As I walked past Jeanine's cell I heard the usual muffled screams that echoed down the desolate halls every morning. Evelyn was really doing a number on her. A part of me ached for the women who was alone and powerless against the fierce punishments Evelyn was throwing at her. Another part of me believed that the women who murdered my family and friends was finally getting what she deserved.
This time sounded different though. She was begging. In the whole time Jeanine had been here she had never begged. She was planning on going out with what little dignity she had left I guess. Once an Erudite always an Erudite. I decided to look through the small window on the cell door to see what was going on. She was kneeling on the floor franticly trying to put pressure on. A gunshot wound? There was someone injured in there.
I couldn't help but barge in there. As I got closer I could see that there were tears running down her face. And what she was saying was finally audible.
"No. No. No. Hold on." It was barely any more than a whisper.
I saw Evelyn in the corner with a gun in her hand and a woman on the floor who looked about the same age as Jeanine. The woman was losing a lot and I mean a lot of blood. It was becoming barely noticeable that she was Erudite as her dark red blood covered her light blue blouse and navy-blue pencil skirt. What had this woman done? And why was Jeanine so frantic and grief stricken?
The woman spoke "Jeanine? Jeanine look at me," Jeanine turned to look at her, more tears brimming in her eyes. "It's going to be alright. You are going to be alright."
"How can you say that? How can you be about to leave me and say that?" Jeanine practically screamed.
"Because you are strong. I believe in you. I always have, and I always will." Replied the woman whilst wiping a tear from Jeanine's cheek.
"I can't be without you." Jeanine stuttered.
Who on Earth was this woman?
"Yes, you can. I love you. Look after yourself. Don't try and starve yourself like I know you will. Don't you dare put any sharp objects near your body. I mean that. Let yourself feel." The woman said calmly.
"I love you too Clara." Jeanine whispered, pulling who I now know is called Clara close to her body.
So, she was Jeanine's girlfriend or something? I didn't know she was gay.
"I promise I won't." Jeanine reassured.
Then the next thing I knew Clara was dead. And Jeanine was screaming. And Evelyn was. Laughing? How could she laugh at this?
"How could you?" Jeanine wailed.
She was innocent!" Jeanine screamed.
Evelyn just continued to laugh.
"Anyone associated with you is anything but innocent." Evelyn replied icily.
"Well I guess you should kill yourself then." Jeanine snarled.
"What?" I accidently said out loud.
"Oh, you didn't know? Before Evelyn went of on her little escapade and faked her death she had an affair. It was with me. I shortly cut it off after meeting Clara. I realised that if I was going to be with someone it should be with someone nice." Jeanine remarked.
Evelyn looked shocked. She walked out. Jeanine went back to comforting Clara. It was in that moment I knew I couldn't let things go on like this. I had to help Jeanine.