I stepped off the transport bus, eyes squinting against the midday sun. My blue eyes scanned the area in front of me.
Up, down, left and right, then finally straight ahead. In front of me was the largest prison I had ever come across in my life. One thing i knew of this place...no one got out of Fox River before.
Taking a deep breath, I glanced down to my cuffed hands and feet before glancing at the guards around. All i could hear was the shouting of prisoners echo from inside, a sharp reminder of what lies ahead. As much as I could get over going to prison... It was the fact that the judge ruled to send me to a male prison due to my crimes.
There was one thing I knew for certain, and it was I was going to get my revenge on him. Charged with six murders, all first degree. Even if I did do it...they deserved it. I would never tell anyone that the sais that stabbed all of those six men was me. I was an assassin after all.
An officer stood by the entrance, arms crossed, his face twisted into a smirk. His hungry eyes scanned over my figure, i rolled my eyes on him and thought 'fucking men'. My eyes looked over the tag on his uniform - Bellick. Noted, a fucking pervert.
- Welcome to your new home, doll face. You'll learn real quick that this ain't no country club. - i didn't respond, i hold my chin high, refusing to give him the satisfaction of looking him in the eyes.
- not my first rodeo being stuck with a bunch of boys officer - i told him nonchalantly.
- smart, witty and quick. I read your file, Moore. Did you seduce them before you cut their throat with a knife? - he asked with smugly smirk on his face.
- it's sais, not a knife - i remarked him.
- cockiness is going to get you nowhere in here sweetheart. - after his words, the guard who stood behind me, pushed me forward, through the iron doors. The clanging of cell doors slamming shut, each sound making my stomach knot a little tighter. I was in-fact scared, it was a male prison and here men were far from being good people.
I kept my gaze straight ahead, heart pounding in my chest as they led me deeper into the prison. I came into the main holding area which was three floors of cells and instantly, eyes were on her. Inmates began to whistle, as a was a female in male prison.
'I should have never came back in the States, he ruined my life. Fucking idiot.' I kept on telling myself. As my eyes focused on the men around, i couldn't help, but know that every man in her was a criminal. And now because of my father, i was too.
The perv officer- Bellick came around and stood in front of the cell. - This is your cell. You're part of Gen Pop even though your crimes should send you to ad-seg. Don't go thinkin' you're special 'cause you're a woman or known as one of the world's deadliest assassins. You're here and you follow my orders.
- yes boss - i answered clearly annoyed.
- you will join the rest of the men in here for everything. That lawyer of yours did well with arguing you to get your own cell in the name of you being a woman. - i nodded, though my mind was racing. I needed to stay focused, to survive in a place like this.
- your new home for ten years, cell 41. Get in, - Bellick said. I stepped inside, breath catching in my throat as the bars slammed shut behind me. This place was completely different to her penthouse in New York City, where she called home since little girl.
I stood in the centre, eyes scanning every corner of this tiny cell. This was it. Fox River. The new reality.
- yards's in an hour. Try not to piss anyone off before or during then - i nodded, and watched how Bellick and the guards turned and left her standing there, alone.
I lowered myself onto the bed, the thin mattress not giving me any comfort, as the weight of prison settled in. 'I will be here until father comes. If he still remembers about me.'
It's clear that being a woman in a men's prison makes me an immediate target. The guards may have brought her to the cell, but I was on my own now.
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New story alert.
I know i should stop posting new stories and edit the one's that i have. But i have so many ideas right now. And plus being sick and laying all day long at home, i think I'm going crazy.
