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She wanted to fight. Everything inside of her screamed to not let Pennsatucky have the upper hand and just beat the shit out of her. But her own thoughts were betraying her. The few words Piper had understood from the other woman's rambling made her insides clench and her mind telling her it was true. She didn't deserve to be loved. She lied, she cheated, she broke hearts over her own selfishness. She shouldn't be loved by anyone for their own good. She wanted to cry but she felt more numb than anything over the realization that the crazy Jesus bitch had points she would have denied herself for years to come. She just didn't want to see the truth and now someone had shoved it into her face so hard that it was impossible to ignore.

She snapped out of her thoughts when her hand stung suddenly and she stared down at it, watching her blood trickle down her hand and into the snow. When she looked up again, Pennsatucky was looking at her with a pleased smile, obviously delighted she had landed a hit.

She gripped the cross tighter and walked further up to her, resulting in Piper being completely trapped into the corner, defenseless. She shakily reached into her pocket and got out the screwdriver Boo had given her for Christmas, holding it out in front of her. Pennsatucky all but laughed at her. She was shaking so hard she could barely keep the tool in her hand and she'd need a lot of force behind any action to hurt her with it. Not that it would matter. Pennsatucky knew she would get what she wanted.

With one quick swipe she cut her hand again, the screwdriver falling into the snow with a faint thud. Piper cradled it against her chest, holding the cut area with her other hand. She had never been so scared in her life. She ignored the pain radiating from her wounds, her eyes on Pennsatucky and her cross. Maybe she could dodge it and make a run for it. Get back inside and find a guard before more happened. She actually laughed out loud when she realized how naive that thought was. Who was she trying to kid? Herself more than anyone. There was no way out of this mess.

"You're worthless, Chapman." Pennsatucky nodded repeatedly, tilting her head aside and making Piper cringe in the process.

She looked even crazier than usual. She was as unreasonable as always and the only way to get out of there somewhat alive would be fighting back and turning the game around. And Piper tried to get her body to do just that. But it wouldn't. She was frozen in her spot, her body refusing her any action that would ensure her survival. She couldn't even bring herself to say anything back.

Before she noticed her next movement, Pennsatucky had cut a fine line from her collarbone down until her arm was in the way. She let out a painful wince and dropped her hands for just a moment, enough for Pennsatucky to go for another cut. She opened her shirt further with the next one, blood tripping down the open cuts and being soaked into the fabric of her shirt. Piper held her stomach, covering the wound there and doubling over a little when she started to feel sick. She was shaking madly, tears in her eyes from the injuries. They were painful but she couldn't react properly to avoid them anymore. Piper barely had the time to lift her head when she felt the cross smack over her face, her cheek easily cut and she fell into the snow with the force of the impact. She coughed, trying to catch her breath and crawl away more than anything but she didn't get far. Pennsatucky stepped on her hand when it reached out to the screwdriver close-by, Piper's survival instinct finally starting to kick in.

She cried out quietly when the pressure on her already injured hand increased. She looked up, almost frowning at the expression Pennsatucky wore right there. She looked like she was thinking about her next move, her eyes so fixed on Piper's hand and the cross that Piper had to swallow hard. She was grabbed by the shoulder and pushed into the snow, facing up. Piper kept her gaze steadily on the sky rather than on Pennsatucky. She knew the time to fight back was over, pinned to the ground by the smaller one's weight. Not that she weighted a lot but the way she was sitting on her now restricted any movement that could get her off of her again. Pennsatucky smiled, her knees buried in the snow next to Pipers legs as she lifted the cross high up into the air.

One quick movement and the cross was impaled into Piper's stomach. Her eyes were wide with pain but no sound left her even though she wanted to scream from the top of her lungs. She shakily lifted her hands to the cross, resting them around it. She didn't have the energy to pull it out. Her eyes went from the wood up to Pennsatucky just as she stood up. Pennsatucky was so obviously pleased with herself and the result that it made Piper want to throw up.

"You die alone. Like you deserve." She told her.

She looked around and left her to die there, the cross still in her. She sneaked back inside without anyone seeing her, the door falling shut behind her loudly.

Piper couldn't move, her body weakened from the cold and her injuries. She was going to die here, she knew. There were tears rolling down her face and the cold wind turned them icy on her cheeks.

She heard the door open again a few minutes later, somehow still conscious and whimpering to herself before a loud scream echoed through the night.

Morello loomed over Piper's body, lost on what to do. She wanted to run back inside and call a guard for help but at the same time she was afraid that leaving her there alone would kill her. She noticed Piper's eyelids flutter. She was struggling to stay awake but her body couldn't take it much longer and a minute later she had fallen unconscious. Morello checked her pulse, relieved to find it there. It was weak but it was there. Her gaze went to the cross, the shirt soaked in blood, tainting the snow around her body in a crimson red.

She was about to try and pull the cross out when she heard a voice from the door telling her not to. She turned her head only to find Bennett rush closer.

"It'll increase the blood flow if you pull it out. It's safer to keep it there for now." He explained and Morello nodded absently, crying.

Bennett spoke through the radio, requesting immediate help from the others and also informing them of calling an ambulance, giving through the details they'd need.

"How long has she been here?"

"I-I don't know. I found her here maybe five minutes ago? Is she going to be alright?"

Bennett looked at her intensely, clearly trying to figure out if she had anything to do with this or not. He told her he didn't know but that an ambulance was on its way and she'd be in good hands.

"Go back inside, Morello."

She nodded, shakily getting up. She felt sick to her stomach but went back to the door. She was greeted by familiar faces there, looking up at Alex with teary eyes before Nicky pulled her into a tight hug.

"I knew it was you.." Nicky whispered.

They had rushed there after the scream, Nicky telling the others it was Morello. That was also where Taystee informed them that she had seen her earlier and told her about Piper being missing. They didn't need the extra reason to go to the source of the sound but upon seeing her expression, it was obvious that she had seen something.

"What happened?" Alex whispered, scared of the answer.