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TELISE'S POV :
"Everything's going good for me Henry, i swear" i insisted promisingly to the Pope, after 3 months in prison Henry had begun to take a liking to me. With no reason not too, i was a nice girl, i had just ended up in the wrong place.
"I appreciate your promise Telise, but as you know in here, promises don't mean all too much. I think you should start seeing a doctor regularly maybe once a week, just to ensure your health and...sexual health are all up to check" I cringed at the thought of letting any of these men touch me. A few of them had tried but, for some reason John Abruzzi had taken a liking to me. Felt the need to protect me. Maybe because he had a daughter.
"Telise?"
The mans soft voice snapped me out of my trance, only realising i was in one when he did so.
"Dr Tancredi?" I asked any question to avoid speaking about my "sexual health".
"I can arrange for you to see Dr Tancredi, would you like that?" He spoke, acting as if i had much say in the matter.
I sloped into my chair as well as i could with my hands being hadcuffed to either side of it, Bellick's orders.
"Sure" A small shrug gravitated from my shoulders and a forced smile impostered my lips.
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MICHEAL'S POV :
"Welcome to PrisneyLand, Fish" His Puerto Rican accent muttered. My cell mate, Sucre.
"What does PrisneyLand have to offer" I retaliate his sarcasm, not that i didn't like him. But i had a job to do, and he has to help me do it.
"Not much goes on in Fox River, Fish. Just the usual black white divide" He stood back next to me as a body on the floor was dragged away by the CO's, one we had just seen be murdered. "Wait until i tell you about our neighbour".
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TELISE'S POV :
I was dragged back into gen pop by Bellick, his huge hands gripping my arm leading me upstairs, towards my cell.
"When you gonna let me handcuff you, princess" The southern accent had become triggering to me, although Abruzzi threatened anyone who came near me. T-Bag never seemed to mind.
I tried to block out T-Bags voice, knowing he wasnt really deserving of one. It was a lot easier to block out the other mens though. They were scary, but T-Bag seemed, almost evil.
I looked straight ahead. Not paying any of the men saying inappropriate remarks about me any attention. Until we got towards Sucre's cell, i always made sure to give him a smile if i was only passing by. He was definitely my favourite in the prison. Although, instead of being greeted by Sucre's usual comforting grin, i saw two bright blue eyes piercing mine. In a confusing manner, his look almost seemed threatening but his face was soft and his body language was not of a man's who was behind bars. My smile dropped almost immediately, leaving a confused stare on my face. Who was he?
"OPEN ON 39"
Bellick's voice rang through my ears
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THE NEXT DAY still in Telise's pov
My feet laced the floor. "Hi Charles" I muttered sitting next to him ensuring to say hello to his cat , Marilyn, too. I was never really a cat person but i adored Charles' relationship with his girl. Infact, i had never had a pet. My dad got me everything growing up, just never a pet. I wasn't rich, but i sure was loved. Makes you wonder how i ended up in here.
"Hi, little one" I blushed at the nickname, reminding me of something my dad used to call me before i lost him. Charles has begun to appear as a father figure to me over the last 3 months.
"How are you" I questioned as i scanned the prison yard catching Abruzzi's glimpse in the process, always a threatening look on his face. I've never been too sure what John wanted from me, he never asked for you know , what most men ask for in here, or anything at all from me really he just made sure i was staying alive.
I still had too many questions about the mob boss, too many to be answered for today. So i let my eyes slip from his gaze, scanning the plain greenlands of the yard yet again. That was until i met his like eyes again he was walking away from Sucre who was stood facing Link the Sinks small area ouside, away from the rest of the cons.
I turned back to Charles who had a smug grin on his face, a grin i knew all too well. And him too. I tend to zone out of conversations alot.
"What do you know about the new Fish" I let my eyes meet the back of him.
"Nothing more than you do" His grin appearing again.
"What do you mean" My eyes never left him.
"You seem to have taken a strong liking to the young man"
