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This was exactly what Heaven didn’t need in her life right now. More drama and another damn fight. But she’d do whatever she had to do to defend herself.
To the left of Dread Girl was a young redbone with red dyed hair. She was lean and toned like a track runner, and wore a menacing look on her face. While on the Dread’s right side stood a cute, slim, brown-skinned girl sporting a short, boyish cut.
Both girls looked like former hole-in-the-wall strippers, with sexualities that swung either way the wind blew.
Heaven’s pulse ticked upward, but she kept her composure.
Dread Girl sneered. “Yeah, I thought that was you with all that sweet ass bouncing. You remember me?”
Heaven feigned ignorance, quickly glancing over at Clitina and her three comrades who were now watching the action unfold with their arms folded.
Realizing she was on her own, once again, Heaven knew this encounter would end real ugly. But she’d fight all three of them with no hesitation. She just needed to brace herself.
Heaven stared at Dread Girl, then looked her up and down. “Should I?”
“Yeah, bitch,” Dread hissed. “What you did to my girl, Snake, was mad foul. Hope you didn’t think we was gonna let you get that off.”
Heaven shrugged. “I’m sorry about what happened to snake girl, but she deserved every stitch she got to her face for how she came into my cell, and tried to push herself up on me. You should know that, since you were there.”
Dread Girl sneered. “I thought you said you didn’t know me.”
“I don’t,” Heaven snapped. “But what I do know is, your little friend was pissed that I didn’t want to give her freaky-ass any of this pussy. And, for the record, she put her hands on me, first. So, I did what I had to do. And I’d do it again,” Heaven stated vehemently. “So either do what you came to do, or please get the hell out of my face.”
“Fuck all the talk, Lea,” the redbone snapped, glancing at her watch. “Let’s beat this bitch’s ass and be on our way. Shit.”
What Heaven didn’t know was, a big brawl had been staged on the other side of the large yard to distract the COs while the young dread and her friends quickly handled her.
“Let’s get this bitch, now,” the redhead snapped as she lunged forward.
Heaven quickly stepped back. But before the redhead could get anywhere near her, she was unexpectedly met with a homemade club to the right side of her head, knocking her to the gravel, giving Heaven enough time to pull her razor from her sports bra and slash Brown Skin across the face.
The girl screamed out in pain, grabbing her face. Blood poured out through her fingers, causing Dread Girl’s eyes to open in sudden shock. She hadn’t wanted to confront Heaven, but she’d had no choice. She’d been forced to. Now it was too late to back out.
“You fuckin’ bitch!” she yelled as she reached for her shank she’d hidden under her shirt, charging toward Heaven. But Clitina and her three friends pounced on her, slashing her with razors they’d suddenly spat out of their mouths. The blades sliced into Dread Girl’s face and neck, causing blood to splatter everywhere.
Stunned at how expertly each girl used their blades, Heaven quickly stepped back from the attack trying to keep blood from getting on her. She’d already gotten blood on her hands and arm from slicing the chick with the boy cut across the face. She didn’t want blood splattering on her clothes and sneakers, too.
Then, in a wild rush, one of Clitina’s friends—an attractive, dark-skinned female—reached down and yanked Brown Girl’s head back and sliced her across her neck in one swift motion, leaving her to bleed out.
Heaven gasped in shock.
“Let’s get the fuck out of here ’fore the COs get here,” two of the girls said as they pulled Clitina by her arm. The four girls ran off with their bloody razors, laughing as they ran in the opposite direction, leaving Heaven standing there with three bodies at her feet.
Then it hit her.
Ohmygod!
She had to get away from the scene before the COs realized another fight had taken place, and charged her—again, for yet another bloody brawl. But this time there were bodies, dead bodies—well at least one body, which potentially meant more criminal charges and spending the rest of her time in prison on twenty-three-hour lock.
Heart beating fast and hard, Heaven took off running. She’d pray for her sins later, she thought as she scattered away from the blood bath; losing herself in a sea of women.
THIRTY
We’re Gonna Tear This Mother Out . . .
Warden Kate couldn’t wait to get back to the confines of her office, behind her locked door, to her coveted flask. She needed a damn drink. These bitches had gone too damn far. Again. And now she had the commissioner breathing down her neck. He wanted answers. Like, “How the fuck had one woman gotten severely sliced, another’s head bashed in, and a third’s throat slit, while another two women were being badly beaten on the other side of the yard, and not one breathing, goddamn soul saw a damn thing?”
And the one camera that could have shed light on the head-bashing and slashings had no footage. None! Somehow, the camera had malfunctioned.
