That evening as everyone else enjoyed recreational time after dinner Michelle was in her cell alone and making the most of the five minutes peace she was getting. Denzy was still confined to her cell after attacking Michelle earlier but she could be heard causing a scene on the top floor and demanding that she be let out. She didn't think it fair that Michelle hadn't been confined as she was just as much to blame for the fight earlier. These newbies got away with far too much.
Jessica however had been waiting all day to get Michelle alone. It would be her chance to prove her loyalty to Denzy and stay in her good books. She had been spying on Michelle's room and keeping a close eye on who was near by. When she saw the coast was clear she strode over and crept in the door as quietly as she could. Michelle had her back to her and was just stood staring at the wall. It was the first time in days she hadn't had Carla hanging around too and if she was honest right now she didn't miss her.
Jessica knew that Michelle hadn't heard her and so to make her presence now known slammed the door. She had recruited a couple of their gangs inmates to stand guard outside and make sure she wasn't interrupted and that Michelle couldn't get away. Michelle turned, her eyes narrowing when she saw the twenty something stood against the door. She scowled and looked her up and down. Jessica had one leg pushed against the door and her hands hidden behind her back as she leaned against the heavy metal door. Her long ponytail was slick and still in place as neatly as it had been that morning, her lips heavily glossed which Michelle could tell had only just been re-applied and still chewing on gum disgustingly.
"What do you want?" stated Michelle being firm and standing her ground.
Jessica stayed silent, staring Michelle down in some sort of attempt to syke her out and started twirling the tip of her ponytail around her finger as her lips continued to smack together noisily. She smiled eventually and pushed herself off of the door to stand up straight again. She slowly made her way across to Michelle and stood so close they were almost touching. She got all up in Michelle's face but she seemed in no way fazed. Jessica didn't need to intimidate her with only her presence and now she thought it were a good job she didn't only have that for a plan. She had a plan B as well. Reaching round to the back of her leggings she fumbled to find the blade she had stashed in her hem.
Denzy had warned Michelle to watch her back and she hadn't been wrong, her little helpers were devoted and more than happy to carry out her dirty work if it meant they stayed under her wing and protected. Jessica and the others knew it was better to have Denzy on side rather than as a rival. Her eyes widened and lit up as she looked down at Michelle. With her heeled boots on Jessica was so tall and did actually tower above most of them inside, even the prison officers. Her smile turned to a grin, a malicious and almost psychopathic tooth baring one and she brought the blade round to hold it up in front of Michelle's eyes.
Instantly fear flashed across Michelle's eyes and she felt on edge. There was no messing here, this wasn't an attempt to scare her this was going to be an attack, a warning not to mess with the top dogs inside. She gulped nervous and scared as she quickly tried to think of a way to talk herself out of such a dangerous situation.
"Ok you've made your point" whispered Michelle trying to show she had understood.
"Oh not yet love" snapped Jessica back, this wasn't over yet. She still had a point to prove and a job to carry out if she wanted the praise from her leader later. She also didn't care for Michelle's attitude, who did she think she was talking to, some sort of kid?
Michelle could see this was going to take more than trying to blag her way out. Stepping back she tried to get away from Jessica but the younger just pressed forward until she very conveniently had Michelle pushed into the corner. It worked out quite well really. Taking Michelle Jessica shoved her back against the wall so hard that Michelle grunted at the sheer nature of the force. Her head cracked against the brick work as she suddenly tried to fight back realising that her life may now be at risk. Her eyes widened in alarm as Jessica pushed with force against her chest using only her arm and gently placed the blade against Michelle's cheek so she could just feel its cold metal surface.
Jessica had no intention of killing Michelle, she just wanted to hurt her. Everybody new in prison that you did not carry out a job like that unless you had permission from the highest of the high because they didn't want to get their hands dirty. That was only the case with the egotistical posh bitches that came in and Denzy certainly was not one of those. She would do her own dirty work and she wouldn't get caught. Michelle would be hers and Jessica knew it would only be a matter of time.
Suddenly Jessica swiped the blade across Michelle's cheek, making a deep enough incision just to draw blood. Then she hit her hard in the stomach with her fist leaving her winded and let go. As Michelle sunk down the wall and too the floor Jessica watched triumphantly. For a moment Michelle was fighting to breathe and the second she managed to gulp down some oxygen Jessica's pointed toe boot came flying at her and cracked her once against her cut cheek and then in the stomach where seconds prior she had received a blow.
Her job was done for now and she was certain Michelle understood but maybe hadn't learnt her lesson. She smirked down at her on the floor and spat, her gum landing nastily on Michelle's face with a whole load of gob and spit. The girl was positively vile but Michelle hadn't expected anything less from someone who looked like such a cheap tart. Jessica turned to leave, banging on the door to signify to her accomplices outside that she wanted out. They opened up the door for her and out she came, triumphant and proud with a grin that reached from one ear to another. She looked around for a few minutes to see who might have been watching and when convinced that no one suspected any trouble headed back to where she had been hanging around previously.