yard time, is that also going to be at night?" I ask

"No, that will be spent with the other prisoners, but we will make sure that you are separated to some degree- we've had PI putting up a fence next to the death row inmates, an outside space just for you"

"The death row inmates- that's even worse!"

"Ah, Ah, Ah" the man says as he hushes me "Are you talking back to me?"

I scowl but turn away

"Good... see you in the morning"

The man walks away with a laugh as well as the other guards.

I look around my cell and I notice the metal toilet that's in the room where everyone will see me pee.

I scoff as I kick it with my foot, half hoping that it will fall off the wall and reveal a whole which I can escape through.

I sit down on the bottom bunk of the bed as the inmates continue to shout and scream.

"Let us see you little lady!"

"You wanna hold my pocket sugar?"

"You got a boyfriend- nevermind he ain't gonna stop us in here HA!"

"Just you wait until we can get to you tomorrow"

"The lord has answers my prayers sending you here sugar tits"

And so on, and so on, and so on- for hours

Luckily after a while the guards got sick of it and shouted that the next person to make a noise would be sent to the shu for a week.

It was silent after that and that was the only thing that let me fall alseep for a few hours, that and the reassurance that the bars of my cell would be up until nightfall the next day..... lucky me.