Alex POV
" FBI, hands up and on the ground now, you are arrested for the illegal trafficking of drugs across Spain anything you say can and will be used against you," a bunch of suited police officers yelled creating a havoc in my apartment.
I did not have any clue what was going on and the last thing I was thinking, while complying with the officers, was that I made it too easy for them to catch me.
My name is Alex Vause. I guess I should tell you what I do before I tell you where I am and how I got here. I am, or was, the boss of an international drug ring. I've been working this fast paced, high risk job for nearly twelve years and damn was I one of the best.
In the present, I am locked in Litchfield federal prison with a bunch of female convicts for 7 years and it sucks. Yes, that's right I got caught. Turns out a guy that was continuing the transport into the country after we crossed the border and gave it to him got caught and rattled off the majority of our names. Fuck him for not keeping his mouth shut.
Anyway, prison life is tough here, been here for already two months. You gotta follow a bunch of dumb rules otherwise you get sent to the SHU and the beds are just the worst. I keep to myself most of the time and people know not to mess with me. Not to mention, there are a bunch of females here and it's hard to sometimes resist the urge to do things. Oh yeah i'...
"Hey Ale," my bunk buddy called me. Her name was Taystee.
" YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO CALL ME THAT," I retorted rather strongly but then I quickly caught myself. "Sorry, but hi, how hard is it to just add the x." I rolled my eyes.
"Sorry, I'll remember that next time, you should get off your bunk and go have a bath it's almost five." she left me to myself. I think I may have scared her.
Anyway as I was saying, there's a reason why I don't want my bunk mate calling me that. That's what my ex used to call me. I don't want to delve much into it right now but I'll just mention that I'm a huge lesbian.
When I was still being a pimp, I used to pick many females to do my errands and be my drug mules. Of all of them I got into two serious relationships, well one serious one and the other semi. I try not to get attached in general but sometimes it happens. It's life.
My first girlfriend, the semi serious one, left me for the stupidest reason. She left to start her own drug related stuff, I told her not to and as a result she got herself busted. I guess she was just jealous of what I had accomplished. I have no clue what facility she is being held at or even remember what her name was. But her getting busted had nothing to do with me. My other one, Piper, shit its still hard to talk about it, she left me because it got too dangerous. I still miss her terribly though.
Well, I guess I'll go have my disgusting cold shower now before it gets full. Five is my time. "See you later Tay."
"Later" she said.
