Behind Her Innocent Eyes (M.C & L.H)

Inmates.

I'm Jessica. I was put in jail for prostitution with my best friend, Spencer. We are 18 years old.

No one would bail us out. We were stuck in here for another 2 years. We were literally treated like shit.

It was 5:00a.m. when this jail warden person woke us up. He yelled at us and told us we had community service to do.

What the fuck is that?

"Shut the fuck up." Spencer mumbled under her breath.

I glared at her, giving her the "it's not the time to say that" look.

We only got one meal per day. It was usually beans, or some old soup. Most of the times I would skip out on it. I'd rather starve then eat that shit.

The jail guards brought everyone on my floor to a room.

"Do you know why we are here today?" She asked, obviously wanting no one to answer that question.

"It's because you dirtbags are going to pick up garbage on the streets! And nobody should try to escape. We have many police officers that will bring you down!"

I flinched at her yelling. She was damn scary.

No one made a sound.

"Now everyone line up at the door!" She yelled, and we all did as she commanded.

After the day was done, we were brought back to our cells. We were all pretty tired.

Spencer sat near our cell door.

"You see those boys across from us?" She whispered to me.

I was laying in my uncomfortable bed. I sat up.

"Yes. What about them?" I said, getting out of bed and sitting next to her.

"They keep looking over at us. They are disgusting." She laughed.

"Come on. They aren't that bad!" I looked over to see them and they were talking as well.

"Hey girly." The boy with red hair said.
"Would you mind telling me your name?" He asked.

"In your dream, dirtbag!" Spencer scoffed.

"No need to be rude now." The dirty blonde boy said.

"What do you want?" I asked them.

"We want to talk to you." The red head said.

"Go to bed. It's late and both my friend and I are tired. So fuck off." Spencer said, going into her bed.

The boys just looked at me and went closer to the cell door.

"Your friend needs to calm down." The blonde said.

"It's been a rough day." I replied.

"Why are you in here?" He asked.

"Prostitution. You?"

"Murder. And he's in for rape."

I waved and went to bed. Honestly that scared the shit out of me. But it seemed bad ass. Those guys were cute. But dangerous.