Promised to update soon, so here ya go!
Six years later.
She had just settled in. Some weird lady had just made her bed for her. Which was strange, but nice either way. Lying on the top bunk and just staring at the wall seemed like the logical thing to do when you had just arrived at prison. When she was a kid, she had always thought that this was what people would do in prison; just stare at the wall and sleep. She now realized that this absolutely wasn't the case. Sure, if you were sent to solitary the wall would be your only companion, but in here you were never alone with the wall, even if you wanted to be. You had to put up with a lot of other inmates. You had to work with them, eat with them, sleep with them, shower with them and even shit with them. Yeah, sometimes you would really prefer to only have the wall.
Her roommates had told her that dinner time would start in about an hour. That gave her an hour to stare at the wall and feel miserable. How the actual fuck did she end up in this god forsaken hole? How could she let this happen? If she had been certain about one thing in her life, it was that she would never end up here. She would never get caught. And in the end, she didn't get caught. But she still ended up in prison. Fuck.
She closed her eyes and took three deep breaths just to clear her mind. She felt weak. The most important thing for her right now, was to get control of her situation. She was in prison and she would continue to be so for a long time. The best thing she could do, was to make her time here as easy as possible. She opened her eyes and sat up. As much as she wanted to just lay there for the rest of her miserable life, she couldn't be seen as weak. She wasn't weak. This was just another adventure she had to go through. Another job that needed to be done. Her life thus far had shown her what it meant to suffer. If she could survive all of the shit life threw at her, she could most certainly survive this.
It felt good taking control. Determination was a great feeling, even if you were in prison.
The red light in the room went on. The bald lady told her that it was count time. They would have dinner after that. At 4:30. Dinner. Her rhythm would most certainly be fucked up for the next few days.
After count was over she made her way to the cafeteria. It wasn't really that hard to find; just follow the bald and the weird lady. She made sure she was walking straight. She replaced the twinkle of fear that was spread across her face with a semi confident smile. She didn't really feel attractive in her orange prison clothes, but she had to say that they fit her perfectly. They were comfortable as hell.
They were sitting at the table where they always sat. Piper was sitting next to her, smiling at her every once in a while. After spending some time in the SHU, Piper was practically moaning with every bite of the prison food she took. Nichols was sitting across the table facing the line, telling some very gross story about a plant growing out of her toe. It was just another typical day in prison. Alex looked at Piper and immediately a smile drew across her face. Piper returned the favor with a huge smile that lit up her whole face.
"God, you two should really get your own damn chapel or something." Nichols said while rolling her eyes. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you two weren't even listening to me." she added with fake disappointment.
Alex grinned. "Sorry Nicky." she said with a very sincere voice. "Piper is just distracting me with her food moaning, I can't help it."
Nichols laughed before immediately getting distracted herself when she saw some new orange standing in line.
Nichols whistled softly. "This must be my lucky day." she said while running her hair through her bushy hair. "The fresh meat is getting fresher every fricking time."
Boo plopped down next to Piper. "You talking about the new girl, Nichols?" she said with dirty look on her face. "The things I would do to her." She continued to describe exactly what she would do to her. It wasn't very pretty.
"Let's play a little game of Pussy or Dick?" Nichols suggested.
Piper just shook her head. Boo on the other hand was very excited. "Winner gets a candy bar." she said.
"Okay, Chapman and Vause, pussy or dick?" Nichols asked.
"I didn't even see her face, Nicky." Piper exclaimed. "How do I know someone's sexual orientation by looking at her back?"
Alex quickly glanced over her shoulder to look at the girl. "Definitely pussy." she said confidently with a smile.
Nichols laughed. "See, Chapman? Vause can. So you can too."
"Fine." she sighed. "Dick."
Boo looked troubled. "Though I really want it to be pussy, I'm going to have to go with dick."
"Dick or pussy, it doesn't matter. She will be a full grown lesbian by the end of her sentence when I'm through with her." Nichols said with a smirk. "But, I'm also going with dick."
Alex wasn't even paying attention anymore. She was talking to Piper and concentrating on getting her food down her throat.
"Hey! Orange!" Nichols yelled at the girl. "Come sit here." she ordered.
The girl walked towards their table and sat down next to Nicky. Alex wasn't really interested, so she didn't even look up.
"So, Orange, we were wondering.." Nichols said. "Dick or pussy?"
The girl kept quiet for quite a while. She shook her head and smiled. "Pussy." she said.
Alex's head shot up. She felt like throwing up everything she had just eaten as the walls seemed to be closing in on her. She looked at the girl. She couldn't stop looking at the girl. Tears were forming in her eyes. Her mind was racing at a thousand miles per hour. Somewhere far away she could hear her friends reacting surprised and laughing. She could hear Nichols asking the girl's name somewhere far far away.
"Grey." the girl answered. "My name is Grey."
Alex stood up, took her tray and went for the door. Not looking back as the others were yelling at her to come back. She just needed to get away. Now.