A/N: Hello and welcome. This is a story that is co written with homestuckcat. Please read their version called "This follows Dear Diary: It's Vriska". This story will get GRAPHIC. In violence and sexual. Hence the rating. Please keep and eye on warnings in the story because they will be updated in each chapter as we go along. There will be non con and abuse. As well as other sensitive subjects. Thank you for your time and please enjoy.

(DEAD)

"I did not do it. I never did it, I swear." Terezi tried not to cry. She felt like a fool and no one seemed to care. They think she did it. By they, Terezi meant everyone. Every person was sure that she did it even though they knew that the girl was a good kid growing up. Regardless, the evidence was overwhelming. At least people had her side but as time went on, there was no one that believed her. Terezi Pyrope felt alone.

There was a sickening feeling in her stomach. She was trying to keep hope as she started feeling anxiety consume her but it was hard. Almost impossible to do. No matter what she said or do, she was pulled out of the small holding area and was dragged out of it by the guards. They don't even give her a look of pity because they were sure that she did it. Everyone thought that she was guilty. They took her to a small room and pointed to a stack of items.

This was not how she expected where life to go. Terezi Pyrope was a good person. She was the top of her class in high school and had a privileged life. She would have never seen any of this coming and it was almost depressing for the Pyrope.

Murder. That was people thought she did. She heard the names behind her back. They called her a murder and would always avoided eye contact. The only people who were not afraid to look at her was her mother and law enforcement. Even then guards and cops would just glare at her. They never believed her. Not even her mom believed her. The top and smartest lawyer thought that she actually did it. The evidence was just piled against her, but Terezi did not do it. So she lost in the case and here she was. In a 'cozy' prison. It was only her first day here and Terezi was already fearing what was to come.

She did not belong here after all.

Terezi was not a killer nor a petty criminal. She was innocent but she still ended up in a prison as if she was one. So she nervously swallowed away her fears and kept on walking. It was not like she had a choice as she struggles to carry the multiple amount of items she was forced to carry.

It was everything she was going to need for her possible long stay at the prison. The items her carried ranged from a cheap mat she was suppose to sleep on to basic hygienic necessities. Holding these items were a harsh reminder of where she was and being overall a good person, Terezi never thought she would end up in a prison.

The Pyrope was already forced to change into a tacky orange jumpsuit, with simple white underclothes, that all the prisoners were given. To her luck she was in a female only prison as she needed any trouble with males. Still there were male workers but they all were busy doing their all, the last she needed was a bunch of men being creeps to her. However, she had heard many horror stories of what prison was like. So walking through each door made her more and more nervous.

All she wanted to do was blend in as best as she could as and wait for her appeal to a new court date. Yet her messy, ginger hair made her stick out but her glasses could not be kept. The prison system did not allow her to keep her red glasses, stating that the shades were unnecessary for her to keep. At least, it made her a slightly less of a target. So one good thing came out of it.

So here she was. The Pyrope was being guided by two guards, each on both sides, to her living space for who knows how long. They walk her down long, white corridors and soon they enter past a large door. Terezi can tell that this is the place where all the prisoners are being kept and there are multiple locked, barred cells.

There are two floors of cells and to her dislike they start walking to her the stairs. Walking in that direction forces her to walk dead center through the prison area and as a result caught the attention of other prisoners. Right away they start to yell and holler at her. Threats were made to her and Terezi knew that this was a place she does not belong. She knew that she was dead meat if she was left alone with anyone of them, and her short stature is of no use against any of them. This was not where she was to be right now in her life. Far from it actually!

Yet, they eventually arrived to the second floor. They walk past four cells before the guard commanded her to stop. A buzzing noise goes off and the cell door next to her opens. She was shoved inside by the guards before they slam it shut. No one else is in the cramp cell and there was a bunk bed in there along with a simple metal desk with a similar chair next to it.

Other than the toilet and sink in the corner, there was really nothing else in the cell. There are a few small items in the cell that Terezi assumed belongs to her new cellmate. In fact, Terezi noticed that the top bunk is already taken. So she is left with dumping her items on the bottom bunk and before she could take a seat on her bed, the cell door reopened.

Terezi quickly turned around to see another woman being shoved into the same cell. She was uncuffed and thrown into the cell. Right away Terezi was, honestly fearful. The other girl looked ready to beat her up. Sh saw the girl rolled her eyes and Terezi wondered what the girl was thinking. The girl rubbed her wrist and the guards slammed the door shut and walked away.

"There happens to be an ugly whore that entered the spider den." Great, this girl was a bitch. "It seems to me, that you better give me two seconds to explain why you are here. They said I wouldn't get a roommate, and now I have you in my cell. What is this?" The girl grabbed Terezi tightly by the front of her jumpsuit.

Terezi panic when she was shoved against a wall. Great this was it for her. Terezi Pyrope was going to die in cell by a girl she does not even know. She figured if this girl was going to kill her, she should let her know who she was. "Terezi Pyrope." She told her quickly and her words were shoved together. "No. You're name is dead meat until I know why you are here." Damn this girl was tough. Terezi tried to struggle out of her grip but this girl was stronger and a bit taller than her. Her grip was firm and made sure to keep Terezi in place.

"You are such an eye soar, what idiot didn't kill you and sent you to the zoo? Especially since you are in the lair of the spider," she kept holding onto her tightly. "And if you touch my stuff, I am just saying this now, but touch my stuff and I just might have to beat you into a pulp like my last roommate, who was moved to another prison. So your choice friend."

Terezi was let go even though she was given a nasty grin and it makes her face looked like a spider as she laughed at her. Terezi took the time to observe the girl. She had long blonde hair, and was rather pear shaped and her eyes wandered to her small chest and gazed down the rest of the girl. "I guess so." Terezi managed to spill out but did not say anything else.

The female grinned as she surveyed Terezi with her good eye with her pair of glasses that had a black cap for her blind eye. Terezi knew that this girl was messing with her. It was not everyday that there was someone new in prison. Yet, Terezi would have told her something but the last thing she needed was a beating so early into her possibly long stay.

The best thing to do is to lay low. She just needs to survive long enough until her next court date. Luckily for her, the other girl stopped caring about Terezi's presence. This girl jumped on her own top bunk. She some how managed to look comfortable on her top bunk, which she knew was impossible.

So, Terezi just stood in the middle of the cell for a while, but soon got over the incident. She moves to her bunk and starts organizing the few items she brought with her. The Pyrope makes her bed and she knows that she is making a lot of noise. Yet right now she does not care! She is already in a bad mood due to her whole situation, and her roommate is not a batch a cookies either. All she wants to do right now is go to sleep. She finished making her bed and sat herself on the chair in the cell, bored out of her mind. What do prisoners do all day? Rot in their cells until they die or are released? Maybe this is why a lot of crimes are committed in prison because there was nothing to do.

Terezi is leaned on the chair and wondered what she was going to say.

Yet, she knows that she would not be walking out of the cell alive if she were to do that. Instead, she figures she should try and get along with her roommate. They might be spending a lot of time together and Terezi does not want to worry about getting killed in her sleep. "So what's your name?" Terezi started swinging her feet as she tried to make conversation.

She knew that the other girl is trying to sleep but Terezi is far from tired. After all the chaos she has been through, she finds it terrifying to sleep in an actual prison with an actual criminal. So, she might as well and make some talk and hope that it does not get her killed. "If you must know, I am Vriska Serket." There was something in her eyes that Terezi found challenging. The Pyrope knew that her time with Vriska was going to be interesting to say the least.

(DEAD)

A/N: please leave a comment! Suggestions are not being accpeted to this story at the time but you are free to leave suggestions in my other story "Committing Mutiny".