Ink || OC x Micheal Scofield || Prison Break

26

As quickly as the music had started to filter in, its mix of soft notes and the beginning of its melody, came the crashing chorus.

I walk back a few steps before my back hits the fence.

I suck in a breath.

No, this was what i wanted. This was my choice and i had chosen Ink. I knew the risks, i knew the danger i was putting myself in, and at this point i knew i had to defend myself. I couldn't just cower and let them walk over me.

No, i needed them to know there was a reason i was put in here, just like them. I wasn't to be walked over.

I push myself off the fence as the first few men reach me.

I move to the side, making it clear that i am moving away from them and that if they didn't want an issue they were to let me.

A few of them faulter and stop jogging towards me. I glance behind me and i see Green and Bellick standing with batons, giving a clear sign of what was waiting if anyone tries anything.

I doubted that Bellick was doing it willingly, however I appreciated Green non the less.

Next was the issue of the men who weren't getting the hint or did not care.

One, i recognise from grabbing my wrist before, is even so bold as to try to trap me against the fence.

I take delight in punching him square in the jaw. However, he is a lot bigger than me and one punch is not going to take him down so easily.

I hear some of the guards using whistles but that is not going to help.

"Get off you perv!" I shout

I cringe i smell his breathe. He is so close to my face as he tries to force his disgusting lips onto mine.

I kneel him where the sun does't shine and he crumples over in pain

"You little bitch, I'm going to kill you!" He shouts

I ignore him as some others watch the man fall and clearly think it's their turn to try to grab me.

I stand up as i wipe my cheek.

One man walks over and is practically licking his lips.

He grabs my arms and tries to pull me towards him, i use all of my weight to keep myself away. Luckily it doesn't take long for two men to help me pull him off me.

I shake my uniform of his disgusting hands as i watch Sucre and Ink haul the man away.

Next comes the same guy from before and he holds a nasty grin.

"I'm going to kill you, bitch!" He screams

I ready myself to push him off again when I realise that a few people had taken my momentary distraction to their advantage.

A few come up behind me.

I struggle and i mange to rip my arms out of one of their hands but as soon as I've done that, then another grab me, its like a never ending circle.

I begin to loose my breath as i have to put all my effort on focusing my strength on pushing people away. I almost don't recognise the shouting of someone who isn't trying to hurt me.

"ENOUGH!'

The men beside me still

"DID YOU NOT HEAR ME? ENOUGH! FUCKING LEAVE OFF HER!"

Surprisingly the men do as the person says. Two out of the three drop my arms while the one who i punched keeps a tight grip on my hair.

I watch as he walks towards him and sees the man still clinging onto me.

"I'm sorry"" He says, softer as he walks over "Was i not fucking clear?!'

I watch as T-bag stands in between myself and the man

"Derek i swear to God if you don't remove your hand then it will be missing by morning" T-bag growls. Derek stands still "Do need to ask on me of my men to have a little chat with your wife... or maybe your kids?"

The man, Derek, snarls at me before lifting his hands off me and walking away.

It's quiet before all the spectators silently move away and go back to chatting in their groups. I guess i wasn't entertaining anymore.

I watch as Derek storms away.

I take a shaky breathe.

Suddenly my relief is gone as T-bag spins around and looks at me

"Sorry about that, i couldn't have them harming you, could i?" He says with a smile "what about a little kiss to say thank you?"

"Blow me, T-bag" I shout

"That's ok, we can work on that" He says. I roll my eyes

I watch as Sucre appears and steps between the two of us. He starts talking to T-Bag.

Suddenly a hand touches me. I jump away before i turn around

"Ink" I breath out in relief, tears almost coming to my eyes at the sight of a man that doesn't want to kill me

"What are you doing in here? I specifically told you-"

I cut him off.

I pull him into the tightest hug that i have ever given a person. The first hug we have ever shared.

It takes him a second before i feel his arms, protectively, cage around me.

I feel his lips kiss my head before his chin rests on it.

I feel him start to rub my back, his fingers creating a calming sensation as they move down my spine.

"I'm glad you're ok" He whispers

I lift my head from his chest and i look up at him.

"I'm more then ok, i feel like i can fucking breathe for the first time in a month"I say with a smile

He looks down at me as i look up. We share a moment in content as his arms are around me.