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Well, it was now the next day in prison, also currently Mischief Day, or something like that? Honestly, Aaliyah had no idea. She didn't much sleep either, the pain being too much to handle to where she cried. She wished Janae was there to hold her, but she wasn't that lucky. Fortunately, Carol was there for her now, letting the girl cry it out until she fell to a slumber. Not that the slumber lasted very long, but still, as long as she got some bits of sleep.

Showering was even worse. Cold water hurt, hot water hurt even more, hell even warm water didn't feel very good. In the hospital she was too drugged up to be in pain but as for prison, she felt like her body was constantly on fire. But, she had Carol, who helped the girl, treating her like a daughter. As for now, they were back in the bunk, Aaliyah wincing as Carol helped wrap her ribs back up. "Almost done." Carol mumbled, wrapping it one more time, not too tightly, but enough to support Aaliyah.

Aaliyah leaned against the wall, closing her eyes, she tried not to take too many long or deep breaths. Carol had walked out for a second, coming back with a bottle of pills. "Here, I got you the good stuff. Once it kicks in, you should be good for a few hours." Carol handed Aaliyah two pills, figuring she want a double dosage. Aaliyah took them, taking the water and swallowing them. "Fucking hell, what did I do to deserve this shit?"

Carol frowned, hating to see her like this. She was so used to see Aaliyah being strong, she forgot Aaliyah could break. "Blame it on your mom. Maybe that'll make you feel better." Carol suggests. Aaliyah wanted to laugh so bad but that would only hurt more. "Okay, don't make me laugh, it hurts." Carol smiled, glad Aaliyah felt a little better. She wanted to cheer her up. Cause all Aaliyah could think or talk about was how much she missed Janae. She didn't want Aaliyah to be so down all the time.

"So, what's on the agenda today?" Aaliyah questions, tying her hair up so it was out of the way.

"I'm gonna take you to the salon, get that hair cut. And figure out how to kill Frieda." Carol stated with a shrug, crossing her arms. Aaliyah nods. "Well, I'm down, but I gotta talk to my brother first. Hopefully he's figured out where my girlfriend is." Carol tilt her head, it was still so odd to see Aaliyah say the word "girlfriend" and not cringe of fake a gag. That's how she knew that this Janae girl was definitely someone incredibly special.

A few hours later, Aaliyah got ahold of the phone, making sure she had enough credits before calling Alec's new number. It took a few rings before he answered, Aaliyah sighing in relief for that. "Sister?" Aaliyah smiles at the sound of his voice. "Yeah, it's me. I'm just checkin' in, I got moved from Ad Seg so now I'm in C-block thankfully." Aaliyah spoke, leaning against the wall, the pain pills thankfully had worked so she wasn't in as much pain as before. She had Carol to thank for that, otherwise she would've ended up on hard drugs to bare the pain.

"So you're with Carol? She takin' care of you?" Alec knew about Aaliyah's close bond with Carol, obviously, seeing as he used to drive her to go see Carol. He even visit her once just to see if she was gonna be a good influence on his little sister. He approved of her, seeing as she clearly had Aaliyah's best interests at heart. "Yeah, I actually got put in her bunk, so that's been good. She's been helpin' me." Aaliyah reassured. But she had a feeling Alec would think she's on hard drugs again.

Before he could say anything, she cut him off, "I'm clean, brother. Trust me, I almost broke but Carol's actually keeping me in check. I'm only on pain meds so it's bearable. She's keeping count of my dosage." She could hear her brother sigh in relief, grateful that Carol's keeping the girl in check. "That's good to hear. I'm glad. But, about the trial, it's coming up soon so I'm gonna come see you to go over everything." Alec said.

Aaliyah nods, biting her lip. "You hear anything about Janae?"

"Yes, I found out where she was through my client, Carmen, she's a friend of yours I believe." Aaliyah couldn't help but smile, knowing that was Ouija, her real name being Carmen. "Oh yeah, Ouija, she's cool. I see she took my advice and called you." Aaliyah shook her head slightly, recalling how Ouija said she wouldn't need a lawyer. "Mhm. Anyways, I found out that Janae and a lot of others from Litchfield are in the same prison. FDC Cleveland, Ohio. Dad double checked the records and gave them a call and that's where Janae is for sure."

Aaliyah pursed her lips, trying her best to not get really angry. She wanted to punch something. Fucking fantastic. Janae was all the way in Ohio and probably had no idea if Aaliyah was okay or not. And she had no way to reach her, being in prison and all. It was fucked. Maybe, she could at least write Janae a letter, reassure her that she's okay. "Aaliyah? I know you're upset, but you gotta focus on your trial right now. We can deal with this later."

"Ugh, fine. But the minute this trial is over, you, or dad better get me transferred to that prison immediately." Aaliyah stated. Alec sighs, great, another thing to worry about. "Aaliyah, I know you love this girl but think about this, you're going to Ohio, we won't be there to go and visit you every week. You can't just move your life around to be with her." Aaliyah scoffs, rolling her eyes. "Yes, I can, Alec. There's no point of living if she's not with me. I can't just forget about her. Not when I'm in this deep."

Alec closed his eyes, exhaling, he understood what she meant. He would do the exact same for Teyana. "Okay, then I'm with you. But, we can't get you transferred. You need to do that yourself."

"How?"

"I don't know, pick a fight with someone, pay off a guard, this is on you now. If you wanna be with her, you're gonna have to sacrifice a little."

"Then so be it."

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Aaliyah was in the salon with Carol, getting her hair cut. She was going fully short again, back to how she had it when she first went to prison and met Janae. Considering it was impossible to manage her long hair in prison without the right products, at least in minimum, she was able to buy good products. "She's in Ohio. Fucking Ohio. Can you believe it? Are they even allowed to do that?" Aaliyah complains, Carol used to hearing it. "You bet your fucking ass they are." Carol turns towards the English girl. "So, what are you gonna do about it?"

Aaliyah huffs, she knew she couldn't do anything until after the trial, they would never transfer her until it was over. "Well, I can't do much until the trial is over. After that, I'm considering paying off a guard, or getting into a fight so bad, they'll be forced to transfer me. But that's a bit tricky considering they could transfer me anywhere." Aaliyah explains, glancing back at herself in the mirror.

"Then let's just go to the only logical path. I'll pay off Hellman, get you transferred to Ohio," Carol shrugged. Aaliyah looked at her in shock, almost not believing her. "And why would you do that?" Carol didn't even look at her, still staring ahead. Yeah, maybe it did hurt that she was losing Aaliyah all over again, but it was the right thing to do in the moment. And it would make Aaliyah happy. "I'm trying a new approach. You're clearly unhappy here, and it brings me pain to see you like this. So, I'm going to do the right thing."

Aaliyah blinked a few times, trying to process that. It was a bit shocking to hear. She assumed Carol would be furious with her. Aaliyah couldn't help but let a smile come on. "Thank you. Seriously, it means everything to me."

Carol shrugged like it was nothing, but deep down it was. "If you wanna thank me. Just thank me by being happy."

Aaliyah smiled softly, "I will."

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a/n: aaliyah going back to short hair bc it reminds her of janae, i love her so much 🥲

carol being a mother she never had >> UGH WE STAN BAE

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