Flaca and Maritza are the prison's famous duo, if you see one of them than it is an obvious thing that the other one is somewhere near, they are known as the hottest inmates in Litchfield, the friendship goals, the panty droppers
but somethings have changed since February, 14th February to be exact. You see Flaca was so sure that she was straight, she never felt any attraction towards women but that kiss? on the kitchen counter half drunk, well it got her thinking
"Fla are you good?"
Maritza asks as they walked towards the yard to get their daily dose of sunshine and work on their tan, Flaca snaps out of her thoughts hearing the small girl's voice and looks at her
"no"
she simply replies
"what's up? you know I hate when you're quiet"
the small woman asks playfully pushing Flaca
"nothing, just feeling a little heavy"
Flaca mutters under her breath not wanting to get into the conversation
"you know the reason?"
"yeah I do"
she replies now looking up at the sky painted in light blue
"care to tell me why you're all dull and shit?"
Maritza asks wanting to know what's got the girl so upset, Flaca takes a deep breath in and lets it out after a few seconds
"it's a great day, I don't want to ruin it. Let's just enjoy this"
she says even though the felt the need to get this off her chest
"you know you can talk to me right? I know we're not the kinda friends who get all deep and shit but if you need to get deep or something I mean we-uhm we can"
Maritza says not making eye contact with her best friend as she was feeling uncomfortable, they were the kind of friends that talk about make up and fashion, it's what they had in common rather than that they were completely different from each other but the two fitted together perfectly.
"man shut the fuck up"
Flaca laughs loudly after hearing what Maritza said thinking she was fucking with her
"bitch I'm fucking serious, I don't like you all quiet and shit you become boring"
Maritza says her face looking dead serious
"you don't like me at all, you're just friends with me cause I'm the only one close your age and not trying to get into your pants"
Flaca giggle sliding against the red wall which was their spot
"ok first of all the only reason you're not trying to get into my pants is cause you're not gay and second of all that is so not true, you're like the only good thing I have in my life right now well besides Juliana but you know that's my daughter"
Maritza says defensively sitting next to Flaca who had her eyes closed as she laid on her back with her stomach exposed, she simply scoffs at Maritza's answer
"bitch the fuck is up with you?"
Maritza says slapping Flaca's stomach
"OWW THE FUCK ?"
Flaca says turning on her side and then back to the original position, she looks at Maritza's way squinting her eyes as the sun was above them and stares at her not knowing what to say
"what's up?"
Maritza asks her voice showing more concern
"nothing is up!"
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Short Stories - Flaritza
Fanfictiona bunch of short stories about Flaritza... full of fluff some might contain smut not all will take place in prison as that would be pretty boring all will PROBABLY have a happy ending,, not sure... anyways enjoy and let me know what you think