Lust or Love? ~ A Franky Doyle and Bridget Westfall Story

Chapter One

Bridget's Pov.
I was on the familiar drive to the Wentworth Women's Correctional Centre only this time it was different. I wasn't on my way to work, Vera made me hand in my resignation a couple of weeks ago, I was on the way to pick up the girl I've been waiting for, dreaming of. Franky. She has suffocated my every thought this morning and every thought since the first time I saw her. I was truly infatuated by Francesca Doyle. In all my years working in women's prisons and as a therapist I've never come across anyone like Franky. She is incredible and has a lot more potential than she gives herself credit for. She's smart and comes out with witty comments which I absolutely adore her for. I didn't know at the time that I would feel this deep about her. I think I might be falling for her. I was more nervous than ever on the drive to the prison, her words ringing in my head "I wanna be picked up by a hot girl in a hot car" As soon as I knew what she wanted and we were both on the same page with our feelings I got rid of my old car and upgraded to a sexy black Porsche. I can't wait to see the look on her face when she walks out and sees me waiting for her. I've been waiting for this moment for a while, I saw potential in Franky from the moment I saw her. Something draws people to Franky, whether it's her tattoos, her explosive personality or her cheeky smile something attracts people to her. I arrived at the prison which was a lot more crowded than usual which was surprising it's only ever busy on weekends and visiting hours and it was neither of those. It took me a while to compose myself and actually get out of the car my nerves are all over the place today. It's now or never.

I started walking towards the prison gates and stopped in my tracks once I saw all the reporters and news crews. I took my phone out of the pocket of my leather jacket and called Vera. We weren't exactly friends as she was the one which made me resign but I helped her take down The Freak. At first she wouldn't pick up straight away but on the fourth call she answered. "Hello, Governor Vera speaking" "Hey Vera, it's Bridget, I'm outside but there's a lot of news reporters outside and the gates are locked I'm here to pick up Franky for her parole" "Uh I will come and get you just wait there."

Vera seemed a little off maybe it has something to do with all the fuss around Wentworth at the moment. I need to know what's happening and if Franky is okay. A few minutes later Vera came out along with two prison officers. I was quickly chauffeured into the first gate by the exercise yard which is usually packed which women and noise but today it was still and lifeless. I continued walking into the prison when Vera grabbed my arm and pulled me back. The two prison officers stopped and Vera asked them to continue inside as she has it from here. Once she knew we were out the way of the press and the guards earshot I knew something's wrong. "Vera... Is something wrong? Is Franky okay? Has something happened to her?" "Doyle is okay but she is in the slot for the next two days and her parole has been revoked." "What did she do? Why would she jeopardise her parole when she is so close to getting out?" "There was a fire below the kitchen and the police think Bea and Doyle had something to do with it." My heart sunk. We were so close. She was so close to getting out. She couldn't of had something to do with it. She wouldn't. My thoughts were racing and I couldn't hear anymore. I slid my back down the wall so I was sat with my head in my knees. I didn't want to believe it, I couldn't. I wanted Franky. I needed her. "Vera? Can I see her?" "Normally I wouldn't allow this but I know Franky needs someone right now, I don't think she had anything to do with it and by the looks of it you need her too." "Thank you so much Vera, I owe you"

We took the long walk down to the slot avoiding as many inmates as possible. We finally got down to the slots, I forgot how long the walk was. I was scared to look in. She couldn't be coping well, she was so close. "You ready Bridget? We can do this another time if you want?" "No I'll be fine Vera. I need to see her." I took a deep breath and Vera unlocked the door to Franky's cell in the slot. "The doors open, I'll be outside if you need me, go in when you're ready" "Thank you Vera" I opened the slot door and there she was lying on the hard bed, tear-stained face and a new tattoo. This is a new side to Franky. No one ever see's her like this. She's a tough cookie to crack. I did once in one of our sessions and it killed me that I couldn't comfort her and here we are again where I can't comfort her. She needs me and I need her. It broke my heart seeing her like this. I wish I could go over there and comfort her and tell her it will be okay. She seems like she's completely given up now. God I missed her.

"Heya Gidget" It broke my heart how deflated she looked, she could barely get those two words without her voice cracking. She needs me more than ever. I won't give up on her. Not now. Not ever.