Jason's visit has really disturbed me , it's all I think about . Those words I said to him , I've never been so expressive of myself towards him before .
I made you who you are today
It's always been there , we've always known that I was the core to our success but I've never said it straight to his face . I feel so guilty , it feels so hurtful .
It's been two months since Jason's visit . My mind doesn't pay much attention to its surrounding anymore . I bath , eat , lie down , read some of the books Peter gave me , eat dinner, another bath then I sleep for the night. That's just it , the same schedule over and over and over again .
Word has it that Genna , the behavioral therapist, is coming back today, which means that I wont be following the same old schedule anymore .
And to add to that tragedy , I'll be moved to another facility- still in this prison . From what Isabella said , the behavioral class convicts are separated from other convicts .
And how we are treated it also different from other convicts , genders are mixed there , we are allowed to visit each others cells , you can sleep at whatever time , there are extra activities like gardening , art , cooking and baking . All of this is because the is maximum security here. We are under a watchful eye .
At the moment I'm eating lunch with Isabella, she's going on about her first experience in Paris with her late husband .
"... and then he said 'I cant buy you Chanel , she and I dont get along . But I can get you a custom made Louis Vuitton made straight by his hands . Only custom made is worth my wife ." She says then begins to wonder off to her own world .
I wonder if she regrets killing her husband . She seems to love him very much, but as she said , her greed for money got in the way .
We start going on and on about the latest Louis Vuittons , I tell her about the last runway show I'd been to , and she coos about how much she'd missed it .
Mr Pervert walks over to where we get our food and the he hits the metal table with a huge metal spoon . Everyone goes quiet and all eyes turn to him .
"All convicts who had been referred to the behavioral therapist, stand and head to the clerk's office . Prepare to be moved to your new facility !" He yells , his eyes dont even blink as he says this , his fore head is as wrinkled as a twenty year old leather jacket that's been stuffed in a suitcase as he yells.
Isa and I stand and hold hands as we walk to the clerk's. When we get down to the clerk's office after what felt like two million flights of stairs , we're both exhaling like fat pigs .
We find a petite , black haired woman . Her skin is brown and oily, she has no make up , she's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen . Her eyes are brown and her lips are oddly the same colour as her skin . She's in a blue Jean, a white t-shirt and sneakers .
She is talking to the clerk who has her glasses squeezing her rose-pink nose down . How is she breathing . Genna nods at something the glass-down-clerk says . And then she smiles , her pearly whites almost blinding me , my heart pangs with jealousy . Am I that pretty ?
"Stop drooling." Isabella Latin accent says . Am I... drooling? I pat my chest , nope what the hell . Isa laughs .
"You're staring at her . Stop that , its rude." She says .
I nod . Genna wavers for everyone to follow her . And soon enough we arrive to our facility . It doesn't look much like a prison .
It almost looks like apartments . There's grass greating us at the entrance , a huge brick building. Three floors high , and behind it there's a white wooden fence , the vegetable garden I guess .
When we enter the building, Isabella takes me by the hand and rushes to the stairs like a teenage girl .
The hallway is very bland , its dull . Grey walls , with white doors , a cement floor that doesn't look very appealing. The rooms are much better . Floors are wooden , although there's a camera at the top left corner of the room .
A poster behind the door saying : Please do not get dressed in the rooms as there is 24 hours surveillance. You are advised to get dressed at the showers .
Now this is paradise. There are two single beds , just like back at college . Isabella throws herself onto the bed then says .
"This has been my room for four years straight . The floor underneath this one is the boys floor , and the ground floor is mixed , Genna sleeps here at the top floor with us . " she says .
Then an intercom I didnt notice was there speaks very loudly .
"All convicts please report to the hall . I repeat all convicts are to report to the hall . " the voice says .
Isa pulls me by my hand again and then she leads us to the so called hall . When we get there , I see that the behavioral convicts are about fifty or sixty not as many as I thought . I mean you'd imagine that all convicts would take this class for shorter sentencing . But nope , we're only sixty .
The hall is bage is colour. Its filled with chairs and unknown people , the wall are bare , no picture hanging on it , nothing except a clock .
"Hi everyone , as you all know I am your behavioral therapist. My name is Genna Usher and I'd love to know you . So as we do every year , you'll tell us your name, nickname of necessary, what your are in jail for and what you hope to achieve with me as your behavioral therapist. " she says , her voice is husky but very sweet . Isabella stands .
"I am Isabella Milan Gónzales. You can call me Isa or Bella , I am arrested for murder and I hope to achieve peace and an anger-free life outside of prison." She says . And then smiles .
"Hi Isabella. " everyone says . Genna's eyes meet mine and then she nods .
"I am ... uh." I stutter .
"Dont be shy , we're all friends ." Genna cheers , I look at the circle and at that moment I notice that I'm surrounded by murderers , rapists and thieves .
Wow Cassandra
"I am Cassandra Sm- I mean Miller . You can call me Cassiey . I am arrested for attempted murder and assault . I'm not really sure what it is I want to achieve here." I say in full honesty .
"Hi Cassandra. " everyone says coherently.
Wow , what the fuck did I just say that made everyone seem so interested in me .
Author's note .
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