innocent // prison break

19. PI

R O S A

"This is why you fainted, so eat!" Terry demanded as he kept me under a watchful eye.

"I'm not hungry." I shrugged, because ever since I was sliced open, my hunger has been a ghost.

"Rosa," He sighed with frustration, spending 20 minutes in my cell, just telling me off about how if I don't eat, I'll die.

"If you don't eat, you will never see your sister again, or mom, or Michael." He said and I scoffed.

"Why do you keep bringing Michael up?" I glared at him, being locked in this small box for days at a time was starting to get to me.

"Because I know you're in love with him, and him with you!" He raised his voice as I was taken back.

"What?" I played dumb.

He sighed, "I've never seen anyone look at any other person like the way you guys look at each other.. Listen," He spoke quietly now as he sat across from me, "I won't tell anyone, because I know something is going on, and because I believe that you're a good person, who has never harmed another living thing." He spoke seriously and I hugged his neck tightly, crying in the process.

Other than Lincoln, he was my only friend in this ward.

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"PI!" Bellick yelled loudly as I jumped from his voice, there hasn't been a PI count in at least a week for intense segregation.

Lincoln and I got in line, following the PI members.

We were all separated, except Lincoln and I, we were taken to the CO's new locker room.

When we walked in, they were painting the walls an off-white color.

"The old band is getting back together." Bellick joked, drawing everyone's attention to Lincoln and I.

Bellick had some type of liking towards me, but I paid it no mind.

T-Bag, C-Note, D.B Cooper, Sucre and Michael all looked over at us.

They all seemed happy as they welcomed us back, putting down the brushes as Bellick left us, closing the large medal door.

I walked past them, going straight towards Michael, they watched for a minute before Lincoln made them look away, giving us a minute as the men talked.

He slightly smiled as I walked up to him.

He wrapped his arms around my head, pulling me into his chest, I wrapped my arms around and hugged him back, incredibly happy.

"I'm never letting you out of my site." He whispered to me and I smiled to myself.

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I sat next to Michael's bed, impatiently tapping my fingers on my knees.

I heard him breathe deeply and I looked over at him quickly.

"Hey." He said as he laid on his stomach with his upper back all wrapped up.

"Don't move," I breathed as I touched his upper arm, "You're hurt pretty badly."

"What happened?" He asked.

"That's what everyone is trying to figure out.. Who did this to you?" I whispered the last part, getting closer to his face.

Dr. Terry convinced the warden to let me see Michael after Terry told me that he had a severe burn on his shoulder blade.

How he convinced him to let me see him is over my head.

"I did, on accident. Sucre had gotten me a CO's uniform, I left before count, I got out through a manhole near the psych ward. I got out of there no problem, since everyone thought I was a guard. But getting back in was a different story.." He said as he slowly tried to sit up, I told him not to but he went against my word.

"I got back into the maintenance basement, before a CO came in, Rogers, came down, I accidentally leaned against a hot pipe.. It burnt through the uniform, onto my skin." He finished explaining as I stood in front of him, he sat on the gurney, in a thin layer of sweat.

"Michael," I sighed as I held his warm face in my hands, "You're going to get yourself killed in here, you know, if you're not careful.. And I can't let you do that." I whispered as I placed my forehead on his.

He closed his eyes, "I have to get you out of here, or else you'll die in here." He said as his lips brushed against mine.

We kissed, in front of a few guards and nurses and Dr. Terry, further proving his point.

"About that-" "Conjugal visit is over." Terry joked as he came in.

I rolled my eyes, Michael gave me a weird look as I stepped beside him, standing by his legs.

"He knows." I admitted because I trusted Terry.

"That's right," Terry confirmed, "Knows what?" Michael asked as I smiled at the ground, holding Michael's hand.

"That you two- you two are in love." Terry finally faced us, finishing organizing his tools.

"You told him?" Michael asked me and I shook my head, "He sees us everyday Michael, he's seen all of our visits when the other is hurt, he's always been there." I smiled at the pretty eyed boy before looking over at Terry as he smirked like he knew something.

"I think I could help you guys out." He spoke and we both took our attention off of each other, looking over at Terry.

A/N sleepy Michael 😋