Page 43 of Prison Snatch


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She tried not to frown at the young woman as she walked by, but she gave her the side-eye as she took a seat on the metal stool.

Heaven glanced over at the young girl’s ass print still indented on her bed, relieved that she always used a second blanket as a covering for her bed during the day.

“Now tell me. Who jumped you?”

She blew out a breath, her hands shaking as she held onto the box of tampons. “My moms,” she answered, taking a hand and wiping her face. “And her trashy, crazy-ass friend. Both them messy bitches got it comin’, though.”

“Your mother? Wait. Your mother is here, too?”

The young girl shook her head. “No. She was here visiting me.”

Tears streamed down her face again. Heaven really didn’t feel like taking on this girl’s problems, but she looked like she needed a hug.

Wait. Well, she wasn’t about to hug the stank girl, but she’d at least be an ear for her to bend, before she kindly put the girl out of her cell. Besides, curiosity had gotten the best of her.

“Well, why did they attack you?”

Her nostrils flared. “Because her ass still mad at me for stabbin’ up her dirty-ass boyfriend.”

Heaven blinked. “And why’d you stab him?”

Her nose flared. “Because I got tired of him beating her up.” Now she was sobbing, snot sliding out of her nose. “I did that shit for her ass ‘n’ the bitch actin’ like he the damn victim. I shoulda just let ’im beat her ass. Again.” She sniffed back what sounded like a glob of snot. “Maybe I shoulda stabbed her dumb ass instead.”

Heaven quickly stood up and retrieved a box of tissue from off her shelf and handed the box to her. She spat phlegm into the tissue, then grabbed more and blew her nose. Then she wiped her face with the same snotty tissue.

Ugh.

God this wretched girl obviously had very little home training.

The girl yanked out several more sheets of tissue, then blew her nose again. She looked up at Heaven, who was now leaning back against the frame of the bunks.

“That stupid bitch actin’ like I killed his thievin’ ass,” she spat. “All he does is smoke weed and drink, then come in all hours of the night talkin’ shit like he somebody’s boss. Don’t nobody wanna hear that shit all the time. He don’t even work. All he wanna do is walk around in his dingy drawz scratchin’ his big, ole nasty balls.”

Heaven gave thought to asking her how she knew about the size of his balls, then quickly dismissed the idea. She really didn’t want to know.

“I’m sure your mom will come around,” Heaven offered, going back over to her locker and gathering some hygiene items for the young girl. The little bitch’s odor was starting to really kick up the more she cried. And it was making Heaven gag.

“Fuck her!” the girl spat. “All that baldheaded bitch care about is drinks, dick, and dumbness.”

Heaven frowned.

The girl’s hand flew to her head and patted it. “Ohmygod! I hate that ghetto bitch. She really fucked my muthafuckin’ scalp up.”

Heaven gave her a sympathetic look. “Oh, I’m so sorry.”

She grunted. “Don’t be. All she cares about is Knutz’s ugly ass. All he wanna do is go out and knock niggahs in they heads and rob ’em. She so fuckin’ stupid.”

Knutz? Heaven cringed. She didn’t really know what to say to what she was hearing, but she needed, no wanted, to know who the hell was some man named Nuts.

“Wait, did you call your mother’s boyfriend Nuts, as in a bag of nuts?”

The girl sniffled again, giving her a look. “No. Not like the nuts you swallow,” she corrected. “It’s Nuts with a Kay at the beginning and a Zee at the end. Knutz.”

Heaven truly felt sorry for the girl, but she had heard enough. And her stomach was starting to churn from the girl’s atrocious breath.

She walked back over to her locker and began gathering personal hygiene items. Then she handed the young, distressed, stinky-ass girl a bag filled with two bars of soap, some deodorant, a tube of Colgate, a toothbrush, some cocoa butter lotion, a vinegar/water douche kit, and an unopened tube of Monistat cream to kill whatever fungus she was sure the nasty girl had between her legs.

“I’m sorry to hear that your mother and her friend fought you at—”

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