This was an ultimatum. Denzy was testing Carla but what exactly for she didn't know. Loyalty. Trust. None of it made sense. All Carla knew was she felt sick to her stomach and felt a knot of guilt deep within also pulling to the point it was strained. Michelle had already taken one hell of a beating and Carla knew she was not capable of inflicting such harm on someone she loved so much, no matter how threatened she felt herself. If anything years ago when her and Michelle had fallen out she would have jumped at the opportunity to give her a beating of her own but since then they had been through so much, she was like her sister and best friend all rolled into one and the desire to do so had long been washed away.
Silence filled the room, seconds feeling like hours as Denzy stared at Carla waiting to see her follow orders and attack. Carla's eyes met hers as she grinned away. It was a win/win situation for her as top dog, if Carla followed her orders she had torn apart a strong partnership and strengthened her own power and if Carla didn't she would receive a beating far worse than that of her friend. She was grinning like a Cheshire cat still when Carla broke eye contact to look passed her to Michelle. She was cowered in the corner, barely conscious and blood wept from each and every one of the wounds that had been inflicted upon her. Carla's heart bled the same it wouldn't take much more to 'finish 'er' as Denzy had put it. Michelle didn't look up at Carla; she was too busy trying to protect herself from any further pain and having heard Denzy's barked orders at Carla she was suddenly wary of the one person inside she truly trusted.
The silence had gone on much too long for both Denzy and Jessica's likings and it was time to interfere. Denzy inched forward and closer to Carla causing her breathing to hitch and their eye contact to be made again. Reading Carla like a book Denzy knew she was about to let her down she could see the fear in her eyes. Just the way she looked right now, like a trembling mouse about to swooped up as morning breakfast by the mighty eagle a millions times it's actual size told her all she needed to know and confirmed Carla's lack of obedience. For her own amusement she offered out a second chance. Snarling up her face and pushing it into Carla's she gripped the neck of her top and hissed through gritted teeth. "What you waiting for?….I said finish 'er!" she yelled at the end spitting as the words left her mouth.
Stuttering on her words Carla tried her up most best to give an answer and make it clear she was not going to be bullied by Denzy but her words failed her. She was on the receiving end now also of Denzy's bad attitude. It was time to stop Carla her enemy thought, her pointless blabbering just annoying her. Grabbing her face with one hand she squashed her cheeks and kept a firm grip as she pinned Carla up against the wall. Her eyes glistened with delight as she looked into Carla's. She was petrified and Denzy was taking great pleasure in knowing she was causing such an emotion and could affect it further. Where the team that was Carla and Michelle was concerned her power knew no bounds. She didn't break eye contact with Carla as she laughed and ordered Jessica, in code mind to carry out actions she knew would only hurt both Carla and Michelle both physically and mentally.
Carla couldn't see but heard the unmistakable and now over familiar sound of Jessica's stiletto boots as they clicked across the cold and hard prison cell floor. Denzy kept Carla firmly pinned down and purposely continued to block her view for her own entertainment. Knowing it was setting Carla into a panic mode state Denzy clicked her fingers and Michelle's further beating began. Jessica delivered a blow straight to her stomach. As far as both Carla and Michelle could make out, this exercise had no real purpose and they were right, it was purely for Jessica and Denzy's benefit and a bit of fun.
Michelle was all out of screams so didn't make a sound when Jessica's foot made contact but Carla heard the impact and sympathetically felt it too. In that moment she knew she had to fight, stand up to Denzy no matter what the cost because if she didn't, in a few seconds she feared Michelle's brains might be splattered up the painted brickwork wall. Summoning up all the strength and courage she possessed Carla got ready to use it in one hard hit against Denzy. It took hearing another more violent blow to Michelle, a clean and clear, crisp smack across the face, no doubt added to by the cluster of big rings worn by Jessica to make her react. She did so violently, shoving Denzy back with an expert force and peeling herself off of the wall to stand tall.
"Stop it!" she yelled, catching sight of Jessica about to smack Michelle across the cheek the other way. Her tone was low and firm, just as she used in the factory when she had to get her point across to the slacking, idle and gobby machinists she called staff. When Carla really needed to she always called on the bitch within, and although she had been missing for many, many months since the rape now seemed as good a time as any to find her again and release her from confines in which she was being kept. It shocked Denzy that Carla could be so in control and so demanding of respect but she didn't admire the sudden show. She laughed and then frowned, mistaking Carla's sudden change in personality as nothing more than a brave and daring act. No one scared her, especially not some council estate scum who now thought she was the crème de la crème of society just because she had some money and a business on the outside. At the end of the day she was no better than any of them inside and Denzy wasn't going to let her forget it. She had a past and the past always came back to haunt you.
"You what?" yelled Denzy right up in Carla's face. It was an attempt to make her back down but this time it wasn't working.
Narrowing her eyes and forcefully staring back at Denzy without blinking Carla pursed her lips and made sure she stood her ground. She had demanded they stop this but Denzy seemed to be having trouble comprehending such a phrase so Carla thought it time to play dirty. Maybe she needed it in layman's terms, specially adapted for idiots like her and Jessica.
"I said stop…this" Carla repeated slowly and with much emphasis on her clear words to try and make Denzy understand just how serious she was.
Scoffing Denzy leant back in her stance and stared Carla down from head to toe, who the hell did she think she was? Her expression then hardened as she looked to her accomplice Jessica. Then she nodded and Carla let down her guard, turning to see what was going on, only just in time to see Jessica cover the side of Michelle's head with her hand and slam it hard and fast into the wall. Her only reaction was a gasp and as Michelle's head fell away she saw the blood smears on the wall. Jessica clearly had not used enough force to kill Michelle but enough all the same to injure her severely.
"Animals!" yelled Carla as she dashed over to Michelle not caring if they came after her now and tried to attack. It would mean nothing. Denzy didn't so much as attack, most of her warning had been clearly given, if Carla still refused to be onside then she was the enemy but she just wanted to make that clear. With the gesture of her head she dismissed Jessica whilst approaching Carla's back unaware. Where her enemy was now crouched and trying to tend to Michelle Denzy hovered over them. Reaching out she grabbed a chunk of Carla's thick luscious hair and painfully pulled on it until it forced her head up to look at her.
"This ain't over!" She threatened then letting go and pushing Carla's head forward forcefully before leaving.