THE STORIES THAT Val heard about solitary were certainly accurate, it was fucking boring as shit. The lights were always on so she had no clue how long she was there. All she could think about was if anyone was wondering about her, even if she didn't really have any friends at that moment.She was mad at herself, more than she was mad at Vee for so obviously planting those cigarettes there. She was mad at herself for being so vulnerable with Janae that it landed her in this shitty situation.
Val didn't even know what she liked about Janae, she was a total bitch. Janae was a total bitch who always had something to say, and no doubt she had already told the rest of the group about what Val did, and how stupid she was for doing it. How she completely embarrassed herself in front of a girl she had a 'small' crush on.
Val couldn't help to be drawn to that, though.
And she also couldn't stop thinking about Poussey, and that whole pathetic argument they had. Val knew it was wrong for her to get all sensitive about it, she didn't even want to be part of the cigarette business so she didn't know why she started whining about it.
This place was getting to her.
To be fair, it wasn't really her fault she was in prison. Yes, she broke into some guys house and almost shot him in his penis but is that really a bad thing?
Val let out a short breath and gazed up at the ceiling, she didn't have the energy to even eat. The food certainly wasn't very mouth-watering either, so it wasn't a huge thing. But every second felt like a year, and the fact other people had to stay in there for months at a time was terrifying.
Val wanted to cry, but tears couldn't come out.
She spent two days feeling sorry for herself in that tiny room, either passed out on the floor or trying to do a handstand against the wall and ultimately failing, causing her to bawl her eyes out and then fall asleep again.
After God knows how long, (only two days), Val heard three words that made her finally have the energy to pick herself up off the floor. "Inmate, you're out." A guard with a deep voice harshly opened the cell door, staring down at the half-awake blonde.
Every step Val took out the building and into that same van again, made her feel like she was about to fall over any second.
For some odd reason, she was not excited about coming back.
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"AH, CAMERON." HEALY spoke as Val was ushered into the common room. The blonde had no idea why she had to go in there, the only warning she got was getting pushed in by a guard. "I've been expecting you."
Ew. Nonce.
That was probably the reason why she was out of the SHU so quick, to be apart of whatever this weird cult thing was. There were like ten inmates sat in chairs in a circle which just looked odd.
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CINNAMON, janae watson
FanfictionThere's things I wanna say to you, but i'll just let you live. Like if you hold me without hurting me, you'll be the first who ever did. ♡ She is kind, heart made of honey. And she is reserved, the opposite of sunny. No one would ever think...