CHAPTER 1 - RESTRICTIONS AND ROUTINE

NICOLE'S POV

I sat at the dinning hall with my roommate, having a nasty breakfast as usual. I was concentrating on my lousy food but it feels like I have eyes on me. I looked around the hall and I was right, Shelly and her girls are throwing daggers with their eyes.

When I first arrived here, she was in charge and she was a bully... The first thing she tried to do was to dominate me but I didn't allow it and I became her number one enemy but I don't mind because I am fucked up in the head and I need somewhere to vent.

I don't mind a little challenge and fight every now and then but not today, for the last six months, I have been a delinquent in here but lately, I have a new focus or should I say a distraction. Something else that excites me other than having a fight...

From the corner of my eyes, I saw Shelly and her crew stand up and I know they are coming to pick a fight, ordinarily I wouldn't mind but today is not the day.

" Shit." I cursed when I remembered that my roommate Ruth is seated beside me and she can't fight.

" What's wrong?"

" Get ready to run, Shelly and her girls are coming." I sat upright as I mentally calculated how many more steps it will take before they get to me.

This is not our first rodeo and at this rate, it won't be the last and I will always be prepared for them... Shelly is nothing to be compared to everything I have had to deal with.

" Okay."

At this point, I paid no mind to Ruth, I just wanted to make sure that Shelly doesn't take me unaware... Just as I felt her presence behind me, I carried my plate of oatmeal and dumped it on her face with one swift motion.

" Fuck you bitch." Shelly screamed as she suddenly brought out a knife.

" Hell no, I love men." I always joke around, no matter the situation. It makes me feel better about every situation I find myself in.

I briefly wondered how she smuggled out a knife from the kitchen but I didn't dwell on it as I maneuver her jab and held her hands.

" Argh." She screamed as I twisted her wrist till she let go of the knife and I immediately stepped on it before any of her minions could get a hold of it.

I wrapped my hand tightly on her dainty neck. " Bitch, the only reason you are still alive is because I need some form of entertainment in this godforsaken jail." I squeezed her neck even more as she tapped my hand so that I can let her go. " I have killed five grown ass men and that's not even the reason I am here, I am here only because I want to... So if you ever come to me with a weapon, you won't live to tell the story." I assured her as I pushed her away with force and she crashed to the ground with her minions.

Ordinarily, I wouldn't have let her go with one or two injuries but like I said, today is Thursday and for the last one month, it has become my favorite day and the day I looked forward to... My sentence was for six months but this is my eight month here and it's all because I am a nut case, so I was assigned a therapist and he is an eye candy, I look forward to talking and hanging with him every Thursday.

Jail now suck less since I started speaking to Asher. Well I don't talk much when I am with him, I just admire his beauty and tease him a little.

" Are you okay?" Ruth asked as soon as she returned to the table, I didn't even realize when she left in the middle of all that chaos.

" Of course, I am always fine. She's lucky I am in a good mood."

" I see, you really like him huh?" I blushed at her question as I pictured his perfect handsome face.

" No, I just like the fact that I get to do something different from my normal routine." I lied but not completely.

I hate routine and I hate being restricted and that's why I hate jail. To be honest, I hate a lot of things, like the bathroom and the dinning hall. I don't just hate the bathroom because of the bad state, or because of the nasty food... It's because in the last eight months of being here, I have had my most fights in the dinning hall and bathrooms and it's so fucking disgusting.

" Kingston 42." The warden called me and I couldn't hide the smile that spread across my face because I know that it means that it's time for my therapy.

" I will see you later Ruth."

" Have fun." She teased as I left and hurried to the warden that was waiting at the entrance of the dining hall.

" Come with me." She said grumpily before leading the way.

Jail is hades and I sometimes rue my stupid decision to come here and lay low but since last month, jail has become more suferable because I know that I will get to see the most handsome therapist in the world.

" You have one hour." The warden said immediately she led me to the door.

I have been here many times already and I know how long I have with the hot doctor, yet they keep reminding me.

" Come in." Asher's deep voice resonates from inside the office and it sent shivers down my spine.

I opened the door with a big smile on my face and sashayed into the office but something was wrong. Asher looked dull and maybe even sad.

I have never seen him in a foul mood before, he is always all smiling and he always lifts my spirits. Every time I come here, I always flirt and try to seduce him but he always turns me down even though I know he likes me too but I keep trying to get under his skin because I like how uncomfortable and flustered he gets whenever I make passes at him.

" Asher, are you okay?"

" No, yes. I mean no, I am not okay."

" I know you are the shrink but we are friends now, so feel free to tell me what's wrong." There is just something about his looks and mood that makes me a little worried.

" I ... Damn." He cursed and ran his hand through his thick black hair. " I want to fuck you."