Chapter V: The war begins
I sigh softly as I follow Mag back into the fenced in courtyard that we’ve been in since after breakfast, we just came back from lunch. I’ll give you the run-down of the courtyard, there’s a section of open black top, next to that is three volleyball nets, two tennis nets, and five badminton nets, a little ways from that is about a foot ball field of open grass, and then a few big trees, providing shade, which is where the gang and I are hanging out.
Well we’re kind of split up at the moment, Blaze, Hazel, Kami, and Jaya, who have been in horrible moods since breakfast are sitting at the very edge of the shady area, chatting quietly. Mag, Amber, Namine, and I are sitting at the base of a huge tree, Namine is sitting Amber’s lap and talking to Mag as I stare across the field and ponder about why the other four have their panties in a bunch. After twenty minutes, give or take, I figure that it must have been something that Mag did at breakfast because that seems to be coming up in Namine and Mag’s conversation a lot, but every time Mag glances at me and then changes the subject.
I give up on that for now and make a mental note to ask Mag about it later, instead I turn my thoughts on Blaze’s status as a leader of the gang, before I thought that Blaze was the leader, that all the woman feared, all except for my red headed cellmate, who I thought was like the right hand man of the operation, but now thanks to the split in ranks I see that Kami, Hazel, and Jaya are Blaze’s absolute cronies and Amber and Namine are more loyal to Mag. I sigh softly as I try to understand how this works out without total warfare between Blaze and Mag. My focus is broken as Namine says.
“…………… You better watch out, Blaze is totally pissed now that you’ve started to defy her, she was testing your loyalties at breakfast today, I think she’s gonna try to get rid of you, or just fix you-“ Namine breaks off with a small shudder. Mag just grins. “So it seems that the plot is about to thicken, as long as you girls stand by me, I think that I can show Blaze and her cronies their true place.”
Namine nods and pushes Amber to lie on the ground, using her as a pillow. They both close their eyes, falling asleep in a few minutes. I move into my cellmate’s lap quickly. “What did you do at breakfast?” I ask nonchalantly. She grins a little. “Blaze said that it was time I toughen you up and start beating you, so I told her to go fuck herself because I’ll never hurt you, not like that anyway.” I nod and lean against her more. “Thanks.” I close my eyes and open them after a minute; I lean up and plant a soft kiss on her cheek.
I close my eyes again, thinking back to the day Lindsey told me about Kendal, I was rather shocked that my best friend was gay, but it wasn’t that weird because when we were seventeen we had sex, I don’t remember why, but it was probably out of curiosity, the next mourning we walked off and never talked about it again. I think that was because we didn’t want to admit that it was the best sex we’d had in our entire lives, which was saying something because I’d been sleeping with guys since I was fifteen, and to this day I still haven’t had a more intense orgasm. I wonder if I should have slept with more women. My thoughts are interrupted by a voice.
“Rizzy?” It says and I recognize it as Mag’s. “Yeah?” “What’s it like out there?” She’s staring at the fence that separates us from the rest of the world. “Cold, vicious, mean, and unforgiving, just like this place with bigger walls and a false sense of freedom.” I say after a minute of thought.
“Twelve years, that’s how long I’ve been in here, I wouldn’t mind that, just as long as its freedom.” She wraps her arms around me and drops a kiss on my head. Mag starts to ramble in a low voice. I don’t listen to her instead I think about how Blaze got this powerful, until I’ve got so many questions swimming in my head, I’m dieing to ask a few.
“Mag, how did Blaze get so powerful?” I ask, quickly interrupting her rambling. She opens her mouth but closes it quickly. “I’ll tell you tonight, in the cell.” I nod and lounge against her, leaning up to give her a soft peck on the lips, the masculine woman looks down at me and gives me a small, but heart warming smile. I have this odd feeling that these next five years won’t be so bad.
I close my eyes and I feel a hand slip under my shirt, a finger starts to trace lazy circles around my flat stomach, soothing me and slowly putting me to sleep. I giggle a little as the finger finds my ticklish spot. Soon I drift into a deep sleep.
I open my eyes and blink a few times, as I try to figure out where I am. It takes a second but I soon realize that I’m in my cell on my bed, with Mag nowhere to be seen. I slid out of bed and slip my shoes back on, I look out the window and see that the sun is about to set and realize that I missed dinner.
I head to the TV room and find that neither Blaze nor Mag is in there, which worries me a bit, I start to head down a random hallway in search of Mag, after about twenty minutes I find her at the end of an old hallway with no cameras or guards. Oh and I forgot to mention that she’s currently glaring Blaze down and Blaze is returning that glare. Both of them have bruised knuckles and one of Blaze’s eyes is swollen shut, Mag’s bottom lip is busted open and she has a bruise on her left cheek.
“Mag! Stop it! Your gonna get stuck in solitary if the guards see you.” I say loudly.
“Shut it, I know what I’m doin’.” She retorts as Blaze lets out a spiteful laugh.
“You should listen to your girlfriend, she knows your gonna get beat.” She laughs and Mag lunges forward and punches her square in the face, I hear a crunch and Blaze flies against the wall and slides down it, blood pouring from her nose.
Mag grabs my hand in a tight grip and pulls me back to the cell, when we get into the cell she pushes me onto the bed, and pounces. Her lips claiming mine in a fiery and hungry kiss, which I do my best to return, her hands rip at my shirt as she tries to get it off. We break a part for a long minute of tugging and squirming, then completely naked we return to the bed.
We skip the making out and I set my lips upon her left nipple, sucking and nibbling as she slides two fingers into my vagina, her thumb pressing against my clit hood. I let out a string of loud moans as I slid a hand down to her sex and slid three fingers into her, pounding her hard, moaning as she toys with my clit and thrusts harder, she finds a spot deep inside me that triggers an orgasm instantly, the white hot climax burns away my thoughts as my fingers play in the wonders of Mag’s pussy, soon a warm sticky liquid coats my hand as a body collapses on top of me.
At some point during the night, I cover us with a blanket and I drift asleep in Mag’s arms. I feel as though I’m forgetting some thing though.
In the mourning I smile as I wake up and look over Mag, her cheek and lip have swelled up a lot in the night and I remember that Mag was supposed to tell me about Blaze’s rise to power, but I realize that I don’t need to know anymore, Mag kicked Blaze’s ass last night and won the first battle of the coming war.