OITNB TUMBLR IMAGINES (DISCONTINUED)

9 > Daddy

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You sat in your cell picking at your nails while Daya was out. At first you were glad to find out she was your cell mate. You two were on good terms before getting thrown in max after the riot.
She was kind to you, and even lent you paper to draw and write with. It was all you had left to keep you sane for the next three years of your sentence.
"Hey" you jumped at her sudden apperence.
"You doing ok? I haven't seen you out your desk for a while" she frowned sitting next to you. You chuckled softly still biting at your nail.
"You know that one chick? The dude looking one? She keeps on bothering me."
"She hasn't touched you or nothing right?"
You scoffed "more than enough. I'm walking out the shower and she pulled the back of my towel" just the memory made you flush with embarrassment and anger.
"You gotta do-"
"It's not like I can tell the guards. They don't give a shit. Besides she can't bother me while I'm in here"
Days frowned wrapping an arm around you giving you a tight side hug. You smiled at her.
"Thanks" you whispered.
After some convincing Daya got you to come out and sit down in the hall. It felt good even if you weren't outside you were out and about. Nicky was quick to ask where you were and Lorna fussing about what to do with your hair.
While the two banker at you just across the room one of the blonde junkies caught your sight and jogged up the stairs to the cells.
"You doing alright kid?"
You waved a hand "Uh yeah I'm fine just day dreaming"
"Any how Lorna and I were in the middle of debating her babies gender personally I'm getting the feel for a guy"
"Hmm no it could be a girl" you said leaning forward to eye Lorna who's eyes widened "nope I'm wrong. If it were a girl she would have stolen your beauty by now"
"Oh my goodness" Lorna whispered squealing. You giggled when she grabbed your hands.
"Alright we gotta think-"
"Aye, Y/L/N" the blondes stood on either side of the table with their hands folded in front of them.
"Yes?" You raised a brow.
"Daddy says she wants to see you"
"Well tell her to get me herself" you scoffed looking away. She stepped closer leaning close to your ear.
"Trust me you don't want her to"
You let out a heavy breath standing up. The tiny blonde led you up the stairs and down to one of the cells while the other walked behind you. Once she stopped she nodded her head inside and you walked in.
Daddy was sitting on her bed with her hands folded.
"Look at you" you rolled your eyes crossing your arms.
"What do you want?"
"Ooo feisty" she grinned up at you. You bit your lip giving her an impatient look.
"Aw dont look at me like that. All I heard was that you finally came out your cell. I gotta take if my girls now don't I?" She cooed brushing her knuckles under your chin. You pulled your head back not looking at her but the bunk now.
"I'm not your girl"
"Ah, difficult too" she exclaimed. This time she grabbed your chin forcing you too look her in the eye. They were dark brown, and caused goosebumps to rise on the back of your neck. Her thumb across your bottom lip.
"While your here your one of my girls. Unless you can handle yourself" she asked looking at the bruise under your eye. Unconsciously you touched it. Though it was fading it left purple splotches under your eye.
"Let daddy take care of his girl huh?" She tilted her head. You shuffled nervously.
"Fine. Thank you..."
"Thank you what?"
"Thank you, daddy" she smirked leaning up just a bit to peck the corner of your lips.
"Good girl"