Hard Time (Hard Time Series Book 1)

What She Did

STEF POV

"Fuck you bitch! I swear you cheat like the twat kisser you are! How in the fuck!" Roxy says as we are all hanging out in the rec room playing cards, listening to music and watching TV like we did most days. Course time moved different in prison then in the real world as she shakes her head considering I had won three games in a row. It was typical anyway as I puff my smoke and sip a bit of the pruno she mixed up.

"I didn't cheat you just fucking suck ass and can't play for shit Rox. Never could."

"That's the real truth." Tracey says as we both bust out laughing. "You ain't even beat me and Mom just taught me how to play a few months ago."

"Fuck you. I can beat anyone up in here! And have little girl!" She lies as I give her a look laughing again.

"Umm last time I checked I beat your ass every single time. Sooooo Mom is right you suck."

"You a fucking kiss ass. Put your money where your mouth is lil one! We gonna go at it now! Watch me! Watch me beat yo ass! I'm go get some more dice and my jacks and we going at it!" Getting up and heading off to get her shit I can't help but laugh as I grab my pack of Newport's gesturing to Tracey to take one as she looks to me confused.

"Take one, I'm feeling generous today."

"For real?"

I nod my head as she takes a smoke."You been working hard lately. I've noticed."

"Thank you. But, I can work harder. I can make more trades, more deals, whatever you need Mom. I promised you back when you let me in that I would work hard."

"I know it. And you've kept your promise." Puffing my smoke slowly she pours me a glass of water as I look into her young green eyes. " You attending those classes like I told you?"

"Yes. I signed up for the History one and Math."

"Good. Educate yourself the world doesn't need another fucking dummy in it. Hear me?"

"Yes."

"You've come far in the last few months. Provin' yourself alot, you're not a fucking dope head anymore, and most of all, I trust you. And that is not something I do lightly because I don't trust fucking anyone."I take another drag of my smoke as she respectfully listens.

"Some of these girls in this Den are lazy asses who aren't worth a fucking shit to me just living off me which I don't fucking appreciate. You wanna know something Trac?"

"Sure."

"There's two things in this world I can't fucking stand. Laziness and disloyalty. You could understand that, right?"

"I can. Yes."

"I figured you're a smart girl and those two things are enough to get your head chopped off with me. The other thing I can't stand is a fucking kiss ass. These are the worst fucking kind." Looking at me intensely I stare back at her harder and harder. This girl didn't ever flinch with me, she also never bullshitted me and had kept her promise. She had as I take a sip of my water seeing that she rather unsure of where I am headed.

"I didn't want you in this Den. You know that right?"

"I know that. Yes."

"Why do you think that was? MM?"

"Um, well because I was on drugs. Anyone on drugs isn't trustworthy. I stole and I cut and I wasn't reliable and I was weak. I wasn't nothing."

"You must have thought you were worth something to stand up to me the way you did. You risked getting almost killed by these girls. And you were at your weakest when I watched them literally almost kill you. Right?"