001 ☛ cecelia/roman
Cecelia rolled her eyes “Shut up, you’re always bringing him up and it’s not even fair. Doesn’t your best friend get mad whenever you talk about his girlfriend’s dead ex boyfriend?” she licked her lips “Not worth another charge” she shook her head, her long black hair cut short “No”
“Silas told me, he’s been trying to work from that door. You need to step up, I don’t want her to turn into a mummy, she deserves better” she bit down on her bottom lip “Roman, I” she stuttered, her eyes looking at his as she tried to find the words “You need to get me to the SHU and you need to tell Silas” her voice seemed lower, she was scared of what she was going to tell “Roman, I’m pregnant” she prsssed her lips together, her eyes looking down before a laugh escpaed her lips “It’s Collin’s” she stated “Does that answer your questions about my weight?”
roman looked at her, a laugh escaping his lips. “why is it that you call him your ex-boyfriend as if he was never my best friend? which he originally was until he snaked me and your ass who was a minor at the time hopped on his dick.” he said looking at her, “i could have easily called the cops on him, but seeing the life drain from his eyes when i shot him, left me feeling invincible.” he shrugged his shoulders, “but not really, he enjoys the story, he’s always wanted to kill somebody, i should tell him to kill you.” he joked, letting out another laugh. “but why do you always hop on my best friend?” roman looked at her, “well, then, fight your way until you run this shit, you’re a bradford.” he shook his head at her following words, “this is why they should have sent you to public school.”
“i can’t do anything, she doesn’t even look at me when i walk in. she’s dead inside. violette just isn’t there anymore, she’s gone.” roman raised a brow at her inability to speak, “why can’t you just get you-” he stopped speaking, “what?” he let out a chuckle, out of disbelief, not humor. “have you been taking your prenatal pills? have you gotten a sonogram?” he asked, “well, then i guess you need to get into shu.” he looked around the room, before mouthing, “punch me, and punch me hard. act like a psycho, and then when the corrections officers are carrying you, try to punch one of them, that’ll get you into shu.”














