CHAPTER 15 - CHURCH RAT

NICOLE'S POV

"It's done." I pointed out when I got off the phone with Mike. Honestly, having a fucking burner phone in my cell has been fucking fantastic, I am able to get so many things done without lifting a finger or even leaving my cell block.

"What's done?" Ruth asked curiously.

It's been days since her breakup with Peter and there is a chance that everything she said about wanting everything he has was said out of pain but carrying out revenge plans is my forte and I have made her wish happen.

"Everything that Peter Mendoza owns is now officially your's and Peter is completely penniless, like a church rat. I know you didn't ask for this part but I have made sure that all his efforts to bounce back will be frustrated." I said proudly.

I mean as a drug dealer, it's easy to become financially stable again but I will make sure it never happens.

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

"Wow Nicole, I am so happy. Thank you." She jumped on me and she gave me a tight hug.

"You don't have to thank me, I love having revenge and I have one to take care of right now." It's finally time to take care of Shelly once and for all.

She has dodged me enough and now I know her new routine, she likes going to the bathroom when everyone is out. To her, she's trying to deceive me into thinking that she used the bathroom at the same time as others... Initially I thought I usually arrive late when I get to the bathroom and I don't see her but now, I know better.

"You are talking about Shelly right?" Ruth asked just as I jumped down from the top bonk.

"Yeah." I said casually.

"Well you have helped me handle my issues with Peter, so I will help you with Shelly." Ruth said as she got out of bed as well but I really don't want to get her involved.

"You don't have to, I can handle her myself." I said as I grabbed the makeshift weapon that Ruth made for me.

"I know but I want to help." She said confidently.

"Alright then, let's go." We left the cell and made our way to the bathroom, a few people are still there, so I know for sure that Shelly is not here yet. So Ruth and I waited in an empty stall as we watched the inmates leave one after the other and within ten minutes or so, the bathroom was completely empty.

"What now?" Ruth whispered.

"We wait till Shelly shows up." According to my observations, she will be here any moment from now.

True to my words, in the next three minutes, Shelly actually stepped in alone. "Look what the cat dragged in." I said as Ruth and I stepped out of our hiding spot.

"What's going on here?" Shelly asked when she saw the both of us stalking towards her.

"What do you think?" Ruth asked her back and it almost made me laugh.

"I don't want any trouble Nicole, please let me go." She pleaded shamelessly but instead of her pleas to soften my heart, what it managed to do is to infuriate me even more.

"It didn't seem like you don't want trouble when you fucking stabbed me at the dining hall weeks ago. What, did you think I was going to just let your stupidity just slide?" I said as I grabbed her by the throat and I slammed her back against the wall.

"From the first day I stepped into this hell hole, you hated me, why?" I asked curiously because her actions towards me are so weird and so uncalled for.

"I... I ... I." She tried to say but she couldn't make an intelligent sentence, so I eased my hold on her throat. "I'm sorry, please forgive me. I was just so jealous of you..."

"Is that a fucking joke? You are jealous of me when I am in prison with you, what's there to be jealous about?" If she's jealous of me now, what then will she do when she sees my lifestyle outside these walls.

"You are perfect Nicole, you are very beautiful and rich." How can she tell that I am rich when she has no idea who the fuck I am. "Your cell block was specially customized for you, it's beautiful and cozy. It doesn't even feel like a cell and I am just so angry that you picked Ruth of all people as your friend and roommate when it should have been me." She explained and it's so absurd.

Yes I furnished my cell a little bit, it's different and more comfortable than all the other cell but I made sure to eat and do the same thing with them, so I see no need to be jealous.

"Wow, this is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard... You hate me to the point of trying to kill me simply because I am more comfortable than you in the same prison, I mean if you wanted to be a friend, all you needed to do was to say it instead of portraying yourself as an enemy." I held her by the throat tighter as I remembered how I spent over five days in the infirmary because of her and her childish jealousy.

"So... Sorry." She managed to say but I brought out my makeshift knife and I tore her with it in the stomach. "Ahhhhhh." She screamed but I carried her towel that was drap over her shoulder and I shoved it in her mouth to muffle her screams. I tore her again on both of her laps.

The cuts I gave her are not deep enough to make her bleed to death but the are certainly deep enough to give her an everlasting scar... Whenever she sees the scars on her stomach and thighs, it's will be a reminder of her stupidity.

"This is a fucking warning, the next time I come for you. Be rest assured that you won't be alive to tell the fucking story." My initial plan is to either kill her or send her to the infirmary in a bloody mess but after hearing the reason for her stupidity, I kind of felt sorry for her especially as I removed my hand from her throat and she crumbled to the ground in a crying mess.

Shelly just wanted to belong, she was jealous of my lifestyle and friendship with Ruth but all she needed to do is talk, who says I can't have more than a friend.

"I'm really sorry, I just wanted to get your attention." She said while sounding pathetic while her blood is flowing all over the bathroom floor.

"That was a stupid way to get my attention but now you have it, get the fuck up and clean up this mess." I instructed.

I know I am acting mean right now but she fucking stabbed me and I can't let that slide because if I do, she will definitely try again and I might not be lucky... I watched her as she struggled to get up from the bathroom floor and then when she was finally up, she opened the shower and the water started washing off the blood. I used the opportunity of the running shower to wash her blood off the knife but as I moved closer to her, she fainted.

"I am not going to hurt you Shelly, I would have done it already if I wanted to." I washed off the makeshift knife and then I took a quick shower in another stall before I left the bathroom with Ruth.

I made my way back to my cell and then I hid the makeshift knife before I climbed my bed. I feel relieved to have finally put Shelly in her place, although I feel kind of sorry for her.

"Wow that was amazing but maybe now that we know that Shelly is not all that bad, maybe you can make friends with her. It's obvious that she wants to be your friend." Ruth suggested but what if Shelly was just putting on an act just to make sure I don't kill her and if I pull her under my wings, she might end up stabbing me in the back literally.

"Well we will see about that, I have to watch her closely first just to be safe." I can't afford to make any mistakes because of sympathy.

I dried my hair from the wetness of the shower and then I put my hair in a messy ponytail and before I knew it, it was time for breakfast.

Lucy and I left the cell and we made our way to the dining hall, we all filed on a straight line, waiting for our turn to get our food and it reminded me of the time Shelly stabbed he in front of everyone... I looked around for her and I saw her walking in but this time around, she was walking in alone without her minions.