This just came to me one night. I thought it would be funny/intersting. Hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 1:
It was a typical day in the yard. At least that is what it would have looked like if Lorna was paying attention. Her sunglasses were broken in her hands as she walked across the yard trying and failing terribly at getting the tiny screw back in the holes.
Sighing in frustration, Lorna almost considered throwing the sunglasses in anger but before she could, a body collided with her – hard.
"Jesus Christ Morello!"
"Watch where you are going!"
"Who just walks across a basketball court without looking?!"
Lorna barely made out the voices over the pounding in her head as she stared up at Taystee, Cindy, Watson, Suzanne and Poussey all standing over her with a mixture of emotions on all their faces - anger from Watson, annoyance from Cindy, humor from Taystee and Poussey, and concern from Suzanne.
Suzanne was first at her side, while her counterparts are stood over her.
"Are you okay?" a tentative hand touched her face before flinching back in typical Suzanne fashion, as wide brown eyes stared down at her. "You should always look up when walking. My mommy always said "Suzanne, if your eyes are on your feet, how will you know where you are going?"
Lorna blinked up, her vision clearing before placing her hands under her and slowly pushing herself up, letting out a cry as her ribs flared with a searing pain.
"Son of a bitch," she cried out wrapping her arms around herself, cradling her ribs tenderly before looking down at the grown to see her sunglasses in even worse shape than before.
"My glasses," she cried out, reaching forward and gathering the pieces, ignoring her body's pain threshold.
"Girl!" exclaimed Taystee, shaking her head. "Those damn sunglasses are the reason you were just taken out by Michael Strahan here," joked Taystee, bumping Cindy with hip, ignoring the huff of agitation from Cindy at being compared to the famous football player.
Before she could even open her mouth to respond a yell from across the yard pulled her attention away from the women and her destroyed glasses.
"Lorna!"
Piper was running towards her with Alex and Nicky flanking her. Lorna saw the panicked look in Nicky's eyes, and chose to keep eye contact with her the entire time it took the women to reach her. Piper and Nicky were down on their knees on either side of her, Nicky frantically holding her face in her hands while Piper's hands were searching her body for any other injuries.
"Are you okay kid?" choked out Nicky, brushing Lorna's hair back behind her ear, in a rare tender moment.
Lorna opened her mouth to say she was fine, but it was at the exact moment Pipers hands found her ribs and she let out a pained cry.
"Shit," cursed Piper, pulling her hands back before tenderly reaching forward to lift up Lorna's shirt to expose and already purpling skin on her right ribs.
"You need to go to medical," said Piper, pulling the shirt back down before looking up at Alex for help.
Lorna instantly shook her head, attempting but knowing she was failing terribly to put a brave smile on her face before answering.
"No medical. I hate doctors. I am fine."
Nicky scoffed, forcing Lorna's face to meet hers.
"Lorna you could have a cracked rib, that's serious! You need to go to medical."
Lorna grimaced at Nicky's words but looked up at Vause before bringing her hands up.
"Help be up Vause," she ordered, "slowly," she added on quickly just as Alex stepped forward to grab her hands.
Lorna kept in the pained cry that threatened to escape her lips as she was helped to her feet. She could feel Nicky at her back, so close that she could feel the woman's breath on her neck.
Lorna grimaced but moved her arms, then her legs, and then finally rotated her middle, feeling the muscles stretch across the bruised skin.
"My ribs are just bruised. I don't need to go to medical," announced Lorna.
Nicky moved in front of her, eyes blazing.
"Last time I checked, your name wasn't Dr. Morello," growled out Nicky.
Lorna rolled her eyes, and answered.
"I had broken ribs before. I know what they feel like…trust me."
Nicky shook her head, her mane of hair whipping wildly around her.
"Oh…ya? I find it hard to believe that you have a past history of getting into fights or into trouble in order to get broken ribs."
Lorna grimaced and stepped back from Nicky.
"Your right," she nodded before whispering softly, "I am not a fighter but my dad was."
Silence seemed to echo around them, as everyone processed the gravity of Lorna's words.
"Lorna…" started Nicky her voice cracking.
"Look she said she is fine," interrupted Watson, eyeing Lorna with a little less anger before turning on the other girls. "Why don't you take this conversation off the court? I don't want to waste my rec time trading childhood trauma stories."
Watson wasn't known for her subtlety, and it seemed her words were the final catalyst that Nicky needed in order to explode.
"How about I crack your skull open on this court, like you and your friends almost did to Morello here?" threatened Nicky stepping into Watson's personal space.
Cindy was instantly at Watson's back, and Alex was at Nicky's, each one of them on the tips of their toes, ready to launch at each other.
"Hey now," said Taystee stepping in between them, "it was an accident Nichols. Morello wasn't looking where she was going, and Cindy dribbles with her head down."
Nicky scoffed, rolling her eyes before turning on Cindy.
"What kind of basketball player are you? Dribbling with your head down?!"
Cindy reeled back, not expecting this type of argument.
"Excuse me white girl, who are you to judge my basketball skills?!"
Nicky let out a throaty mocking chuckle.
"I know enough about basketball to know that a 'basketball skill' is not dribbling with your head down!"
"Bitch, you don't know shit about basketball! I have been in this prison with you for 2 years and your ass hasn't even touched a ball," shouted Cindy.
"Just because I haven't played basketball doesn't mean I can't actually play. You haven't had sex since your ass got here, but that doesn't mean you forgot how to fuck," goaded Nicky, that ever present smirk on her face.
Poussey let out a cackle at that, before stepping back with her hands held in surrender at the glare she received from both Cindy and Watson.
Watson stepped forward now.
"You talk a big game white girl."
Nicky smile widened at that, as she stepped forward and met Watson half way, their noses practically touching.
"Ya well, I always back up my game Watson," smirked Nicky, her tone suggesting more sexual then anything.
Watson rolled her eyes, but stepped back to put some space between the two but not before throwing the basketball in her hands directly into Nicky stomach.
Nicky, thankfully seeing the move caught the ball in her hands before it crashed into her body.
"Well let's see this 'game' of yours," challenged Watson, stepping back with a smirk.
Nicky stared down at the ball in her hands for a few moments, before looking up at Watson.
"Just me and you?"
Watson scoffed, before shaking her head.
"Nah… that won't be fair to you. How about 2 on 2? I will take Cindy as my second so she can school you, even with her head down."
Cindy let out a bark of a laughter at that.
Nicky rolled her eyes, and tossed the ball back and forth in her hands before stopping the ball and tucking it under her arm.
"You're on," she accepted, nodding her head before turning to her family and then back to Watson.
"Give me a second to discuss a couple things with my family," said Nicky before turning, not waiting for Watson's acceptance of her proposal.
With her free hand, Nicky guided Lorna off the court and towards the picnic table right by the basketball court. Red, Gina and Norma were already waiting for them, each one of them eyeing Lorna with concern.
Lorna allowed herself to be guided, and then helped into a sitting position right by Red who instantly began to fuss over her.
Lorna allowed Red a few moments of fussing before assuring the matriarch she was okay as she turned on Nicky, who was in a deep conversation with Vause.
"Nicky," said Lorna, garnering Nicky's attention. "What are you doing? You don't play basketball? I understand you wanting to defend me, but this is just crazy…"
"Hey now," interrupted Nicky stepping forward and kneeling in front of her.
"You may know me better than anyone else in this place Morello, but I still have my secrets," she said, adding a playful wink at the end before reaching forward and tucking Lorna's hair behind her ears.
"Besides," added Nicky pulling back, "I gotta defend my woman. What kind of prison wife would I be if I just let you get knocked out without defending you?"
Nicky let out a chuckle at Lorna's exasperated look before standing up and throwing the basketball to Vause.
"You ready to kick some ass Vause?"
Alex caught the ball easily, and tucked it under her arm before giving Nicky a playful glare.
"I swear to god Nichols, if I break my glasses again then you are going to replace them," Alex warned, but still smirked at the woman before turning and walking towards the court.
"Deal," called out Nicky before giving Lorna and the rest of her family one last smirk, before following Alex out onto the court.
Lorna watched them go with concern before turning to Piper, whom was actually watching Alex and Nicky with a smile on her face.
"Why are you smiling? This is crazy?!"
Piper turned to Lorna and her smile grew even larger before speaking.
"I have been trying to convince Alex for months to play basketball, it will be nice to see her get all sweaty and cocky again."
Lorna stared at Piper in confusion.
"What are you talking about…"
"You forget that I knew Alex before prison," interrupted Piper smiling. "I know it is hard to believe, but Alex is like…really good at basketball. I mean look at her," exclaimed Piper, indicating with her hand to Alex standing in the middle of the court towering over Watson and Cindy. "She was literally build to play basketball."
"You're shittin' me," said Lorna not believing a word Piper was saying.
"Nope," chuckled Piper shaking her head. "She was a state champion high school player, and she even played a couple years in college before she got sucked into the drug trafficking business. We traveled all over the world together, but she always managed to find a court and play for a couple of hours a week. I used to go watch her play…"
Piper's voice trailed off with a breathless sigh, a goofy smile on her face.
"Seriously," she continued smile still in place as she stared at Alex with longing eyes, "it was sooo hot to watch."
Lorna stared at Piper with wide eyes before turning to see the 4 women still exchanging words before turning to Red.
"Hey Red," garnering the woman's attention. "Have you ever seen Nicky play basketball?"
Red smiled and shook her head.
"No," she said smiling fondly before looking out to Nicky, "but my girl is always full of surprises."
Lorna sighed at Red's answer, before she too stared out at the court where finally the 4 woman had separated and the game seemed like it was about to begin.
"Well this should be interesting," said Lorna.
Well what do you think? This will be a two part story! Please review!