Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

(Cynthia)

Cynthia: Drugs are bad for you did you not learn your fucking lesson when you were arrested you fucking meth head.....DUMB ASS BITCH

I took this girl head out of the toilet and through her across the floor. Someone in this shit hole is distributing drugs and that's not okay with me. My mom was a meth head and she died from a overdose. So I have a strong hate for drugs addicts. We all have choices and you can choose to get better. I never understood why people do drugs. Like I hate those people that say I do drugs because I been raped or I was picked on or my mom or daddy died. Drugs are wrong period and your hurting yourself and the people that love you. People just give nothing but pathetic little excuses of why they do it. You can always stop and make better choices. Anyways I sat down on the top bunk when Scar walked in. Her lip was busted and her eye was black. For a tough girl like herself she can't fight. But believe me when I say she is tough. She got the nickname from the big ass scar on her face. She slice across her face, almost died but she still here. She is the definition of a strong woman. Even though she can't fight she never backs down from one.

Cynthia: What happened this time

Scar: Those Japanese bitches jump in the laundry room just because I made a joke about them

Cynthia: Next time don't bother them

Scar: What are you doing just sitting around

Cynthia: This is prison, what am I supposed to do, go to the pool or go out to eat

Scar: I thought you be chilling with your girlfriend

Cynthia: She not my girlfriend, I don't do relationship anymore, you know that

Scar: She in the library telling the Russian another story and did you tell her we don't fuck with those bitches

Cynthia: Yeah I thought I made myself clear

I got out of bed and we made our way to the library. The other girls started following behind me because they know I'm about too explode. When I got there they were laughing it up. The guards started to gather around too because they love to watch us inmates fight instead of breaking it up.

Cynthia : What are you doing talking to these bitches

Cameron: They are my new friends

Cynthia: I don't like these bitches and why the fuck you telling people we dating, we are not together, I just wanted someone to make out with

Cameron: But I thought you liked me

Cynthia: You thought wrong

Scar: Chill she actually likes you I mean look her face she about to cry

Spider: Yeah stop lying you know you love that girl

Cynthia: Shut up both of you

Cameron: Your embarrassing me

Cynthia: Come on let's go

Cameron: No

Cynthia: The fuck you just say

Cameron: I SAID NO...............YOU ARE NOT MY MOTHER OR FATHER YOU DON'T OWN ME I DO WHAT I WANT NOW GET OUT OF MY WAY

She pushed passed me and I grabbed her by her hair flipped her over and slammed her to the ground. She went night night after that and I walked out the room. Nobody tells me no.

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