Chapter 2

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I woke up feeling even more tired than before I went to sleep, and I had a pounding headache. I groaned and sat up, which wasnt the best idea because as soon as I sat up, everything started spinning. I covered my eyes and laid back down. As soon as I laid down, my stomach started to churn. I curled up in fetal position and took deep breaths, which didnt help much, because I still ended up vomiting on the floor. Eleanor wasnt in the cell at the time, and I didnt see any guards around. Jackasses. I pulled the sheet off my cot and tried my best to pick up what I could. I put the soiled sheet in the corner of the cell and grabbed my pillowcase to pick up the rest. I laid back down until I heard the cell door open.

"Hey Hea- OH MY GOD ARE YOU OKAY?!!!" I heard Eleanor ask as she approached me.

I groaned and turned over to my side, "I think I should be soon," I said faintly.

Eleanor turned back towards the gate of the cell and hit the bars, "WE NEED A GUARD!" she shouted, "SHE'S SICK!"

I slowly got out of my cot, "No its ok-," before I could finish my sentence, I passed out on the floor. I woke up in the nurses office with an IV attached to my arm. I groaned trying to sit up again. The nurse turned around and saw me struggling.

"Relax honey, you need to rest. she said.

I rolled my eyes and laid back down, Ive been resting all day, I need to get up, I said moving my feet to the floor.

Listen sweetheart, if you stand up, youll pass out again. Youre dehydrated and need to rest until your IV drip is done.

I sighed and laid back until the drip was done. When it was done, the nurse removed the IV from my arm and instructed me to rest for fifteen more minutes before returning to my cell. When I returned, Eleanor wasnt there.  I noticed a paper on my cot and realized it was a little note left there. I picked it up and read it.

Hey girly, I hope youre feeling better. If youre feeling up to it, Im in the cafeteria playing cards with a couple more friends. If not, Ill see you later tonight.

I felt a little better, so I threw away the note and made my way towards the cafeteria. I saw Eleanor and her other friends sitting at a table near the corner of the cafeteria. Eleanor saw me and waved me over to the table.

Hey. I see youre feeling better, she said with a smile. She then turned towards her friends and introduced us. There were two other girls, one with short black hair, another with curly red hair. They seemed intimidating at first but were surprisingly very nice, even after Eleanor told them the story of how we met. I was honestly expecting them to jump me or something. Instead, they greeted me  with smiles and handshakes.

Im Tiffany, said the girl with the short black hair after she shook my hand, and thats my cousin Blaire. We heard you were in here for murder. So are we.

I looked at them in shock, how are you guys so cool about it? I asked.

Blaire spoke, It was out of self defense, so were not in here for long. Some jackass my mom was dating was beating her and I was tired of her defending his behavior. When Tif came over to visit, the motherfucker came home drunk and cracked the liquor bottle over my moms head, Blaire balled up her fist and took a deep breath as she continued to tell me what happened. He kept kicking her while she was down and I tried to stop him, but he punched me and put me in a chokehold. When I was on the verge of passing out, Tif snuck behind him and beat him to death with a crowbar. Instead of being grateful, my mom got angry at me and Tif for killing him and called the cops. I tried to explain to the cops that it was out of self-defense, but all they saw was Tif with the crowbar in her hand and arrested the both of us. They didnt even want to hear what the hell we had to say.

I didnt even realize I was crying until I felt a hand on my shoulder. I was angry about a lot after hearing their story. I was angry at the man who beat their mom and aunt, I was mad at the fact that he would have killed both Blaires mom and her if Tif didnt kill him first. Mostly, I was angry at the cops because they did the exact same thing to me, arresting me without listening to my side of the story.

I heard Eleanor speak, Honestly, I think your mom needs some help, especially since shes angry at yall for saving her life. She then turned to look at me, and whoever murdered your parents, I hope they have the exact same thing happen to them. If not, worse.

I wiped my tears and let out a weak chuckle, Thanks Eleanor, I said, anyways lets play that game you told me about. I really just wanted to get my mind off of the bullshit that happened the past two days.

Eleanor picked up the cards from the middle of the table and began shuffling, Okay the warden says we have about twenty minutes to play and then we need to give her back the cards.

I nodded and listened as Eleanor explained the game to me. It was kind of like I Declare War and Spades had a baby. I got the hang of it pretty quickly. In the middle of the game, someone walked up to the table and snatched half of the deck that was in the middle of the table. She was about 6 feet tall and had a masculine body structure.

"What are you bitches doing?"

A/N: Yeeeeeaaaah I think I'm going to stop right here. I'm not going to stop writing the story because it's a good concept running through my head. I just need some time to figure out exactly how everything is going to make sense. Luv ya byeeeeeee

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