That's Mikey above. To hot to be a criminal.
I make my way down 2b hallway collecting the piles of orange jumpsuits. "Hello lavender" Mikey greets handing me his jumpsuits though the slot.
"Hello Mikey" I smile, he smiles back "how is your day so far" he says leaning on the cell door. I laugh "good so far thank you" I say dumping the jumpsuits in the cart.
"Uh bye lavender" he rushes once he notices I'm leaving. I smile in return and head to the next cell. I honestly don't know how he got in here, Mikey's the sweetest boy.
I move to the last cell. Jacks cell. I look in to find it empty. Bad thoughts start to clutter my mind. Where is he.
I rush out of the hall and make my way toward the laundry room. I push open the large doors and quickly run to the only person I know who will give me answers.
"Ramona" I exclaim stopping the cart. "Oh hi lavender" she smiles folding a shirt.
"Do you know where prisoner 13b is?" She quickly nods "yes he's in one of the private cells officers say he's gone to far" she says grabbing another shirt and folding it.
"Thanks Mona" I exclaim racing out of the laundry room. I make my up the stairs hearing towards the private cells.
I make my way down the hallway checking the windows of each door trying to find jack. I sigh as I reach the last one maybe he's not in here.
I look through the last window to find a familiar head of brown hair. Jack. My heart lifts as I swing open the door.
"Jack" I breath he looks up shocked, he realizes it's me and his expression softens. "Lavender?" He questions standing up from his bed.
" I know im sorry I have to go before pa Comes looking for me" I rush opening the door going to leave.
His cold hands grab my wrist and pull me back. "Stay with me tonight?" He asks. I sigh "I'll see"
He nod and let's me go. I leave the cell and make my way downstairs to eat lunch. I arrive at the cafeteria and grab the tray of food that awaits.
I make my way to the closet table and eat my lunch alone. I take a bite of the chicken pot pie, savoring it's wonderful flavor.
My delicious lunch is short lived by my father walking in. "Lavender" he says waking toward me.
I smile and set down my fork. "Honey I'm sorry but we have to stay again tonight, we made a break in the case" he says leaning on the table.
Instead of leaving like normal he lingers hesitating to tell me something. "What is it pa?" I ask putting my hand on top of his.
"I have a meeting out of town in two weeks your gonna have to stay here" he sighs. I shake my head "why can't I stay home?"
He angrily shakes his head "you know u don't like it when you stay home alone at night." He says on the verge of yelling.
I nod my head in defeat going back to my lunch. I pick up my fork and swirl it around in the mashed potatoes.
I push away my tray, losing my appetite. I don't understand why i can't stay home alone for one night! I'm adult for Christs sakes.
Frustrated I stand up and dump my tray of its contents, the putting it on the conveyor belt to be cleaned.
I just don't understand does he not trust me enough? After all I've done?
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I walk down the quiet hallway, trying not to disturb any of the sleeping prisoners. I walk to the end and peek though to window to find jack laying one is bed.
I quietly open the door and close it. "Jack" I whisper. He sits up in the bed "lavender" he calls out tiredness laced in his.
"It's me" I say pulling the chair from the desk towards his bed. Jack gives me a confused look.
"What are you doing?" He asks running a hand though his tousled hair. "I thought I was st-" he cuts me off "yes but your laying with me" he says scooting towards the wall making room for me.
I hesitantly pull back the blanket and get in, scooting as close as I can to the edge, I've never been this close to him.
he sighs throwing an arm over me and pulling me closer.
I shutter at his warm touch. "Lavender your beautiful" he says running his free hand down my face.
I blush in the darkness "don't be embarrassed baby". I smile, moving closer to jacks warmth.
"Jack" I mumble biting my lip nervous about what I'm about to tell him. "Hmm" he hums.
"I like you, your different" I admit looking for an reaction. His face drains of emotion as he sits up in the bed.
"Go"he yells in a hushed voice. Shocked I looked at him. "Leave go" he says again louder
I stand up "jack I-" he fits me off again "I said leave godammit" he yells
"Ja-" "your can't fucking like me I'm a god damn criminal. Fucking leave" he seethes pointing at the door.
I nod in defeat and leave his cell. I make my way out of the hallway heading towards the empty cells.
As I walk down the neighboring hallway I hear a crash. I cringe knowing where it came from. I shake it off and walk into the closet empty cell.
I take a deep breath and pull down the covers of the old bed. I get into the chilly sheets, and pull up them up to my chin wanting to get warm.
I think about the events that just happened. Why couldn't I just keep my mouth shut. I'm angered at myself, but also at jack to. I sigh and roll over in the bed.
He's right I can't like him, he just a criminal.
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Oh snap Jackie snapped at her but really is he nothing but a criminal?
Anyway while I was writing this I had I know what you did last summer and California on repeat lmao.
Anyway thanks for the reads lets see if we can get 150!?
-A🌷
