(GIDGE'S POV)
I left for work about an hour after Franky left. I kept replaying our fight in my head. I couldn't believe I accused her of cheating on me. I knew she would never do that and now she was upset.
I got into my car and started driving to Wentworth. I hoped she'd stick to her promise and tell me what was going on when she got home later. I just wanted to know she was okay.
My phone lit up with a call. It was Vera. I answered it and put it on speaker.
"Hey Vera, what up?"
"Bridget I'm not supposed to be telling you this but she already used her one phone call to call her lawyer. I didn't want you to be surprised by it when you got here and-"
"Vera what's going on?"
A part of me already knew what she was about to say. I just didn't want to believe it.
"Franky was arrested. She's at Wentworth now."
"Shit!" I cursed, slamming my hand down on the steering wheel.
Vera gave me a few minutes to gain my composure back.
"What was she arrested for?" I finally asked after I calmed down some.
"Is it because she was living with me?"I fucking knew I should have made her stay at the bedsit. This was all my fault.
"No, Bridget. It has nothing to do with you or violating her parole."
"Then what?"
"Um...I mean, I'm sure it's completely ridiculous..."
"What Vera?"
"They arrested her for the murder of Mike Pennisi."
My heart sank.
The last think Franky needed right now was a murder allegation, even if it were false. I wondered if this had to do with why she was acting weird. But that didn't make sense. The only reason she'd be acting bothered by it is if she actually killed him, which I knew she didn't.
I forgot Vera was still talking until she raised her voice, trying to get my attention.
"Bridget, did you hear me?"
"What? Uh no, sorry Vera."
"I said while you're here, obviously you have to keep your relationship with her under wraps."
"Of course."
"She can still schedule sessions with you. If she didn't, then that would be really suspicious. But nobody can find out about you two."
"Vera it's not like we're going to be making out in the corridor."
"I know that. Just be careful. See you when you get here."
She hung up and I let out a deep breath. We could get through this. Obviously she didn't actually do it, so we just had to wait until they cleared her as a suspect.
I rushed into Wentworth and past security. I looked at Franky through the glass in the interview room. She made eye contact with me. I could tell by the look on her face that she was innocent. She genuinely looked like she had no clue what was going on.
(FRANKY'S POV)
I was in the interrogation room where they were asking me questions about the murder of Mike. They really thought that I did it. I never touched the fucker. Not even after he came at me with a fucking torch.
I saw Gidge rush up to the window. Her eyes met mine and I would never forget the look on her face. She looked so disappointed and scared. I just hoped her disappointment wasn't in me. She had to know I wasn't a murderer. But then again, she was the only person who knew I killed Meg Jackson. Would she think I killed Mike Pennisi too?
(GIDGE'S POV)
I saw Franky walking up the stairs. She stopped once she saw me and waited for me to catch up to her.
"How can they seriously think you killed Mike Pennisi?" I asked in a loud whisper.
"You only saw that guy once!"She looked down and avoided making eye contact.
"Oh baby!" I hissed.
"Why would you...?""It was only supposed to be that one time in the coffee shop. But then he kept showing up and threatening me. He had pictures of you and me at home." She said.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"That was what I was going to do tonight!"
Oh right. Made sense.
"Well we just need to-"
Franky cut me off, shaking her head. She was looking as someone behind me. I turned to see Ferguson standing at the top of the stairs, smirking at us.
"Come to my office later." I muttered.
"You're scheduled for 3."I walked away, glancing back and seeing Franky walk past Joan, glaring at her. I really hoped Franky keeps her shit together so we could figure this all out. That included not attacking Ferguson. I didn't know how Franky was going to be able to get anywhere near her without flipping shit.
I noticed she was wearing regular clothes and not her teals which meant she wasn't planning on staying here long. So maybe she'd stay in line. I knew she was innocent. Now we just had to prove it.
***
Vera rushed into my office.
"You need to tell Franky to get a grip." She snapped.
"What?" I asked.
"She attacked Ferguson."
I got up from my desk with a groan.
"Fuck. Why?"
"Because Ferguson's a murderous psychopath. The same reason we all want to attack her. That's not what's important. We can't help Feanky get out of here if she's attacking other inmates."
"I'm guessing you have to report her and most likely charge her?" I asked with a sigh.
"No." Vera said.
"Thankfully, we dont actually have proof it was Franky. I just know it was. Just please talk some sense into her. I have officer Miles bringing her to you now."Almost on cue, there was a knock on the door.
It opened and Franky walked in, followed by officer Miles.
"Hey Miss Westfall." Franky said with a smile.
I knew it was weird for her to call me that. It was definitely weird to hear.
"Long time no see." She said. She was putting on a show for Miss Miles.
"Thank you for bringing her Miss Miles." I said.
She nodded and left the room, followed by Vera. Franky closed the door behind them.
I walked over to her and pulled her into me. She held me tightly, before pulling back to kiss me.
"God I've been wanting to hold you all day." Franky whispered, tightening her grip around me again.
"Me too baby." I said, squeezing her back.
I pulled away and grabbed her hands.
"I heard you attacked Ferguson. You can't do that baby."
"The bitch had it coming. Besides they don't know it was me for sure."
"Franky we just have to sit tight and lay low. Just until we can figure out a way to get you out of here. Okay?"
"Okay."
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Opposites Attract
FanfictionFranky eventually learns how to win Bridget over while she's in prison. They continue their relationship after Franky is released but it turns out to be a lot harder to make their relationship work. (Eventual smut, so it's for mature audiences)