Disclaimer: I still don't own anyone or thing in PB
Chapter Nine
"You know a girl like you needs all the help she can get in a place like this." Bellick said as he ushered Kayla down the hall leading to the A Wing.
"Yeah, well in a place like this you can't trust anyone not even CO's." she stated without looking at him at the doors opened to her cell block.
"If you change your mind I'll be more than willing to help you out for a price." Bellick taunted as the doors closed behind her
"I'd rather face my chances." she said as she held her head high and walked across the prison to the stairs that would lead her to Michael's cell.
"Kaylie, it's so good to see you back all well." TBag taunted her from his place across the prison.
"Not in the mood Theodor." she said as she carefully made her way to the stairs, but somehow he was standing next to her.
"You know I've been thinking about our fight and decided that I don't want to fight with you anymore unless it's strictly for pleasure." he smirked at her as she kept walking.
"You really are a sick son of a bitch." she said as she cast him a side wards glance." What happened to make you be like you are?" she stopped a few feet from Michael's cell as she turned to face Tbag.
"Maybe I was just born like this." TBag said uneasy at her calm expression
"You know I feel sorry for you." her voice was soft as she pulled all the compassion she could and put it in her voice.
"Now why would you feel sorry for me little Kaylie?" he questioned
"Because you probably had a very bad child hood and that's why you are the person you are today." she said as she met his eyes and saw him flinch just a second." What happened? Did mommy love you too much and daddy not enough?" she saw the anger flash in his eyes, but she didn't back down. She was done with being afraid of him." Maybe daddy loved you too much and mommy didn't? Is that what happened to little Theodore Bagwell that turned him into Tbag." she felt Michael's hand on her shoulder and nearly jumped out of her skin, but some how she managed to hold her ground.
"You better get your little girlfriend in there where she's safe before she keeps running that pretty mouth of hers." TBag said surprised at the sudden boldness of her. She hit on some hard moments, but she did it so calm and relaxed he had to give her credit.
"You know I don't need him to protect me I survived you twice now and I'm done." she still held her ground even though Michael was trying to gently ease her into his cell." I am sick of being a victim. I'm sick of being afraid. I promise you I will never be a victim again. No man will ever use me or hurt me again." TBag took a step toward her, Michael intervene
"I think you've said enough." he said as he pushed her into his cell where she fell into Sucre.
"Pretty you need to keep a short tight leash on her she's going to get hurt." TBag said as he walked away.
"Do you know how good that felt?" Kayla said with a smile
"Do you know how loco you are?" Sucre said as he saw her smile and for the first time since he met her he no longer saw the fear imbedded in her eyes.
"I meant every word. I'm done with being a victim. "She looked into Michael's eyes" If you're using me some how I suggest we go our own way right now and forget about everything. Because I'm standing my ground no more hiding under my bed praying that my mom will rescue when her blood is all over me." tears fell down her cheeks now "I can't do it anymore. I don't have it in me anymore." Sucre looked at Michael then at Kayla he then took her in his arms and held her." I've lost so much." her tears soaked the front of Sucre's shirt as her arms wrapped around him thankful for at least some comfort.
"Hey mami you don't have to fight anymore" Sucre said as she pulled away from him
"Sucre's right this is going to be over soon." Michael said as he reached out to her
"When I first saw you I was wondering why you looked so familiar and now I know." she said as she let out a little laugh" You held the bank up that I was in." Sucre laughed at this to
Michael just shook his head as Sucre sat down on his bunk with Kayla next to him.
"I almost clocked you in the head with my shoe, but after weighting my options I decided a crazy man with a gun out numbered my shoe." she smiled at him as he sat at the table." Why you do it?"
"To save my brother from death row." he said as she looked at him.
"Who's your brother?" she asked softly
"Lincoln Burrows." he stated as he saw her smile and shake her head.
