Chapter 11!
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I dropped the phone in surprise, mental cord swinging until the receiver hits the cold hard walls leaving the smashing sound to linger around the halls. I was surprised, shocked even and not even at the fact that Katie was now frantically shouting down the phone that was hanging loose from the box on the wall, but at the fact that those little words even left my mouth without any warning at all. I'm stood in the hall looking in to space trying to register what I've just admitted, not just to Katie but also admitted to myself when I divert my eyesight back to the nursery and there's Naomi, small wriggling child in arms but her attention completely on me through the clear pain of glass blocking us from each other, she looks concerned, one hand smoothing down the babies hair, trying to calm him but all the time her eyes not leaving mine. I suppose me standing in the middle of the hall looking completely terrified after dropping the phone is enough to make anybody look concerned. Before I know I've been staring too long she's beckoning the mother over with her hands, smiling as they exchange the little blue blanket covering the baby between them, before the mum nods at something Naomi's telling her and she's heading for the door, I freeze.
Katie's still chanting away, her piercing voice pouring out the phone that's still discarded hanging down against the wall, the nursery door opens casting more light into the halls, the occupant I'm guessing to be Naomi coming out, I panic looking between the phone and the half opened door, turning my back away from the door I receive the phone, cautiously lifting it to my ear, it's silent.
'Katie?' I breath down the phone, nursery door how squeaking shut, noisy heels travelling down the hall.
'Oh so you are fucking listening?' I role my eyes thinking that she might of actually given up and put the phone down already 'what the fuck was all that about? Love, how can you love her!' she shouts, and I cringe at the fact that Naomi might hear what she's saying because she's that loud, the footsteps get heavier and I start to panic more, I do the only thing I can think of at this exact time.
'What's that Katie, I love you too' I reply to her, she goes silent for a second.
'What? Have you gone fucking deaf? I said how can you love her?' she spits again, the tap of the heels nearly behind me now; I squeeze the phone tight in my finger tips.
'Don't start crying' I say, trying to add as much emotion to my voice as possible
'What the fuck are you on about? I'm not crying, but if I was I'd probably be crying at how hilarious it is that you think you love your-'
'Katie, I'm going to have to go or you'll set me off too'
'Emily you better not fucking put this phone down, I swear if you put it down-'
'Miss and love you too, bye' I slam the phone down now, taking a deep breath and knowing Naomi is standing behind me, she probably doesn't know that I know she's there, I turn around slowly to be met with her amused eyes, leaning against the wall again.
'My twin' I say rolling my eyes 'she gets a tad bit too emotional' I laugh nervously and a small smile grazes her lips, with that I begin to walk away, moving my body around hers and heading back to my cell, I can't stand to be near her right now, I'm so confused and it feels like my hearts about to explode, it nearly does when I feel her hand on my shoulder.
'Emily, are you okay?' I flinch away from her touch, turning around shyly to meet her now returned to concerned eyes from before, I nod lightly sending her a small smile aswell, she frowns 'it's just, you're acting...' she stops, raises her eyebrows 'jumpy' she concludes looking at me suspiciously, and I completely agree with her, I'm acting like a total cracked twat right now but I can barely look at her in the eyes not trusting my mouth to blurt out the words like I just did to Katie.
'Yeah' I breath out, swallowing and nodding my head at her 'I'm just still feeling a bit sick' she only looks more concerned now, suddenly raises her hand to rest on my forehead and I can't help but snort out the laughter that is at the back of my throat, mainly because this was something my mum would do to me and Katie to see if we had the flu, her facial expression doesn't change though, her hand still pressed against my head, tongue resting on her lips as she stays focused on what she's doing.
'Yeah, you seem a little hot' she blushes slightly when saying this, fuck me you are hot is the initial response in my head, she releases her hands to fall back to her sides, I'm spaced out she clears her throat. 'Maybe I should walk you back to your cell' she says, 'in case you, you know collapse or something' I nod lazily at her, and then it hits me.
'Oh no it's fine, you're busy so...' Effy won't be in the cell when we get back, her boyfriends back to visit her today meaning that when we get back me and Naomi would be in a cell alone, at least now I have the sound of crying baby and concerned mothers distracting the intense moments me and her have, but being in a cell alone, no noise and nowhere to get space away from each other? I probably would collapse. I nod to the nursery where she was moments ago, she shakes her head.
'Actually I clocked off about half a hour ago, so I'm not busy' she smiles, and I instantly send one back when I realise that Naomi didn't even have to really be in the nursery, bet she was in there for all those cute little babies, adorable and fucking priceless, but shit think Emily.
'Then you should go home, probably got better things to be doing then hanging round a prison all day' I reply back with a little laughter, walking slightly past her until her arm lifts to the wall, just before my face and she sighs.
'Emily, will you please just let me walk you to your cell?' she laughs, I just agree not having any more excuses for her not to walk me back, it's a quiet walk through the halls, every now and then our hands would brush together but neither one of us brave enough to grasp at them. She opens the cell door, I send her a smile as I walk through and over to the table where the letters from home are
'Well I guess I'll see you...' Hands are slipped around my waist, not noticing that the cell door as already been shut before I even realised. Her hot lips connect with my neck from behind, I knew this would happen, fucking knew it but I can't enjoy it, being so fucking confused as I am. She continues to kiss my neck, occasional finding points she seems to like more than others as she sucks on them.
'You look beautiful today' she says through her kisses, muttering it into my neck, I giggle.
'I looked exactly the same yesterday' I point out, her laughing as her breath tickles my neck.
'well, I think you look beautiful everyday' she whispers, still kissing her trails along my neck as my heart begins to beat faster, good job she can't see my face because my eyes are clenched together as she hands start to roam above my torso, rubbing it gently over my vest top.
I laugh again, taking a deep breath 'it must be my sexy prison attire turning you on, prisons rubbing off on you Naoms' I joke, she only kisses harder at the mention of the new nick name I've suddenly come out with, the suppressed moan now comes out fully, echoing off the walls of the small room
'could be your clothes...' she says, peppering small kisses around my jaw now, 'or your hair' she twirls a piece in her fingers, reaching across to leave a light kiss on it 'your lips' she says, suddenly I'm span around in her arms, lips lightly touching mine before she's taking them away again, eyes burning into mine as she continues 'or your body' her hands snake up my torso, fully grabbing at my tits above the vest top, I jump slightly at the force of her hands as she leans forward again, now kissing down my neck, oh god this has to stop.
'Shit Naomi, what times it?' she ignores me first, continuing to enjoy the taste of my neck, not going to lie the feel of her lips on my neck is amazing, but I just can't be doing this right now, I tap her back lightly and she groans, pulling her face away to strength her limbs, taking her hand gently off my breast where it's been laying comfortably and looking at the watch on her wrists.
'Nearly 8' she says, before reaching forward and gently kissing me on the lips.
'Effy will be back soon then' I murmur, the latest a visitor can come and visit to is 8 o'clock so I'm not lying when I say Effy will be back soon 'and I think she'll be a bit suspicious if she catches us like this' I giggle, she groans pulling her lips away from mine.
'Guess I better leave then' she pouts, stroking her fingers up and down my jaw, leaning in briefly to give me one last kiss before letting go of my body 'I'll see you tomorrow, come and find me yeah?' she says, smiling as I nod and she walks over to the cell door, but before she's even touched it, it's opening, revealing a happy looking Effy, even more happy when she see's who in the cell with me, Naomi clears her throat turning around to me.
'Your next surprise cell check will be soon, so next time have the place a little tidier okay?' she says in the Miss Campbell tone she used to use with me, before turning around, giving Effy a small nod and leaving the cell, I laugh automatically at the fact Effy already knows what's going on between me and her.
She walks over to her bunk, dropping down on it, hand under head on her pillow 'oh and what was she checking for? How many fingers she can fit up your-'
'Effy!' I shout laughing; she rolls her eyes with a smirk.
'Sorry but didn't you like punch her lights out this morning?'
'Well yeah,' I start off, awkwardly trying to answer her question, she raises an eyebrow at me 'Sorry, I'm weak okay!' she starts laughing, shaking her head. It goes silent then, just the thoughts of today floating around in our minds.
'Cook asked me to marry him' my head shoots to her, blazing smile across my face.
'And?' I ask excited and she starts to chuckle.
'I said no.' I narrow my eyes at her in confusion
'But I thought you loved him?'
'I do, I do!' she protests, sitting up in her sheets 'but I'm way too young and I think he was pissed anyway' I laugh along with her now, even though I'm still confused.
'Then why are you so happy?' she smiles now, more of a private smile to herself.
'Because it's nice to know he's at least thought about it' I nod my head in understanding
'Oh and am I fuck getting hitched in a jail' she finishes with a smirk, I laugh loud.
'So I'm guessing the prison phone suddenly lost connection or something yesterday?' Katie smirks down at me, dropping her fake pink Gucci bag that always takes hours to be checked by the guards on the floor and lazily falling into her seat, I smile.
'Katie, sorry it's just...'
'Leave it yeah Em's, we can save the talk about the blossoming romance with your babysitter for another time' she looks nervous, I want to ask why but then she looks up from her hands smiling slightly.
'I've brought someone to see you' she says quietly, I smirk trying to lighten the mood
'You haven't brought Jenny have you? Because these fists have been getting me into enough trouble lately' she laughs, leaping over and smacking me on the arm gently
'One, that isn't funny, and two if I ever see that bitch again she won't have any fucking legs' she says, hitting her hands against the table, I smile.
'Go on then, who's the mystery guest? I swear if you've brought James then-'
'Hello Emily' I freeze, eyes slowly leaving Katie's nervous ones and meeting the woman's I've been dreaming of for months now.
'Mum?' My voice comes out shaky, Katie stands up, squeezing my hand in hers
'I'll leave you two alone for a while' she says, I smile at her as she picks her bag up and walks back outside, I look back up at mum's standing body but she doesn't smile, she's not even looking at me, she's looking around at the other inmates with disgust.
'Mum, sit down' I say, her eyes snap down to mine for a second before she looks away, folding her arm tighter around herself
'I'm not staying long' she sounds like she warning me more than anything else, slowly dragging the metal chair back, and staring carefully at the seat before she actually sits down, resting her hands under the table so I can't even reach out and touch them, it goes silent then, awkward silent.
'How're you?' I ask she shrugs her shoulders, still not looking at me but just around the place with her nose lifted up about everything.
'I'm good, just trying to keep everything as normal as possible, I don't see why this should affect Katie and James aswell' she finishes eyeing one of the girls covered in tattoo's repulsed, I sigh.
'So everything's alright at home then?'
'Quieter' she says, nervously itching her arms 'but I suppose it isn't all that bad, James isn't constantly arguing around the house anymore, so more of his homework is done' she answers casually, I'm still pissed that she won't look at me in the eyes.
'I suppose me being in here is an all around bonus then' I joke, laughing lightly but she still doesn't respond, picking at her fingers nails now.
'Can you even look me in the eyes anymore?' she doesn't answer, her eyes briefly snapping up to mine and the emotion in them, my heart breaks.
'I better go...' she gets up, I reach forward in a panic grabbing her arm.
'No, don't go, stay for a while with me please' I beg her, she pulls her arm away from my grasp, smoothing her hands down her skirt to rid the imaginary dirt she seems to be finding a lot of lately.
'I don't know when I'll next be back, I'm busy and...'
'Mum,'
'Katie will be in though; she seems to like it here for some reason'
I reach out for her again; she raises her hand at me 'Emily, Don't' she says sternly to me and now it's my turn to look at her in disgust.
'Don't bother' she looks down at me confused and I continue 'don't bother trying to come back, I don't want to fucking see you' I take a deep breath, standing out of my chair and pushing it back under the table 'You haven't even asked me how I am!' I shout at her in disbelief 'I'm sick of pining for your love, I can't do it anymore' my voice breaks then, and I turn my back to her walking away, looking for the one person I need right now.
'Emily' I hear my mum shout sadly, but I ignore her, looking around the room, finally spotting him in the corner, small hand held radio between his fingers, one earphone in probably listening to football or some shit when he's not meant to, Officer Thomas.
'I need you to take me to Miss Campbell's office' I demand, standing in front of him as he sits, he looks up confused, pulling the earphone out of his ear then shaking his head at me.
'I'm on duty' he says, going to push the earphone back in but I stop him with my hands, he's shit scared of Naomi, only reason I'm asking him really because I know no one else would do it, and I need her right now.
'But she told me to ask you to take me straight after here, so she'll probably be pretty mad if you don't' I lie to him, he freezes instantly, stuffing the radio back into his trousers and pulling himself up from the seat.
He takes me down to her office, through the horrible halls until I'm standing outside the familiar door, he stands awkwardly outside for a couple of seconds, until I turn to him 'You can go if you want, she's expecting me' I lie again, but he looks grateful at the fact he doesn't even have to see Naomi, with a frantic head nod he's back down the way we came in, faster than I've probably ever seen him walk in my life, I take a deep breath, pushing the handle on the door down.
She's in there, sitting at her desk on her office chair, laptop on the table in front of her, eyes slowly glancing up to see the person that's just entered her room, fortunately for me a smile breaks out of her face, she closes her laptop over and beckons me to come in further with her hands.
'Hey, thanks for knocking' she jokes, I turn around, slamming the door shut and locking it slowly, before turning back around and smiling at her 'You alright?' she smiles back, amusement in her eyes also I nod, before I narrow my eyes on hers.
'I want you to fuck me'
Her eyes nearly pop out of her head, eyebrows rocketing off her face 'what?' she squeaks out, I smile, reaching the bottom of my vest top, toying with it before in one pull it's gone from my body, thrown to the corner of the room and I'm making my way over to her.
'You heard me, I want you to take me, right now' I repeat slowly, walking over to her, she leans back on her office chair, the leather creasing as she does so, as I get closer to her she seems nervous
'Emily...' she says shakily, I reach her, jumping up on her knees straight away, she wraps her arms around my waist making sure I don't fall, I try to kiss her but she moves her face away, hand on my chin pulling it until I face her
'What's brought all this on?' she says gently, smoothing her hand across my jaw again.
'Nothing,' I protest, shaking my head at her 'I just want to have sex with you, must there be a reason?' I lean in, kissing her lips gently, I grab one of her hands from my waist, slowly moving it until it reaches the front of the band of my pants, she starts to move her hand gently on my torso, stroking her finger tips up and down it, when I try and push her hands lower she pulls away, laying her hands gently on my shoulders.
I sigh in frustration 'why won't you just fuck me?'
'Because something's wrong, and I'd rather we talk about it then us trying to shag it away'
She's right, my fucking mum's trapped anger is making me force Naomi into something she clearly doesn't want to do right now, it's her fault, fucking Jenna always her fucking fault. I rest my head on Naomi's shoulders, breathing deeply as she rakes her hands through my hair, I begin to cry.
'It's alright' she smoothes 'it's alright' she repeats again as I sob into her shoulder.
'She hates me' I cry 'she fucking hates me' I repeat
'Who?' she asks gently,
'My mum' I mutter into her neck and she sighs, kissing my naked exposed shoulder and she rubs her hands up and down my back 'she couldn't even look at me' I weep, rubbing my hands hard over my eyes to stop the tears falling from them 'I feel so alone Naomi'
'You've got me' she whispers, hands still rubbing lightly against my shoulder blades, I smile into her neck, lightly laughing as well at this situation we've found our self in, everything's just so... complicated.
I pull back, smiling slightly, caressing my finger tips down her cheek 'Naomi, I'm in prison... probably going to be for a long time' she must see where this conversation is going, she leans over lightly brushing her lips against mine 'I don't care' she mutters into the kiss
'I just don't care'
