Surviving Litchfield

Chapter Six: Consequences

I happily awoke the next morning knowing that I would finally be moved. This meant that I could speak to my friends more often. Also, I would be out of this bunk, which was just as great. The bunkmates in here were so dull and had never really tried to talk to me. They just made everything so much more boring than it had to be. I realize this wasn't a summer camp, but there was no reason to be so dead all of the time.

Dinner had gone well last night. I was starving and actually ate everything on my tray (as well as some of Nicky's food, which she had offered due to my accidental lunch skip). We talked a lot as we ate and she asked more about my life this time. After countless stories of parties and concerts, dinner was pretty much wrapped up.

By now, nobody seemed to question my friendship with Nicky. They just accepted the fact that her and I had managed to become super close, even if it was out of character for her. Luckily, nobody had suspected our fuck in the chapel, so that didn't come up either. All was well.

At breakfast, I hurried out of the line (which was as long as always) and toward my friends. However, when I took a seat, I couldn't help but notice that something was off. Someone was missing. And that someone happened to be Nicky.

"Where is she?" I asked Morello before I had even taken one bite of my food.

"Well, she's eating a much different breakfast, if you get what I mean." She winked and rolled her eyes. "At this point, it's only a matter of time before her little book gets filled."

I swallowed hard. "Oh... what do you mean by a book?"

"Some girls keep diaries of their thoughts, Nicky keeps track of how many orgasms she gives. It's... a fuckbook, I guess."

My heart suddenly broke and I was no longer hungry. I knew I was stupid to think that I would ever mean something to Nicky. Alex was right; she only wanted me for my pussy. I could've just stayed friends with her and not gotten so attached. I could've, but I didn't.

I turned to Alex. "After breakfast, can I talk to you. It's about that thing from yesterday."

She patted my shoulder and nodded. At least I had someone who was on my side, because it was clear that Nichols wasn't.

I barely ate my breakfast as I listened to everyone else talk. Between eavesdropping, I thought about Nicky. Who was she fucking? Was she enjoying them more than she had enjoyed me? What would I even say to her when I saw her later? Did she plan on telling me about this fuck or her book? Did she pla-

"Natalie, hey, wanna go talk now?" Alex asked, nudging my arm.

"That would be great."

We put our trays away and exited the room. The two of us decided to talk in the bathroom, since that would be our most private option. Alex checked the stalls and I checked the showers. Once we had concluded that we were the only ones in the bathroom, I took a deep breath.

"Listen, I fucked Nicky last night."

Alex's eyes widened. "You WHAT?"

My heartbeat quickened. Time to fully explain.

"I think I accidentally led her on. Before I knew it, she was taking me to the chapel and eating me out. It happened so fast, but I wasn't about to say no." I managed to say.

Alex sighed and closed her eyes. "Please tell me that's all that happened. You didn't say anything about wanting to date her, did you?"

"No, I promise that didn't come up. But anyways, I'm really jealous of whoever she was fucking during breakfast."

Vause laughed quietly. "Hey, did I not warn you that she's strictly interested in hookups? If you're going to make a decision to fuck someone like her, you're going to have to understand the consequences. Or else you might end up in -"