The Secret Heels

Chapter 13

Chapter Thirteen

Three weeks into her thirty year sentence and already in the infirmary. She got attacked coming back from the bathroom. Broken ribs, black eye, missing some hair, but alive. Sitting in the infirmary bed she thought back to how she got here, but not for a moment did she regret her decision.

"I need to speak to the Chief," she said to an officer. He pointed her in the right direction and she went into his office. He was at his computer and was clearly surprised to see her. "What can I do for you?" He asked. "Arrest me." He stood up. "For what, exactly?". She explained the deal she once made...and how she broke the deal from the beginning. She made sure no question was left unanswered and that there was no doubt she was guilty, he had no choice. "Hannah Levesque, you are under arrest for kidnapping, grand larceny, assault, and fraud. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have to right to an attorney, if you cannot afford one, one will be appointed to you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?"

Shay was the one to find Hannah. She works as a nurse at the prison and she was on duty when they brought Hannah in. She told the girls about it as soon as she got home. Lisa took it the hardest. She blamed herself for what happened.

"Lisa...it isn't your fault. We don't know why she did what she did, but that's on her," Shay tried to comfort her. It didn't do any good. She was convinced it was her fault and there was only one person that could change her mind.

*

"I'm here to see Hannah Levesque." The officer looked up, "Name?" she asked. "Oh...Um, Jessica Stewart." the girl said. The officer nodded and handed her a name tag. "Follow me."

The girl sat waiting for Hannah. When she finally walked in and saw the name tag she was confused. Clearly the disguise hadn't fooled her. "Jessica? More like Lisa! What the hell are you doing here?" Hannah hissed once the officer left the room. "Why'd you turn yourself in?" Lisa asked getting straight to the point. Hannah sighed, "This isn't your fault. Everything was just getting too much to handle. Eve died and then what happened at the bridge and the stress of hiding. I just couldn't do it anymore," she tried to explain.

Lisa observed Hannah's appearance. Swollen and tired eyes, cut lip, pale cheeks, messy hair. "But you can do this?" she asked pointing out her appearance. Hannah ran her fingers through her hair grimacing every time she hit a tangle, "At least here I don't have to pretend I'm okay," she finally admitted. Lisa almost cried, "You never had to pretend you were okay. We are your friends and there is nothing in this world that we won't be here for. Even if we have to get ourselves locked up," she said. Hannah shook her head no and Lisa wasn't sure what else to say. "You need to leave...don't you dare come back," Hannah told her, "I'm ready to leave!" she shouted to the guard.

When she got back, Lisa was met with angry faces. "Where the hell were you and why are you dressed like that?" Eva demanded. Lisa took her wig and jacket off, "I went to see Lisa," she said bluntly. Shay's eyes almost bulged out of her head, "You did what! Do you realize what could have happened?" Shay screamed. Lisa rolled her eyes and pushed past them, "Whatever"

Dina and Eva were watching TV when Lisa got brought up. "What do you think Hannah said when Lisa visited her?" Dina asked. Eva shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know...but something got to her. She was being so rude earlier." Dina nodded in agreement.

*

"Shay Rivers! FBI! Open this door right now!" Dina groggily woke up. Eva and her had fallen asleep on the couches. "FBI! OPEN UP!" Her eyes got wide as she shook Eva awake. When she didn't wake up, Dina picked her up and carried her upstairs passing Shay on the way. Lisa and Sasha were awake looking at the door intently when the two burst in. Lisa held up a baseball bat and Sasha had a lamp. Dina raised her eyebrows at the two. What were they gonna do with those against armed men?