Trapped within the confines of Denzy's cell, Carla started to feel panicked. She had no idea what was going to happen but she suspected she wasn't going to like it. A voice in her head told her to toughen up and quick before the situation went beyond her control and she was staring death in the face. Denzy was circling her like a vulture, waiting for the right moment to strike. As she disappeared behind Carla she tensed and suddenly let her nerves get the better of her. The atmosphere was intense and she was already on edge at the sudden silence.
"Boo" yelled Denzy breaking the silence and pouncing up behind her making her jump.
She had Carla scared now. She circled her again continuously and in close proximity.
"You and your friend are in quite the pickle aren't ya" she stated giving Carla no time to respond to her rhetorical question before she carried on.
"What are we going to do with you?" another rhetorical question followed.
Carla gulped down the lump in her throat and went to answer when Denzy firmly pushed her index finger against her lips to silence her. "Don't answer" she whispered harshly in Carla's ear.
"Now you Carla. I've done some research on you and you have a very interesting background. Your little friend Michelle does too" she declared as Carla's eyes widened in surprise. What did she mean interesting background and what did she really know? Carla thought as she tried to keep her cool. She hoped Denzy had no information and was fishing.
"Dodgy secret you and her share isn't it?" she asked, this time wanting some sort of acknowledgement.
Carla responded with a shake of her head. She was petrified of the unknown.
"What do you want?" she eventually whimpered.
"Oh good you're talking now, I have a proposal for you" answered Denzy.
"What?" croaked Carla, starting to worry.
"I want you on my side. You got it? Don't fight me on this"
Carla nodded, understanding perfectly, not that she wanted to be part of Denzy's 'gang' at all but she felt she had little choice. Then she remembered something many people had advised her over the years, 'keep your friends close and keep your enemy's closer' . Instantly it gave her an idea, she knew that using that advice it was better to be in with Denzy and attack her once they had gained her trust than to try and do an outsider job.
The second Carla was set free and was most grateful she hadn't been harmed she ran as fast as her jelly legs could manage back to the ground floor in search of Michelle. She had to warn her what had happened upstairs. Denzy had only said she wanted Carla and it worried her as to where this left Michelle, but they were a team and Denzy would have to accept that. Dashing into the cell she saw a frightened Michelle jump, almost out of her skin where she cowered in the corner of the bed.
"What happened to you?" came her weak voice, full of sympathy as tears rimmed her eyes and she sniffled trying to hold them back. Carla shrugged her shoulders and smiled as she told Michelle how she hadn't come to any harm. Michelle seemed relieved by this and edged towards the side of the bed to get a better look at Carla. She seemed on edge to Michelle and she motioned for her to sit beside her. It was funny how there roles had reversed, before prison Michelle had been the tough one and Carla an absolute wreck, now it was her who was the wreck.
"I have something to tell you 'Chelle and look don't freak cause I don't know anything but what I have been told" declared Carla suddenly but in a hushed tone hoping she wouldn't be overheard.
Michelle's eyes seemed to widen in fear before she had even heard any of the details. She grabbed Carla's hands and squeezed them with a painful amount of force as she waited anxiously for Carla to divulge further information.
"Well..." Carla began in a shaky voice before pausing. She suddenly felt very nervous. "She wants me in her gang Chelle." explained Carla pausing again naturally as she bowed her head and thought about it again for a moment. "I'm scared Chelle" she admitted raising her head slowly with tears in her own eyes to look into Michelle's
"Why are you scared?" she asked.
"She knows our secret Chelle" mumbled Carla sadly.
"What?" questioned a shocked Michelle as a wave of panic ran through her body.
"She can't know. No one knows our secret unless..…. did you tell her?" asked Michelle.
Carla was horrified she could even think she would tell a soul about the dark secret they shared. Shaking her head she denied the allegation and focused her attention back to her lap where Michelle still had a firm grip on her hands.
"I don't know how she knows" Carla sadly declared.
"She's bluffing Car, she can't know what we did. We never told anyone and our Paul took it to his grave" insisted Michelle.
"She's not. I'm sure of it Chelle and if she knows it means others know too" Carla was adamant and it frightened her, the prospect of others knowing their business. That made perfect sense to Michelle too and suddenly she started to worry. If any of this lot inside got wind of what they had done they would definitely treat them differently and it would probably gain them more respect but she wasn't sure she wanted all the attention.