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Summary- A new cell mate has just joined Allenville Penitentiary. Apparently she's been wrongfully accused, but be warned; she's not one to be messed with.

AN: I'm not sure if it's Allenville Penitentiary or not so if it's not just ignore the name.

Chapter One- Welcome

6 fuckin years in the FBI, working my ass off for the government and this is how they treat me. Who the fuck do they think they are? Yes I 'm pretty pissed off. My name is Evelyn Jackson, about 5'4, red hair, 115 lbs, athletic build thanks to the FBI training; I was recently convicted of 3 very serious crimes, double murder, assault on an officer, possession of illegal drugs.

They gave me 30 years without a trial, ouch would think that a former officer of the law would get a fair trial, but no everyone thinks that I'm guilty. Honestly, who wouldn't? I mean my prints were everywhere, not that anyone took in the thought that it was my HOUSE! Of course my prints would be all over MY stuff!

Well there's nothing I can do about it now, I'm sitting on an uncomfortable bus with guards looking at my breasts every second. Allenville Penitentiary, that name sounds so familiar, I think I saw it on ESPN 2 or something, oh well. Pulling up to the gates, 'holy shit, this place looks horrible! Worse than any prison I've ever seen before.'

"Time to get off the bus sweetie" a guard said coming towards me. He grabbed my arm more forcefully than needed. I stood up and not a second later I felt a hand grabbing my ass.

I turned around suddenly, "What the fuck are you doing?" I screamed at him. He moved his face closer to mine. "You'd better get used to it sweet cheeks" he smirked and pushed me forward.

I was taking my last step out of the bus when I felt a hand push me forward, and with my hands and ankles being chained I couldn't grab a hold of anything and I hit the dusty ground hard.

I started coughing and holding my stomach trying to regain my breath that was knocked out of me. I started making my way up when I saw a pair of boots not 3 inches from my head.

I didn't want to look but I couldn't help myself. My eyes swept the figure in front of me slowly until I got to the face. I couldn't really see his face because of the sun but from the look of him he did not look pleasant.

Two arms were wrapped around my stomach lifting me into the air. "Her name is Evelyn Jackson, came here from the state." The guard told the man standing in front of me.

"My, she sure is a pretty one, I'm sure everyone will like her here." I heard the man say. I looked up, but he turned before I could see his face.

The guard pushed me forward and I made my grand entrance to the penitentiary.

As I looked at all the convicts and guards with their guns in hand I noticed something that was a little out of the ordinary. Well I could believe no female convicts, but no female guards?

Not even in the tower, hopefully the secretary was a female or I am going to go out of my mind here.

As I walked through the halls, I caught glimpses of the officer in front of me, I can tell now that he is going to be trouble.

I continued to walk with the guard still holding my arm like it was going to run away from him. There was already a bruise forming most likely.

We arrived at a door that read "Warden Alexander" apparently there had been a change in wardens in the past 4 months. "The warden will be right with you" a quiet older lady stated.

'Thank God a female, I guess I'm not going to go insane.' I smiled. The door opened and in we walked. There was a man standing by the window, he looked young from his facial features, then he turned.

"ERIK?" I said loudly. "If you two would please wait outside while we talk for moment that would be great." He said glancing at the guards.

"So this was your new and improved line of work. You said you were going into real estate!" I angrily whispered.

"Hello Evelyn, it's pretty ironic to see you here. Last time I saw you, you had a gun pointed at me and you kept telling to get to, what was it 'get the fuck away from me you insane bastard' hmm?" he smirked.

"You, you set me up, you…" before I could finish there was sudden pain in my stomach. I cowered towards the floor gasping for breath. "You see Eve, after I quit the agency there was a job opening right here at Allenville Penitentiary, and I took it. After that night we shared, I couldn't just forget about you and when you turned on me, I needed to see you again and now I have you in my control again." He smiled as he came closer to me.

"You fuckin betrayed me, how could I have not known you would do it again." I looked down, but quickly looked at him as he moved towards me; with instinct I gradually began stepping backwards still holding my stomach.

"Oh, now dear Evelyn how could you say that? I thought you cared about me." He backed me into a corner and pressed his body against mine. He grabbed my hands and held them above my head, with as much muscle he had on him I was in no condition to fight him off.

He lowered his head so our lips were close but not touching. "I know you think about that night, I try to forget it myself but I just can't get the picture of you out of my head. You never came back, and now you have no where else to go." He smirked and he let go of me. He turned and went to his desk.

"Knauer" he said rather loudly. The man came in and awaited his orders. "Take her to cell 27." He said rather happily. I gave his a quizzical look before the man grabbed my arm.

"Oh and don't forget to fully welcome Miss Evelyn to Allenville prison." He smiled. "Oh, I won't" the man replied.

Not 10 steps I had taken out of the office and around a corner did the bigger guard of the two grab my ass. "What the fuck are you doing?" I yelled at him.

"Now, now calm down miss, we don't want any trouble around here." The guard said to me as he leaned in for a quick kiss.

I thought fast and suddenly head-butted him in the nose, hearing a loud crack he let go of my arm and I began to move backwards.

But the other guard, 'Knauer, I think' made his way toward me. He grabbed my arms and pushed me against the wall and pushed his body against mine, rather harder then needed.

"Now that was not a good idea." He said bluntly as he kept his body planted there.

"You little bitch, you're gonna pay for that!" The other guard yelled behind Knauer. "Dunham chill, I'm sure she didn't mean it. After all she is are guest here." He smiled. "And we need to make her as comfortable here as possible."

He let go of me and forcefully led me to my cell. When we got there it actually didn't look quite bad, I had my own sink and mirror but no toilet or shower. "Um when do I get to use the restroom and shower?" I asked.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, your cell is right next to our locker room for our football team, and you will be using our facilities." Knauer smiled.

My eyes grew 10 times wider. The guards just laughed as they shoved me into the cell and locked the sliding door. "Have fun sweet cakes, oh and we'll be watching." Dunham chuckled as he left me and Knauer alone.

"Just make yourself at home; all of the convicts are on the other side of the building. Breakfast is at 7 but you can always eat with us in our lounge." He hinted.

"I'll pass. Isn't it time for you to go now?" I said sarcastically.

"You're gonna wish you changed your mind once you get into that cafeteria with those animals." He glared.

"Last thing I heard, those 'animals' beat you and the other guards in a football game. How embarrassing." I smiled.

He glared at me once more then he hit the bars and walked away.

"Well, that was a good move, make all the guards pissed at you." I sighed. I laid down on my bed and looked out the window with bars for who knows how long, until I finally went to sleep.

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