Hello dear readers. I'm on vacation from work this week so I'll be trying to cram out a few chapters for my stories. I hope you've all been staying safe and enjoyed the last chapter. We're in the homestretch now, probably about three more chapters left.

Now we get into what prison was like for Lori those six years she was incarcerated. Needless to say, language and mentions of assault will be present.

Supersonicbros123: Stay tuned, Stella may or may not be making another appearance before the end.

Dreadedcandiru2: You aren't wrong, it might just be the revelation he was needing.

Paying the consequences

There was no court date, no fight for her to go to jail. Lori Loud gave herself up willingly, knowing that she needed to own up to what she did to her brother and face the consequences for her actions.

After turning herself in to the Royal Woods police station, there was only a short amount of time between then to when she was fully incarcerated in the jail.

Once she went through processing, Lori was shown the cell she was going to be calling home for the next six or so years. And the person she'd be sharing that home with, Lori just hoped she was going to be nice. But judging by the look on the girl's face, Lori figured she wasn't going to have it that easy.

"Enjoy your stay Loud, your roomie here loves to meet the new people". The guard said to her before chuckling to herself and walking away. Lori frowned at them before turning back to her cellmate. Hoping to make a good first impression, she smiled at her before putting her stuff on the bottom bunk. "H-Hi there...My name is Lo-"

"I don't care what name you got. In here there's only one thing you go by". The girl said back to her. "U-Um okay...W-What is that?" Lori asked. "My bitch". She stated. "O-Oh..." Lori gulped and knew she was going to be in for a rough time, she just hoped that none of the other inmates found out why she was in here, otherwise she might not survive long.

"S-So what's your name?" Lori asked, still hoping to be as nice as possible and not piss off the mean looking ladies in here. "It's Becca, and if you don't mind I was enjoying some peace and quiet. So either go socialize with someone else or sit down and shut the hell up". Her cellmate told her.

Lori frowned, she realized that this girl wasn't interested in being friends, and Lori wondered how their "relationship" was going to be since they'd be sharing a cell together for the next six or so years. Figuring she'd try to make some friends outside of her cell, Lori got up and headed out into the central area between all the cells, a few tables scattered around the room. There were a few inmates chattering among themselves, the groups being obvious from first glances.

Lori knew that if she was going to survive in here, she was going to need to find people who could have her back. From what she saw on cop shows, Lori figured she'd need protection from the others in here who would take advantage of her smaller build.

Walking over to a trio of girls who looked to be close to her age, Lori introduced herself, trying to make a good first impression. "Hey there. I'm Lori, w-would you girls uh...mind if I joined you?" Lori awkwardly asked as she waved and smiled at the inmates. The one in the middle just started laughing before looking Lori in the eyes, smirking at the girl.

"I guess you're the fresh meat around here?" She asked Lori. The Loud girl just nodded in response. "Y-Yeah...new and uh, all alone. Was hoping to make some friends". Lori told her.

"Well lucky for you, you came to the right people first. A bunch of these other bitches here will just use you for their amusement. But before we decide to let you be our friend, tell me...what did you do to get in here?" The girl asked. "O-Oh uh...well let's just say I fell under the spell of love and did some stupid stuff cause of it. Got caught by the cops while my boyfriend ran". Lori answered, coming up with a vague but reasonable response that the trio would hopefully not dig further into.

"Aw hell, I'm in here for almost the same reason. Fell in love with some idiot who didn't really care for me...Then I murdered his ass when he tried to double-cross me during a robbery. That led me in here". The girl to Lori's left told her, and Lori had to do her best to hide her disgust at the girl's casual mention of killing her ex.

But in all honesty, could she say what she did was worse? Lori suddenly felt more guilt than she already had, knowing that most people would view her crime as more vile than murder.

"Well new girl I tell ya what. Hang out with us for a bit, maybe share some more about yourself and I think we can help you get better acquainted with this place". The main girl said. "R-Really? Okay cool. So um, whats your guys' names?" Lori asked the three.

"My name's Beatrice, that's Lexxie and this one's Jo-Anne". The girl in the middle said as she pointed to the girl on her left and right respectively. "Cool. So um, what do you guys usually do around here?" Lori asked.

The day went by and so far it seemed like everything was going to be at least somewhat alright for the eldest Loud child. At least that's what she thought. By the end of the day it was time for all the inmates to be confined to their cells for night time, and Lori was quickly reminded of the main thorn in her side at the moment.

Her roommate, Becca. The girl hadn't spoken to her after their first encounter and Lori considered herself lucky, especially with how the girl was acting now. "I'm sorry, I don't know how your shit ended up in the toilet, musta been blown over there by the wind or somethin". Becca said with a shrug as she laid in her bed, watching Lori pull her extra clothes and toiletries out of the metal toilet.

"I haven't done anything but try to be nice and then stay out of your way the entire day, why the hell did you do that?" Lori angrily asked her. "Are you accusing me of doing it? I told you it was the wind. You calling me a liar?" The girl asked as she jumped off her bunk and got in Lori's face.

"N-No...I-I mean...Sorry, I'm just mad at it is all...I'm not blaming you". Lori said, immediately backing down after being confronted by the girl.

"That's what I thought". Becca said as she took a few steps back. Lori walked past her and got into her bunk, hoping to just get some sleep and be ready for whatever the next day held. "Um excuse me?" Becca said, drawing Lori's attention back to the girl. "W-What?" Lori asked, feeling like she missed something.

"You just gonna go to bed without giving me my goodnight kiss?" Becca asked. "G-Goodnight...what? I'm not doing that". Lori said, laughing as she felt like the girl was joking with her.

But the hard slap delivered to the side of her face proved that her roommate wasn't joking. As Lori held the side of her face, she looked back at Becca. "Well I'm waiting..." She said and Lori just kept staring at her. "Bitch don't make me strike you again". Becca said as she held her hand up.

"N-No wait...I-Okay". Lori said in defeat. She got on her knees and leaned up in bed, moving towards the girl to give her a quick peck on the cheek. But that wasn't enough for her roommate, who roughly grabbed Lori's face and brought her lips to her own. Lori struggled a bit, but didn't want to incur anymore of the girl's wrath, Becca just held her in place as she made out with Lori.

A minute later and the girl let go of Lori, who fell back against her bed, a few tears welling up in her eyes.

"Just remember, you my bitch. I own you and that means you do what I say". Becca said before jumping onto her bunk and laying down, leaving Lori to cry herself asleep below her.

The next few days went well enough, with Lori not running into anymore problems with her roommate so long as she didn't say no to her. But it was on the fifth night incarcerated that Becca wasn't satisfied with just a goodnight kiss anymore. "Oh come on girl. It's not like you got a man waiting on the outside for ya anymore. Just let me have my fun and you can go to sleep". Becca said as she pawed at Lori's prison uniform.

"N-No, please just stop". Lori begged, and it was at this point her mind flashed to her brother. The tears in his eyes and his pleading for her to stop. Lori's hands went limp at her sides as she let Becca do what she wanted knowing that in the end, this is what she deserved.

"That's right, this is where you belong. This is what you deserve for how you treated Lincoln". That voice in the back of her head had returned, reminding her that this was all her own doing. Lori had made her bed and now it was time for her to lay in in.

As she laid there, her clothes being pulled off and Becca's hands roaming her body as they pleased, Lori understood how her brother felt. She had felt remorse for what she did but it wasn't until now that she realized just how much she screwed things up...just how much she hurt Lincoln.

Lori told her group of friends the next day, and the trio told her they'd take care of Becca. The girl was relieved when she heard that, but it wasn't until that afternoon that she found out the price she'd have to pay for her roommate to back off. Lori was told that for the service they provided her, she'd have to provide a service of equal value for them.

She traded in one cruel inmate for three as they too had their fun with the girl.

After the first week, Lori finally got the first visit from her family. Her mom and dad both showed up, and Lori did her best to act like everything was fine. "It was just a small disagreement is all, I'm fine mom really. I can't even feel it anymore". Lori said, referencing the bruise on her face.

"Honey do I need to talk to the guards in here? They shouldn't be letting something like this-" Rita began only for her daughter to quickly interrupt.

"N-No! No mom, really. I-It's fine". Lori said. "O-Okay, but if I see another mark like that, I'm talking to them". Rita told her. "S-So other than that...how has the first week been?" Lynn Sr. asked. "I-It's been...alright for the most part, made a few friends. I start talking with the counselor here tomorrow. I...I think that I'm going to be alright. I just hope that everyone can forgive me for what I did". Lori told her father.

"I'm sure they will, it might take some time but I think your sisters...and brother will be able to". Rita said with a reassuring smile.

The next day, Lori had her meeting with the jail's counselor, who would hopefully help her get her mind right. "Hello Lori, how are you feeling today?" The doctor asked her as he got out his notebook.

"I'm uh, fine I guess". Lori answered back. "And you've been adjusting to things in here well enough I assume?" he asked. "A-As well as can be expected. I-It's uh, different in here". She told him. "Understandable...so, let's talk about why you're here".

Lori sighed as the elephant in the room was brought up. "Yea, I'm here because I...because I hurt my brother. I...I thought he would like it and I lost control". Lori said.

"But do you feel in control now? If you were still out there, at home. Do you think you'd do it again?" The doctor asked. "I...I don't know. I really don't. I know it was wrong now, I do. B-But I can still...feel a part of me inside that...that wants to..."

"It's alright Lori, you can say what you want to in here. I'm here to help you work through these thoughts and feelings and get you to a place where you aren't a danger to yourself or anyone else". The doctor told her after writing something down. "I can tell you that coming here of your own volition, knowing what you did was wrong, it's a big first step".

"It feels like I'm still that same monster who snuck into her brother's room though. W-When I look in the mirror sometimes, I just see a part of me that wants to screw her brother and make him mine". Lori told him. "I...I know how he felt that night though and I don't want to do that to him again. B-But I...I know that deep down inside that part is always going to be there". Lori started to break down, tears falling from her eyes.

The doctor handed her a box of tissues. "I've dealt with people of a similar mindset Ms. Loud. Ones who...have deep rooted feelings such as yours but really don't want to act on them. I helped them get to a place of control and I'm sure I can help you do the same".

Lori prayed that he was right, because she knew that even after going through some of what Lincoln felt that night...that she would still lose control and do it again given the chance. She was far from better, but that's why she was here, to fix things and get to a better place, so that she'd never hurt Lincoln again.

As time went on in the prison, Lori had become accustomed to the repeated "favors" She had to give her trio of fellow inmates. It was easy to accept something like that when she saw what the alternative was. The way some of the people got treated in here was a crime in and of itself, if you didn't have anyone to back you up then it'd be you at the bottom of the food chain.

And eventually, her group asked for the "favors" less frequently, and Lori believed that things were steadily getting better.

She was gaining a better handle on her feelings over Lincoln and not perverting the familial love that she held for him before it all got screwed in her head. Lori still had five years to go in her sentence but she was sure that with how good things were going now that she might be allowed out sooner on good behavior.

But as she would soon find out, life has a funny way of throwing a wrench into the best laid plans.

It happened on what seemed like a normal day. Lori was following her group out to the courtyard for the recreational time in their day. As the group was walking towards the yard to get some much needed fresh air, Lori suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen.

Lori was overcome with white hot pain as whatever stabbed her was twisted in her side before being roughly pulled out. The Loud girl let out a scream as the shiv was then stabbed in her stomach, it all happened so fast that Lori couldn't comprehend what was happening. As she collapsed to the floor holding her wounds, the rest of the train of inmates realized what was happening and knew what to do next.

Everyone lined up against the wall, their hands in the air as the guards rushed over to Lori. Looking around, her vision blurred by tears, the girl could faintly make out her roommate Becca grinning down at her. The pain being too much, Lori passed out, the last thing she saw before blacking out was the guards turning her over to inspect her wounds, calling for a medic.

It was later in the night when Lori came to, her eyes opening as they adjusted to the light of the clinic. The girl went to sit up but hissed in pain as she felt a stinging pain in her stomach. Looking down, Lori saw her abdomen wrapped in bandages, with gauze pads in two spots to staunch the bleeding.

"Ah, ah, ah, don't move Ms. Loud". She heard a voice call out from her left. "Huh? H-hello?" Lori asked as she looked to the side. "It's alright, I'm Doctor Jackson, you met me during your first week here, remember?" The man asked as he grabbed a clipboard.

"O-Oh...yea I do. W-What happened?" Lori asked him, her mind still fuzzy.

"You were stabbed in the gut and side by a crude knife. It was your cellmate Becca". The doctor told her, writing down something on the clipboard before setting it down and grabbing a small flashlight from his pocket. "Please follow the light for me". He said as he waved the light in front of her eyes. "W-Why did she? I-Is it bad?" Lori asked as she followed the light with her eyes.

"Nothing too bad no. The knife didn't go too far, so there was hardly any internal damage. We stitched the puncture wounds up and have you on antibiotics. The worst of it is over, you just need to rest up here for the next couple days at least while we monitor for any other complications". Dr. Jackson explained.

"From what I know, you'll probably be left alone in your cell for now until someone new comes along. Becca is in isolation for now so don't worry about her". Jackson said. "D-Did she say why she did it?" Lori asked, already fearing the worst.

"I'm afraid some, if not all of the inmates at this point found out why you were incarcerated. We think it was one of the guards but have no proof on it...Well, I'm sure of who it is at least". Jackson told her. "W-Who?" Lori asked. "It's not my place to get in the middle of it. If anything else happens I will speak to the warden though".

"T-Thank you…I just hope no one else feels as strongly as Becca about this". Lori said as she laid her head back against the pillow. "Oh I'm sure everyone out there is just waiting to finish the job now". Lori shook her head, not wanting to think about that very likely possibility.

"I'll let you rest up now. Don't worry, not everyone in here lets the prisoners run wild like that". Jackson said.

But as the years went by, Lori found it hard to believe those words.

Repeated assaults, a few trips to the infirmary, and constant verbal insults being tossed her way, Lori didn't know if she was going to make it to the end of her sentence. The only saving grace she received was when Lori was transferred to a different cell block.

There she found a new group of people who helped her survive. Two of them were in for similar crimes as Lori, and both were as repentant as she was. And the two didn't believe in the constant suffering the other inmates subjected them to for a mistake they were doing their best to move past.

With only one year left in her sentence, Lori could finally see a light at the end of the tunnel. She had all but abandoned her old feelings she held for Lincoln, the help of the prison psychiatrist getting her to a place she was in control.

But now it was getting close to the real work to make up for what she did. Once she was on the outside, Lori knew she was going to have to prove to her family that she was changed. It had been too long since she even saw her brother though, and part of her wondered if he even wanted her to be in his life anymore.

Hell, the only people to visit her anymore were her mom, Bobby, and occasionally her dad and Leni. Everyone else had stopped seeing her long ago. Like her brother, Lori assumed they all didn't want her in their lives anymore. And she couldn't blame them.

Lori just hoped that when she got out, her friends and family at least gave her the chance to have at least a fraction of the bond she used to have with them all.

Present day

"So...yeah. N-Not the best six years of my life". Lori said as she finished recounting what prison was like for her, how it was hell even before they discovered what she did.

"I'm sorry you had to go through all that. It must have been hard". Dr. Lopez said.

Sniffling, Lori nodded her head. "I-It was...but I think it was also necessary for me. A-All of what happened in there...it was a wake-up call for me. I think I needed to go through it all to really realize just how much I screwed things up. It...It gave me perspective". Lori told her.

"Y-You...you ended up going to the infirmary. More than once?" Lincoln asked, his wide eyes cast to the floor as he realized just what happened to his sister.

"I...I asked mom and dad not to tell any of you. I didn't want anyone to worry...not that any of you would though". Lori said as she used a tissue to wipe her eyes. "O-Of course I would've! I...I had no idea..." Lincoln snapped as he turned to face her. "I...If I can't….I-I think I need some air". Lincoln said as his breathing became uneven.

"Lincoln are you okay?" Dr. Lopez asked as she set her notepad on her desk.

"I-I, I just need to get out of here". Lincoln quickly said as he grabbed his crutches and hobbled out of the room before Lori or Dr. Lopez could stop him.

"Lincoln wait!" Lori called out after him. "He just needs to process all of it. It was...a lot. What you just told us...he had no knowledge of any of it". Dr. Lopez said. "Give him a few minutes and then go follow him. I'm sure he'll be fine, and more open to the idea that you've really changed". She told Lori.

"What makes you so sure?" Lori asked, not really feeling like her little story could change things like that. "Knowing what you went through after hurting him, your experiences will help him see that you have paid the price for your mistake, so to speak". Dr. Lopez explained. "He just needs the time to think it all over, to really understand how what you went through...changed you".

"O-Okay...I hope you're right. U-Um, while I have you here...do you have any openings anytime soon?" Lori asked, intending to unload more than what she already had today in a later session.

After talking it over with Dr. Lopez, Lori walked outside the office, hoping to see Lincoln just sitting on the nearby bench. But to her surprise, her brother was nowhere in sight. This made Lori a little concerned given what happened the last time Lincoln ran off suddenly.

Not to mention that Dr. Lopez's office wasn't exactly in the best of neighborhoods.

A block away, Lincoln was moving down the sidewalk, his mind trying to sort through all the jumbled mess of thoughts and feelings in his head. He just needed to clear his head, but didn't want his sister showing up before he had the time to work through everything.

But he should still at least text her and let her know he'll be back. "I did just kinda storm off suddenly, she's probably going to be worried". Lincoln thought to himself as he pulled out his phone.

"Hey there kid, you got a minute?" Someone off to the alley on his right called out.

Well it looks like Lori's little confession of her stay in prison was the jolt Lincoln needed to hear. I hope you all enjoyed the chapter. I'll try to update my other two stories this week as well as get a couple chapters out in the new story I'll be starting, Heated Waters.

Some of you may already know it was MrRainbow's story before he discontinued it, but I'll be adopting it and making sure it gets the ending it deserves. For those of you new to my stuff feel free to take a look at my other stories and competed works. As always, feedback both positive and negative is welcome, just keep it civil.

Until next time, stay safe guys and gals.