Prison Diary

Welcome To My Hero

Month: June Day:07 Year: 2090

Time: 6:02 a.m.

Dear Prison Diary,

I squeaked as I heard the sound. My hands were still squeezed over my eyes and I didn't dare to look but I heard it. Oh yes, I heard it and it sounded painful.

A loud gasp spread across the room from all the prisoners. Everyone must have seen Skunk punch Violet and she was probably lying on the floor in agony holding her poor face.

I waited long enough to hear Skunk brag about how she should have kept her mouth shut or Violet groaning in pain but when I didn't hear either of those things I began to get curious.

I spread my fingers across my face and peaked between them and I was surprised that Violet was still standing up looking up at Skunk. 'What? She didn't hit her?'

To confirm my theory I removed my hands from my face fully and I gasped at what I saw.

Violet was standing there looking amusingly up at Skunk as she had Skunk's fist held tightly in her hand as if she had stopped it in mid-air. Skunk, however, didn't look too thrilled by the matter. She was struggling to move her meaty fist but believe it or not Violet's grasp was strong so she couldn't. Skunk's face had turned a bright red from being embarrassed. I sure would be.

Violet was squeezing harder onto Skunk's poor fist and I could see her struggling, even more, to remove herself from her tight grasp.

Everyone watched the scene with much interest but I watched it with complete shock.

'I don't understand this!!' I thought.

How was Violet able to stop this strong woman's fist?! It made absolutely no sense. The more I watched the more unbelievable it became.

Violet looked up at Skunk with that same dangerous smirk of hers and then her eyes turned to me. It made me a little scared.

"Watch." She said to me softly with a mischievous glint in her dark eyes. In one swift movement, she gripped Skunk's fist harder and dragged it turning her around pinned it against Skunk's own back.

'Whoa! What?!'

Everyone including me gasped but no one did anything to stop the situation, they were just watching the confrontation.

Skunk struggled against Violet's iron grip but couldn't manage to escape.

"Let go of me Bitch!" Skunk spit out through her clenched teeth. She pulled some more on her pinned arm but Violet still kept it in place.

"Gladly." Violet said in a low voice that only I was able to hear since I was so close. With all her force Violet pushed Skunk's body forward making her fall face first into a tray of unedible mashed potatoes.

For the third time, in that lunch hour everyone gasped and some even hollered in excitement. I looked around me and saw most of the prisoners laughing openly, some even toppled over on the floor and all I could think was 'Don't encourage this!'. Still I tried to stifle a laugh but I failed and snickered out loud. Skunk stood up quickly shoving the tray off of her red face. I swear that the mashed potatoes were literally melting off of her face boiling with anger.

She looked around the room at everyone laughing and almost immediately they looked away away minding their business. Her eyes landed on Violet and they were seething with anger. Violet just looked back at her calmly not affected by her glare.

Skunk's heavy breathing picked up and she flexed her body-building muscles. My eyes widened as her muscles flexed and popper up under her skin. I thought it looked disgusting.