Thinking Teal (Wentworth Fanfiction)

.:Chapter 6:.

"Wait so it's just Bea going up with Spetiri?"

"Yeah." Franky answers as she quickly rushes her clothes on. I look off to the side and to the door.

"All right, both remember everything?" I question. Franky nods, finishing before turning to me.

"I'll be at the library, meet you there?" She asked, twitching her head to force hair out of her face. I shook my head, looking to her.

"Nah, I'll pass thanks." I chortle. Franky shrugs.

"Suit yourself." she winks as she leaves the cell. I look around aimlessly before standing up and putting my own clothes on.

"Franky?" I could hear Liz's voice outside the cell. I look up, then back down.

"Nuh- Delilah!" I call back. I zip up my shirt as I open the cell door. Liz looks me up and down with a smile.

"Why are you in there?" she asks. I raise my eyebrow as Liz gasps for air. "Sorry- forgot." she laughed as I did too. I looked around, noticing no one was around. "Want a cuppa?" she asked.

I finally nodded, fully exiting and closing the door.

~~~

"There's gonna be a party!" Boomer yelled. Liz and I stopped chatting and drinking to see more than just Boomer enter the block.

"Great." I laughed.

"I'll be wherever Maxine is." Liz smiled as she stood up.

"Fair enough." I sigh, watching Boomer grab a radio from her cell. "Yep I'm done." I gurgle as I leave my cup and enter my cell. Before I enter, I hear a glass smash- I ultimately ignore it, turning in and leaning against my door. Jesus fuck.

I heard Boomer yell, catching my attention. "Oi Soph, get over here!" she called. I open my cell door to see Sophie and Franky standing together. I look off to my side before leaning on the frame. "Now!"

Suddenly, a girl runs over and grabs Sophie, forcing her to dance, as she danced like an actual slut.

"What are you doin'?" I look off to my left, noticing Franky. I roll my eyes, looking back to Sophie.

"Watching your slut of a friend!" I shout back before slamming the cell door. I turn around to the bed, face planting from exhaustion.

"Delilah."

"What!" I shout, knowing Franky would ultimately want to talk.

"Why are you doing this again?" she orders. I turn around to face her, her face showing confusion. I shrug, biting the inner part of my lip.

"Maybe because I'm jealous of her. She's so young and attractive to you, at least, and I can't help but think you're fucking her." I argue quietly. Franky scoffs, not daring to reply.

"You really are crazy aren't you?" She stutters before leaving. I stood up as she slammed the cell door, vibrating the walls.

"Fuck!" I reach for whatever I could, tearing them off the walls and shelves as they splatter to the floor- over and over, my anger getting the better of me.

~~~

I watched Maxine interrogate Jodie, teaching her for the large speech. Franky stood on the opposite side of Bea as I sat next to her, watching.

It ended shortly after as I walked back to my cell and Bea followed.

I went to close the door, but she held it open, openly startling me. "Yes?"

"You and Franky. What's wrong?" she asked. I laughed, looking away and folding my arms.

"That's not on a need-to-know bases." I argued. I watched as Bea approached, stopping in front of me.

"Bullshit is something I don't retain. Tell me- I can help." she reasoned. "Sophie?"

"Why the fuck are you trying to help me? Fucking stop!" I shout, causing Bea to once again pin me to the wall.

"No need to yell, for fuck sake." she growled. I stared at her before pushing her off.

"Stay out of my business, capiche?" I shout.

"Don't fuck around-" Bea shouted back. Before I thought, I raised my fist to her, hitting her in the cheek as hard as I could. She stumbled back into the door, holding her face.

"Stay. Out. of my. Business!" I shout. Bea looked at me, anger filling her face. I wasn't prepared to go into a brawl, not now.

I rolled my eyes, stepping forward and opening the door. "You can leave." I winked. She looked at me before exiting. Before I closed the door, she grabbed my collar tightly.

"Watch your back." she whispered, letting me go and shutting my door. I looked off to my side, sighing as I stared at the light blue desk.

~~~

I stared at the corner of two walls, trying to past time as best I could. Suddenly, my cell door tore open as Franky appeared. I crinkled up closer to the wall as she sat at the end of my bed, elbows on her legs as she brushed her face in a muffled sigh. We seemed to have a silent conversation as Franky looked back up to me, staring into each other's eyes. I finally look away, tears threatening to blur my vision, when a hand encircles mine. It was soft and warm, reassuring almost, as if the owner of that hand sensed my depression from this place.

"Delilah, I'm going to promise you something," she whispered, her expression utterly serious. "I know you can get jealous, but Sophie isn't like you or me, she's lonely. She needs friends."

"It's not that," I paused, silently staring into my favourite forest green eyes, "it's the fear that someone else will try. I trust you with all my heart, but others- even I'm not sure."

"I can assure you that Sophie wouldn't try anything as long as we're a thing." Franky whispered, watching me inventively.

"A thing?" I repeat. Franky blinks, looking me up and down.

"Yeah." she stutters.

"You mean to say 'will you be my girlfriend, Delilah', I think." I spoke, forcing my face to stay expressionless. Franky laughs, facing the ground.

"Okay. Delilah. Will you be my girlfriend?" she asked, looking back to me.

I shook my head, forcing a slight smile. "Of course, dummy."

"You really mean that?" she teases, her lips were turned up into a tiny smile as she pulled me into her chest.

"Yes, I do." I whisper before propping my head up. She smiles once more before capturing my lips into a kiss that felt just right.