"𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 me what was going on, I wish she had just talked to me." Bea told us as we worked in the laundry unit. I was rostered for Kitchen in a few days and I couldn't wait, I'm sick of smelling the scents of laundry detergent. "Yeah but teenagers keep secrets." Lizzie assured her. "Adults do too." I nodded looking at Jacs for a moment. "It was her boyfriend that got her into drugs." Red sighed. "Well they are pretty addictive I mean you can't be mad at someone for it, right? I mean it's not lying if you bend the truth." I spoke not helping, yet I felt guilt over using.
"You're never gonna know what they're up to, kids are into all sorts of stuff." Doreen explained. "Yeah but heroin?" Bea replied as I shrugged, "Yeah course well in my neighbourhood as a kid everyone took a little something. I was 14 when I started shocking I'm not dea-" I rambled on then stopped. "Dead ugly." I finished. "I'll shut up now." I sighed. "I think that's best." Franky joked as I shoved her gently.
"Harry had never even heard of this Brayden kid." She continued as we all shared a look. "What?" Red asked. "Jacs son's name is Brayden." Franky piped up. "Lola told me that he's been MIA, so is she now well threw Vinnie out like dogs dinner." I explained. "Yeah well that could be coincidence." Liz tried to be optimistic. "Yeah right, she's planned it all along." I stated going to Bea.
"You want that favour? Just give us some cash." I whispered to her. "Mates rates, 50 bucks. Offer stands." I informed her with smirk as Bea looked at me. "See usually I'd ask for a little present but 50 bucks will do." I winked as Bea launched for Jacs and Liz grabbed her hair, "Bea stop!" Liz yelled. "What's going on?" Ms Bennett asked as Mr Jackson strolled along, "Come on Bea." He spoke as I whispered to her.
"Remember Bea. I got ya back."
Back to now...
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"𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼 𝗠𝘀 𝗗𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗱𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗼𝘄 are you this morning?" I smiled. "I heard about your interference with Kellie Jones, she's been place in protection." She straightforwardly told me. "What no hello?" I sighed going towards her desk placing my hands on it and leaning over it. "Where's the proof that I'm a bad girl?" I questioned as she took a deep breath glancing over at my chest.
"Someone informed me." Ms Davidson replied. "Lagged." I shook my head, "Are you going to believe them over me?" I wondered standing behind her and spinning her chair around. "Well I don't know, they haven't had previous convictions." She stated. "Defending myself is hardly a conviction Governor." I smiled leaning closer.
