Izzy POV

"I can't wait to just devour a big steak, or pizza. I think...anything has to be better than this," I say in disgust. My nose wrinkles as I hold the plastic spoon up with some type of grey slop on it. I tip it, watching it splat back to the plate with a wet plop.

"When I get out, I'm going to order from every different cuisine there is within a ten mile radius," Carmen says back, equally disgusted.

We always sit in the same place when it came to our dinner time. Right at the far edge of the room, where nobody dares to sit. Mainly nobody sits here due to the guard who stands right in this position. He has eyes like a hawk and does nothing but watch you with his beady eyes.

Me and Carmen would never do anything stupid enough to anger the guards in this place. Yeah, I've gotten under their skin a few times, but that was just my anger lashing out. I would never fight or attempt to make things like prison weapons or alcohol.

There are some real criminals in this place. People who probably would have done worse in the world if they weren't locked up in this hell hole. They make knives by using the material of their bed, sharpening the ends of screws from their bed, and using just about anything sharp as a blade.

I've had the wine twice in my time here. The first was because I missed alcohol and wanted to feel anything but the loneliness I was feeling from being in here. That was about a month into my sentencing. The next time...well that was just me trying to make friends with the tough girls in this prison. I couldn't stand them at all, so I got out of their way, making myself visible to people, but out of the way of harm.

"Oh great, I got a side order of grey hair with mine," Carmen complained. I watched as she pulled out a string of hair covered in a coat of the thick food.

"Oh, how lovely. Maybe that's how they give it that special puke taste," I joke, and she laughs.

"What the fuck did you say bitch!" someone shouts, making me and Carmen look over.

We watched on as two girls stood face to face, their faces seething as they looked down one another. Everyone was silent, some excited to have entertainment while they ate. It was the same pair that always seemed to argue. Why exactly, I don't know. I guess they just really dislike each other.

"I said, why don't you just hang yourself already, you pathetic waste of air?" the other girl grind.

"Me? What about you? You have no family, no boyfriend, and no home, you have nothing. If anything you're the one who should hang yourself seeing as you're in here for six more years bitch!"She shouted back, getting even closer to the other girl.

"Oh yeah, well at least I'm not in here for rape. Were you really that desperate? Then again I'm not surprised nobody wanted to fuck you," the girl screamed.

"Fuck you!" the girl screamed, pure rage on her face. She lunged at the other girl, making her fall to the floor with the scream.

I couldn't see anything as people stood up, cheering with excited faces as they watched the fight. Dull thud sounds was all I could hear, and Carmen sent me a worried look, as the guards stepped into action pulling there balloton bats out.

"Let go! Down on the ground ,hands behind your head!" the guards shouted, using the balatons to hit the girls.

I winced. That must hurt like a bitch. We watched, getting a good look at their battered flushed faces, with some blood spots on each other. The guards had cuffed them and dragged them away, not in the direction of the cells.

They were being sent to captive. No bed, no water, no food, no freedom. Just a little box room with a toilet in it. That was truly the place nobody wanted to have to go to. I'm glad I never have been sent there. I've only heard from the stories previous inmates have spread around the jail.

"Dinner is over! Make your way to your cells immediately. Anyone not in their cells within five minutes will be personally escorted to captivity!" the guard at the top of the stairs shouted, looking over all of us with an angry face.

He was head of the ward and basically ran things around this place. He gave orders for just about everything. Dinner wasn't really finished yet, but I guess that little fight got it cut short.

A few people wined in complaint, trying to eat as much of the grey goop as possible. Carmen got the same idea as me and stood quickly, racing for the steps. When a line started to form, I did not want to get stuck at the back and risk being sent to captivity. Not when I'm so close to being free from this place.

Once we were safe and locked back up in our cell I fell onto my bed, laying down and putting my arm over my head.

"Well that was interesting," Carmen mumbles, climbing onto her bunk. The metal squeaked and rocked under strain. These things weren't very stable at all, I used to worry time and time again if it would collapse and crush me.

"Definitely interesting," I say, letting out a breath.

"At least we got away from that food," she points out, making me chuckle. Always looking on the bright side of things.

My release date needs to come quicker.