Ink || OC x Micheal Scofield || Prison Break

10

I toss in my bed as I lie there.

It's been a few hours since I made it back to my cell and I have just been lying about ever since.

I rub my eyes as I begin to realise what had woken me up.

"Don't be a baby T-bag it ain't that hot" a guard is saying

I get out of bed and I walk over to my cell door as I watch the shouting match unfold.

"Not that hot?" T-bag shouts back to the guard

I have to agree with him- the increase in temperatures has caused me to sweat through two of my tops.

"You want to cool off?" The guard asks before he chucks his cup of water over T-bag

Everyone looses their minds and I simply chuckle as I cover my open mouth.

"You need to step back" another guard says when he sees the tension rising before him

"We will step back when we've got some wind blowing in here" T-bag retaliates as the others cheer

As I watch from my cell I notice that Micheal is standing next door.

"Looks like your plans working ink" I say with a smirk

He glances at me and nods before he moves back into this cell, clearly readying himself to go through the whole in the wall and continue on with the plan to get out of here.

Suddenly the guard seems to have taken as much ganging up on him as he can and he shouts for a lockdown.

"There's your queue ink" I say as him and his cell mate move back into their cell

He look at me before looking down at the inmates who are all refusing to go back into their cells very aggressively

He glances at me again

"If anything happens and you need me- bang on the wall as loud as you can" he says

I stand up from my slouched position against my cell bars, not expecting it

"Yeah.... Yeah of cause" I say with sincerity as my smile drops

He nods as he goes around the corner into his cell.

I stand there- a little taken back by his words- and I glance down at the floor of the block. I see T-bag leading a group of people over to the doors which the guards have escaped through.

They begin banging on the doors and pulling on the bars

I step away from the cell door- is ink right? Is there really going to be a bigger problem than he anticipated?

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It's been about half an hour since the whole of my prison block have decided to try to break out of the block.

I sit with my back to the shouting as I scribble in my notebook.

Over the past few days I have been planning out what to say when I see my sister again. What do you say once you've been sentenced to years in prison?

I'm sorry? I shouldn't have done it?

No that crap is bullshit and the both of us already know that it's a lie.

I scribble out the speech I had been writing before I chuck the pen to the ground

"You look a little on edge there princess" one of the convicts says as they stand outside of my cell

"No shit" I say angrily as I drop down into my chair again in frustration

"This heat getting to you? Let me fan you while we chat a little?" Another says

I stand up and walk to the bars

"How about you fuck off? Every day since I got here the same people have not left me the fuck alone- I want my space back! Now kindly: fuck Off" I say

I hear them laugh and some cat call me at my angry reaction, but it's true i just need a moment of peace without being gawked at by prisoners.

I sit with my head in my hands as I wipe the sweat off my head when suddenly a sound I never wanted to hear is heard.

My head flies up as I watch in horror as the men manage to break through the windows into the guards control room.

My look of horror gets turned to the men licking their lips standing outside of my cage.

I watch as T-bag laughs and he begins pressing buttons.

An alarm sounds as the cells opposite to mine start to open one by one.

I back myself up to the far side of my cell as I begin to panic.

The men keep hammering at my cell door as they cheer and wait for my cell to unlock down the line.

I let out a panicked breathe as my back hits the wall by my sink and the men start to stretch their hands through the bars of my cell- the tiny space meaning that they can almost touch me.

I realise I have no choice but to alert help as I start to bang on the wall of my cell.

"Help!" I shout and as the cells closer to mine start to open I start to feel my chest tighten "IM GOING TO NEED SOME HELP!"

Inks cell opens as I feel the door slide and I realise I have to act fast.

I push the bunk beds against the cell door, but I know that it won't do much.

"HELP! SOMEONE FUCKING HELP ME!" I shout again

The men look like a row of clowns clawing at the bars with massive grins on their faces- the sound of the other inmates scrambling to get out are but background noise to the horror that's unfolding infront of me.

Suddenly the beeping of the alarm is heard and to my dread my cell starts to open.

"MICHEAL!" I scream as I pound my fist against the wall.

The first prisoner squeezes his way through and effortlessly climbs through the gap in the bunk bed

He stalks towards me as he licks his lips

"Show time" he spits out as he grabs my wrists

"MICHEAL!!!!!!!" I let out a blood curdling scream in terror