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Innocent Prisoners chapter twenty one
daisyDaisy listened with a happy smile on her face. She had her head on Seth's chest, listening to the deep rumble as he read Cinderella word by word. Though a little staggered, she appreciated the effort he put in emphasising his words, making it as dramatic as possible. He also quietly, yet with full confidence, changed his voice to match the characters.She remembered how thrilled she was to see the brand new book on the shelf in the prison common room. It was a dark, violent version of the classic fairy tale which made it a lot more fitting to be seen in such a place. Seth was still treating her like a princess and doting on her every need. She didn't think it would be possible that his unique infatuation for her could increase but it did the moment she woke up and he wished her a happy birthday.While locked away, time wasn't a factor. Maybe for some that were counting down the days but the longer Daisy was in there, the more she couldn't imagine being anywhere else. She would
Innocent Prisoners chapter twenty two
daisyDaisy clutched onto her bloated stomach, pain clawing its way through her insides. It was the time of the month that she especially hated being locked away, yet ironically proceeded to hide away in her cell for as much as she could, which unfortunately wasn't as much as she'd like. The prison schedule wasn't very sympathetic to her situation. Usually her periods wouldn't be so terrible as they were usually predictable and manageable. But perhaps her recent stress and anxiety had caused a riot in her body because the pain was now excruciating. "It hurts," she groaned into her pillow, hugging her knees into her chest tighter in an attempt to squeeze away the cramps. It didn't work."I know, my love, I know. But, you've had enough paracetamol for now. You have to wait a few hours before I can give you more," Seth said, voice full of pity for his little angel. She rocked herself for comfort and shook away the hand that was comforting her. "I don't want your pity I want drugs."Her
Innocent Prisoners chapter twenty three
daisy"People are looking at me," he grumbled into her ear.Nobody would dare judge Seth Knight so openly. So without looking up, Daisy knew he was exaggerating and everyone was minding their own business and eating their lunch. She looked at the intricate tattoos on his neck that peeked out from his sweatshirt collar, now coloured in neatly with felt tip pens."That's because you're so pretty," she giggled and poked his jaw.He pulled her closer by the waist to deliver a soft kiss on the crown of her head and mumbled, "not as beautiful as you," making warmth rise to her cheeks immediately."Maybe I should get a tattoo too," she said absentmindedly. She'd sometimes see inmates getting tattooed in a guy named Pete's small dingy cell, the outcome being far more beautiful than she'd expect from his DIY methods. She had seen there were a few more people that would offer tattoos in exchange for contraband but from prison gossip that Seth would tell her, Pete was the best."Definitely not,"
Innocent Prisoners epilogue
daisyShe mentally concluded that manual labour was not for her as she scrubbed the graffiti with nothing but a sponge and soapy water. Daisy decided she deserved a life of being able to sleep and eat whenever she wanted. Not to mention her giant list of hobbies that had miraculously doubled since leaving prison. However, the feeling of fresh air and infinite space was something she couldn't get enough of. The idea that if she were to run, there wouldn't be walls to stop her. It was hard to imagine only a month had passed since she was incarcerated. It would've felt like a dream if it weren't for her vivid memories of Seth. Now every other day she was scrubbing walls and picking up litter with weekly check ins with a corrections officer, despite it having being proven she wasn't guilty. The court decided to make an example out of her as her family were so obnoxious and assumed her to be the same. They announced that due to the abstraction of justice, her sentence turned into a fine
Innocent Prisoners prologue
daisyDaisy kept her eyes focused on her fiddling fingers, not wanting to make eye contact with anyone. She was hardly even paying attention to what the judge was saying, despite it probably being very important.The heated stares could be felt from her stand and every camera only added thousands more. Being one of the daughters of the owner of Harrington and Co, it was no surprise the arrest caught attention from the media. The incident was a shock for all that had heard about it and proceeded to paparazzi following the family to catch a glimpse of the ethereal beauty. Never was it heard of Daisy to do anything seen as bad, having usually being out of the public eye and inside reading her books. So, it was more than a surprise to hear of the quiet angel breaking the law. Everyone was anxious to know the verdict, eager to find out what the sentence was for the girl. "Miss Daisy Harrington is found guilty for theft and assault of a police officer. Sentenced for twelve months in priso
Innocent Prisoners chapter one
daisyHer dark brown hair fell down her back in shiny waves, covering the back of the bright orange jumpsuit Daisy was forced into. The metal cuffs were cold around her wrists and the chilly air made her shiver. Her uniform was several sizes too big for her so she turned the long sleeves into mittens, covering as much of her skin as she could past the cuffs. The pant legs were folded loosely but luckily her white trainers fit perfectly on her size 3 feet. Daisy spent most of the journey to the prison asleep, wanting nothing more than to wake up and realise it was all a terrible nightmare. She was occasionally woken by the driver's bad driving and the numerous bumps in the road. The three prison officers, in the car with her, conversed amongst themselves so she stayed quiet to avoid getting into trouble. One of them, Dave, was the friendliest out of all of them. He had seen how terrified the little girl was and tried to make small talk. Daisy suspected that he took pity on her becaus
Innocent Prisoners chapter two
daisyThe walls shook with the sound of bell, waking Daisy from her sleep. During the night, she wasn't able to get much and if she did, it wasn't very deep so she woke up exhausted. She slowly sat up, remembering to bend her head so it didn't hit the top bunk, and groaned at the wet pillow, stained with tears. Her cheeks flushed in embarrassment at the thought of Owen hearing her cry throughout most of the night.Her cellmate was standing in the small area they had next to their beds, leaning against the wall and looking out of the bars as if he were waiting for something. "Good," she started but coughed from her dry throat. "Good m-morning." She said shyly to him. He didn't look at her but replied quietly, "we don't have 'good' mornings here.""Sorry." She quickly apologised. Daisy didn't really know what for but she didn't want to get on the bad side of anybody, especially her cellmate. "You have to toughen up if you want to survive here. Can't go around being all small and qui
Innocent Prisoners chapter three
daisyShe ate the rest of her breakfast in silence. Both because she didn't know what to say after he turned her cheeks scarlet, and because she wasn't a chatty person anyway. Luckily, it was a comfortable silence rather than the awkward ones she was used to with her family. Daisy sat for a moment and sipped the last of her water, before Seth grumbled, "c'mon," as he stood up from the bench.Daisy looked at him, slightly startled as she didn't know where he wanted them to go. "W-where?" she asked, stumbling over the word and the bench at the same time. He put his hand on the small of her back to steady her, though he didn't let go as they walked out of the canteen and through a large hallway. If anything, he pulled her closer by wrapping his arm around his waist almost possessively. She thought he was very touchy-feely for someone she had only met that morning, but she didn't seem to mind all that much. "The common room is where we go in free time." She assumed the 'we' was prisone
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