Prison Chicks

A visitor?

((The next morning))

I'm awoken by Officer McDonaldson, all the other inmates seem to be awake and talking to one another. "Dorm transfer."

"Already?"

"Yes inmate. Grab your personal belongings and follow me." I take everything I have and shove it into the bag I was given on my first day, I walk behind Officer McDonaldson, following her into D dorm where I am assigned the bunk above Yazz and then greeted by her crew again.

"Hey bunkie." Yazz embraces me with a hug.

"Heya!" I embrace her too.

"Ok love birds get it together." Indah sniggers.

"Can't two girls flirt and be friendly without being labelled love birds?" Yazz laughs as her hug tightens.

"Admit it Yazz."

"Admit what?" I look into Yazz's eyes and smile, "Tell me."

"Nothing." She blushes, redder than I've ever seen her.

"It's not nothing though it is!" Linda joins in.

"You guys tell her if it means that much to you!" Yazz runs off. I'm overly confused, one minute she's blushing, the next she's running... Did I do something?

"She likes you Camila." Tammy appears out of nowhere.

"She does? How do you know?"

"She talks about you all the time. She finds this badass exterior hot, and the soft cuddly teddy bear interior cute, she may be open to some of the prison about her sexuality, but she hasn't actually had a girlfriend before."

"That's a lot to take in. Would It make me crazy if I said I like her too?"

"No. But I think you should go find her and tell her." Indah smiles at me, I take that as my queue to leave. As I pace through the corridors in search of my prison crush I am stopped by Warden Tony.

"Camila, you have a visitor tomorrow, your father."

"My father? He walked out before I was born."

"Well then It's some guy claiming to be your father. If you are unsure I can call off visitation."

"No It's fine, can't hurt to speak to someone on the outside right?"

"Touche." He nods and walks back into his office. Then it dawned on me... Kevin. The only man I know sick enough to claim to be my biological father. He lies about it all the time. Why the fuck would he want to visit me? I'm going to need to prepare for the shit storm that will break loose if it is Kevin... this will require a weapon of some sort. Completely forgetting why I was in the corridors, I ran in search of a weapon.

I know A dorm bathroom is out of bounds for me but it's empty. I searched in there for things to use, I found half a broken razor blade tucked into the silicone holding the toilet in place. Just as I was leaving an inmate I assume is in A dorm caught me,

"You new?"

"Yeah." My voice makes it obvious that I lied, but I rushed off in search of more items. The canteen, I sprinted through subtly so an officer wouldn't see, searching on my hands and knees under the tables, in the bins, under the tray racks, finally I spotted a knife. Maybe I could combine the knife with the broken razor blade. Wait... I was supposed to be searching for Yazz. Shit.

I ran into the rec room to see her sitting alone at a table, tapping her fingers on a piece of paper she looks at in front of her. Maybe it's something sensitive, I take a cautious approach. "Yazz, hey." Sitting beside her, she flips the paper over. "Sensitive topic eh?"

"Something like that." She twiddles her fingers nervously. "I suppose they told you..."

"Yes. But don't force yourself to confess, if it's any consolation, I like you too." I watch as her cheeks turn red and a smile forms. But then it drops. Her eyes fixated on the broken razor blade in my hand.

"What are you planning to do with that."

"I need help."

"I can see that, shit Camila..."

"No not that kind of help!" I feel myself start to cry when I realise who is actually coming to visit me tomorrow. "I have a visitor."

"And you want to stab them?"

"It sounds insane I know, it's just... he's the abusive asshole who framed me for the murder of my mum, now he is lying out of his ass saying that he is my biological father."

"Oh shit. Anything I can do to help you?"

"Can you make this a weapon?" I hand her the knife and razor blade.

"Are you sure stabbing him is wise? You will be sent to the box for that."

"I don't care. He deserves what's coming for him."

"Ok Camila, but please I am begging you, do not get sent to the box. In fact, let me show you something." She leads me to the entrance to the visitation room.

"Why are we here?"

"Look." She removed part of the brick in the wall, I could hardly tell it was broken off and removable. "If you pull a shank out on him, you will be taken straight to the box, unless they don't SEE the shank, If you are smooth and can hide it before they reach you to remove you, they aren't allowed to cuff you on removal of visitation. It's policy."

"What's that got to do with the half removable brick?"

"Well, so long as you don't have cuffs on, you can swiftly lift the brick, put the shank in the hole and push the brick back into place. That way, when you arrive at the box for a search, they won't find a weapon, and you cannot be kept down there, unless of course he has evidence of a wound."

"So I can only threaten him?"

"Pretty much." Wow, her plans are meticulously thought out.

"Thankyou Yazz. At least it's something, maybe then he won't visit again.

"Don't mention it." She gives me a quick kiss before taking my hand to head back to our bunk.

((Lights out))