Chapter 3

 Chapter 3

Lola,

“You are way out of the fucking line, Bob.”

My sweet angry lawyer said, making me stop my weird laugh and smile at her. I didn’t interact with her that much. Only the questions she asked me which were basically less than ten because the rest, she was informed by the family.

But I trust her. She was a friend of Jason's and he was a good friend of Ariel, so I was sure she was doing the best for me.

“You stupid. You cuffed her before making her change her clothes?”

The man called Bob snarled at the officer who cuffed me, making the man stop and stare at me in confusion, but then he pushed me forward harshly this time.

“She will change her clothes after she is processed in prison, so it doesn’t matter.”

The man said, sneering, and I swallowed harshly. I opened my mouth to ask them which prison I was sent to, but Isabella talked again, growling like an angry lioness.

“The judge had lost her fucking mind. We had an understanding, and she thought it was better if Lola was sent to a correction institution for a while after her first actual hearing, but all of a sudden this? She even refused to accept my request for bail.”

The woman said through gritted teeth and I frowned because this made me wonder. Did someone threaten the judge, or she was paid to do so?

“They want to get rid of me.”

I said in a croaked voice and Isabella’s head snapped harshly in my way that I heard it crack, then she nodded her head once.

“You got that, ha? But I swear that bitch was squeaky clean. I had her background checked, and I stood in front of her a couple of times. She can’t be bought or bribed, so what the fuck has happened in the last two weeks since I met her?”

She said while she tapped the floor with her Louis Vuitton high heels and this man called Bob frowned at the both of us.

“I don’t know what you are talking about it was a miracle she stayed here for this long anyway, the only thing I know is that she must be cleared out of here before noon and admitted to her next home where she might spend her sentence there.”

The disgusting man said, making my lawyer huff and giving him a disgusted look before she turned around and gave me her entire attention.

“I want you to stay strong, never show any signs of weakness. If anyone tried to get to you, get to them first. Don’t be anyone’s bitch, Lola. Never be weak, even if you are down on the floor bleeding and taking your last breath. This prison is like an ocean full of sharks that sniff wounded and hurt small fishes and feed on them. Do you understand me?”

The woman said harshly and when I kept staring at her silently; she snarled and slapped my right cheek harshly so that I tasted blood, but then I nodded my head and she hugged me even though the people around us didn’t like it.

“When I got the news yesterday, I made a few calls. Two correction officers and some inmates there owe me and I told them about you so you won't be alone and someone will always have your back, so don’t worry. Stay strong, cariño.” ‘Sweetheart.’

When she pushed me away and stared me in the eyes and I nodded my head quickly in order not to get another slap. She has a firm hand.

After she gave me another one firm look, she let me go, and I was pushed out of my cell which has been my home for almost two months now.

Everything else was like a blur. I was processed out of the police station and pushed inside a big white van. I didn’t even have the time to check what was written on its side.

I saw a small red car following us and for a moment I thought I saw Michael driving it, but when I tried to get a clear view from the small window in the van, I was pushed back to my seat.

We made one more stop and four more women got inside, Some of them were cuffed to the van by their hands and feet and they kept sneering at me during the ride.

I kept to myself most of the time, thinking about this huge change and Isabella’s words. I must be strong and never show weakness.

I was taught to take care of myself since I started to stand on my feet. I was prepared for anything life might throw at me, even though back then I knew that I was well protected.

Between my brother and him, no one would dare touch me. Even Gabriel held a special spot for me, even though he didn’t show it much.

He isn’t good at expressing his feelings and similar emotions.

The car stopped, and we were pushed out of it and inside the huge building and I inhaled deeply before we were pushed inside. I wanted to breathe in the clear, sweet free air before being locked up again.

“Welcome to Rikers Island correctional facility, where all your dreams come true.”

A female officer said, grinning, and the ones accompanying us laughed at her words, making her smirk.

“So boys what we have here, hmmm? Oooh, and here it is, ladies and gentlemen. The talk of the island recently.”

The woman said again as she read our files and my heart thudded inside of my chest harshly when she said those words in amusement because I knew that she meant me.

“Hmm, I think I give you one night before you would be torn apart. Inmates here were begging for new meat and I think you will satisfy them.”

The woman said, sneering in my face and I just stared at her blankly without any type of emotions showing on my face.

“Easy there, just sign the papers and let us go, then you can do whatever the fuck you want. I can’t be here listening to all of this shit you are saying.”

Bob said, making the woman turn around to grin at him. Then she signed the paper and whispered something, making him nod his head and leave.

But before he left, along with the other officer, they gave me a look that might pass as sympathy before they just rushed out of this hellhole.

“Now ladies, take off your clothes and open your arms wide for me.”

The woman said, licking her lips and I almost gagged because right now she looked like one of those rapists on the news.

But I took off my clothes along with the other women and stood up, fighting the urge to hide my bits and pieces.

The woman checked us one, then the other, and then she asked us to squat and cough, making me take a step back while the other women did as they were told.

“Do it, sweetheart, I need to check if you brought something to my prison or not. It is the procedure, I swear.”

I bit the inside of my mouth and was about to do what the CO asked the moment another male CO entered the small crowded room.

But I didn’t hesitate this time and just did it and the woman smirked as she went to the man who was standing by the door, holding something in his hand.

We were given a jumpsuit. Mine was red, different from the others, then we were pushed outside and made to walk deeper into the prison.

I thought that we would stay in some kind of room before we were sent to our cubes or rooms or whatever the fuck they were called, but no, we were assigned to our bunks right on.

The inmates with me were sent to their bunks and I had to walk for a while before we stopped in front of an opened cell.

“Here is your future and forever home, little sweet bean. I hope that our accommodation suits you and you hopefully would enjoy your stay with us.”

The woman said cackling, and I didn’t spare her a look as I walked inside my room like she called it and looked around.

There were four beds, two bunks on each side, a stainless steel toilet with a small sink above it, and that was it.

Nothing else in that damn cell, not even one of those steel mirrors or hangers or even a small table. It was entirely bare.

“Aww, look at how disappointed she is. Don’t worry, we will bring you someone to play with soon. I promise you won’t be alone for long. Diaz, finish up in here and come. We have a meeting.”

The female officer said, then she left us and I turned around to look at the other male officer who was following us silently.

He walked toward me slowly and I took a couple of steps back, hitting the wall, making him stop and then he sighed as he lowered himself slowly and put something on the floor.

“A small hairbrush, a bar of soap, a toothbrush, and some other necessities. Isabella asked me to give you that because the money in your commissary will take some time before it rings in your account. I will bring some other stuff by evening. I can’t walk around with them on me. My name is Diaz; if you need something, please ask me.”

The CO said, then he stood up, closing my cell and leaving me alone. My legs shook, and I just fell on my ass to the floor sobbing while I put my hand above my mouth to prevent any voice from coming out.

Everything that happened to me so far came crushing down on me and I felt like suffocating. At that moment, I truly understood that my life had ended.