WARNING: This is an oz fan fic. i only own two of these characters...Brooke Madix and Azzy Kravitz...so please don't sue!
rated:M or R for later chapters and language
summary:what happens when two girls are add to oz...?
Freshmeat
"I've been in here for almost five months now…."Brooke started the conversation w/ sister Pete.
"It's been that long?" the older women asked looking at the calendar sitting on her desk.
"Yeah…." Her voice wasn't her usual sarcastic joking tone…it was rough. "I've been raped twice…. shanked and beaten black and blue…"she looked up at the sister…her eyes pleading for something…. maybe even begging for salvation.
"Do you want to be put into protective custody?"
"No…. I have to prove to them…to myself that I'm stronger than that…I can't prove my father right…"She looked at the clock on the wall of the small office. "It's almost lights out I better go…." She stood up and walked down the hall back to the common area of emerald city…. she looked around at all the faces…a few she could tell were begging for lights out…. others praying it never came…. her on the other hand…. well she couldn't care less either way…
"Hey Brooke!" she turned to see Tobias Beecher standing behind her…she smiled and snapped a picture of the sandy haired man…. "You always have that w/ you…" he said pointing at the camera, she was rewinding the film for another shot…
"Yup!" she said and clicked another picture… "Oh did you want something?" she asked starting to walk to her pod again….
"Well yeah…." He followed.
"What?" she entered her empty pod…sense there were no other female inmates in oz she had the luxury of her own pod.
"Well…. would you be willing to take some pictures of holly for me on visitation day?" he stood in the doorway.
"Sure…" she said putting her camera on the top bunk and grabbing a white wife beater and a pair of shorts…"anything else?" she pulled of her t-shirt and slip on the wife beater…
"Umm…no I think that's it…." He said and left her pod and walked to his own witch was to the left of hers…she had been put in the middle of the long line of clear pods…. you can't get a moment of privacy in this place…even when the lights are out…. of course it's never completely dark… you can always see the red light of the light cigarettes and the lights from the guard observation area…not to mention the damn flashlight that came by every so often to shine you in the face if you weren't asleep…. which she normally wasn't…she hadn't had a normal nights sleep sense she got there, but that's to be expected. She finished changing for bed and went to the little silver sink to brush her teeth…she just stuck the toothbrush in her mouth when the buzzer sounded for lights out and the doors slammed shut…she hated that…. it gets so quite then SLAM the fucking doors shut and lock…. she finished brushing her teeth and pulled her red hair back into a lose bun then walked over to the bunk and climbed into it…the sheets are stiff and itchy…she recently got new ones…it took a lot of bitching and moaning about the blood on them….the blood from the last person to use that bunk…but she finally got her way….which was becoming more common…. She started drifting of into thought…first about the day then about how things have changed…the Aryans no longer messed w/ her sense they got what they wanted…. to humiliate her…she started to remember how they got there way…
"Well well...who is this?" Vern shillinger said putting his arm around Brooke…
"None of your goddamn business!" she pulled away and kept walking to the gym.
"Temper temper!" he said walking in front of her...they were in a hallway…no guards around…no one to hear or see if something happened…
"What the fuck do you want?" she stopped and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Well…" he grabbed at the waistband of her pants. She smacked his hand away. "Who the fuck do you think you are!" he punched her in the face causing her to fall back on to the wall. He pinned her to the wall and started pulling at her pants w/ one hand pressed firm against her throat.
"Owwww……" she covered her eyes from the light passing threw her pod….she squeezed her pillow and tried to think of something else…she started to think about her past….abusive father a string of abusive boyfriends…and after living threw all that…all those fucked up people she was in prison. She laughed at the irony…she got there by defending herself against the last boyfriend…during one of there daily fights ha got extra rough and tried to rape her…she fought him…he ended up on the ground….8 stories from the apartment window.She drifted of to sleep.
….the next morning….
(Breakfast)
Brooke lazily got out of her bed and changed into her usual outfit…a tank top and loose jeans w/ her studded belt. She pulled on her socks and shoes then pulled her hair out of the bun and brushed it…and walked over to the sink to splash her face w/ the cold water…to maybe wake her up…even if only a little….she needed to at least try and stay sharp or she might end up w/ another sharp metal object stuck in her back. Not exactly her idea of fun. She walked out of her pod and into the zoo that was emerald city. She walked up behind Beecher and tapped him on the ass w/ her foot.
"What the!" he spun around to see her laughing. "Oh hi…you fucking scared me!"
"Good!" she joked and lightly punched him in the arm…
"Oww..."he joked…rubbing that spot.
"Ha Ha…" she said sarcastically and started to walk to the line for breakfast….
"So…holly is going to be here on Sunday…." His eyes lit up when he started to talk about her.
"Ok..." she grabbed an apple from the bowel of fruit and turned to see Ryan O'Reilly watching her….she didn't get him…he makes it clear that he only wants to be friends w/ 'benefits' but he seems to get jealous when she starts talking to other guys….even Cyril.
"Are you still up to taking the pictures…?" he snapped her back to there conversation.
"Yeah…of course!" she bit into the apple and walked over to where they gathered to watch TV and found a seat towards the front.
"Cool, thanks…well I have to go and help Sister Pette…" he said then patted her on the top of the head jokingly…
She just nodded and took another bite of the red apple….she preferred the green ones but they never had them…just like in school….
"Brooke…." Officer Murphy walked up behind her and tapped her on the shoulder…
"Huh?" she turned to see him and another girl standing behind her. She looked her up and down confused…. 'She can't be a guard' she thought to herself….
"This is Azzy Kravitz…she's your new pod mate…show her around." He ordered
"Yes sir!" she mockingly saluted him. He just looked at her w/ a stern face and walked off. "Ass…" she mumbled then nudged a chair next to her closer to the new inmate. She just sat there and continued to eat her apple and watch TV….
"What a warm invite…" Azzy sat down and propped her feet on the empty chair in front of her…
"To early to be nice…." Brooke mumbled throwing the apple core of to the side where there was a small wastebasket.
"Yeah?" are you always this warm and fuzzy?"
"I'm only nice to hot guys in the morning…" she joked
"Are there any in here?" she looked around scanning the crowed….
"A few…." She looked around to see if she could find Ryan… "Him…" she pointed over to Ryan watching all the other people doing work in the kitchen…
"Yeah…he is…." She turned back to look at her only friend in there.
"What?" she looked back at her
"For being in prison you guys seem kind of free…"she looked around at all the people just roaming around.
"Yeah….I know…."she looked around then stud up. "Come on…." She started to walk towards the gym.
"Ok…" she followed. "Where are we going?"
"Gym…" broke pulled a roll of knuckle wrap (for boxing) out of her pocket and started to wrap her hands.
"What's that for…?"Azzy asked nervously.
"Boxing…"she walked into the gym and past the guys using the machines. She walked up to the bag and started taking a couple jabs at it. "Right, left, jab, hook!" she mumbled and worked the bag.
"damn…." she watched her punch the bag.
"fuck!" she held her right fist.
"what?" Azzy stepped closer to see what was wrong.
broke showed Azzy her now bloody knuckles. "not enough tape..." she said and started to walk out of the gym. "i have to go to the infirmary so why don't you come w?" they walked down the hall talking about...well a lot of different things...Brooke told her the basic schedule and any other special things...like the counseling sessions and the music program….
"Wow…" Azzy said as they entered the infirmary.
"huh?" Brooke walked in and up to Dc. Nathan how was standing next to a bed filling out a chart.
"there's a lot goin on around here" azzy said sitting down on an empty bed.
"yeah…" she winced when Dc. Nathan removed the bloody wrap from her cracked knuckles "SHIT!" she yelled and bit her lip as Dc. Nathan rubbed peroxide on them and began to individually wrap each bloody knuckle. "damn that hurt worse than crackn' em open!" she shook her fist as if trying to shake of the pain.
The rest of the day was basically…well like all other days…pretty boring….Brooke showed Azzy around then they went to bed.
Next chap will be up soon!