Who the Hell is this?

"That asshole must be out of his senses!" Elena fumed. 

"Well, I shouldn't be too bothered by that. He has always shown symptoms of craziness." She spat out with disgust. 

"I agree with you!" Bryan stated and chuckled. It was the following day and the duo were together in the call room. 

"Wait, what did he even say I did wrong to him?" Elena asked him, but before the latter could reply, she spoke up, as an afterthought. 

"Scratch that, what can I possibly did wrong to him to attract such heinous plan? He is just a crazy fellow. So, what did you tell him?" Elena inwhired

"I haven't given him a definite response per se. But you should know what I can do, or don't you?" Bryan replied her with a question. 

"Of course, I do. I know you won't ever let that cocky dipshit order you around." She stated. 

"Right! I am currently putting a plan together. Don't worry, I will get him off your back." He maintained. 

"May I ask you how? I mean, I know you can't afford to sever your ties with him since he is the one who has a direct contact with the man you are after." She pointed out. 

"You don't worry! I will just have to do what I have vowed to never do, again!" He informed her, with an evil chuckle. 

"And what is that?" She inquired curiously. 

"You don't need to know!" He replied her, firmly. 

"Oh, I see..." She stated much to herself and knew that was the end of their conversation. 

 ~

"Oh my, there is our most handsome, looking great as always!" Flora exclaimed and called Jessica's attention. They were at the laundry room where they were working for the day and Bryan with four other men had been led through the room to another area where they would work on some machines. The guard leading them had stopped briefly to talk with the guard monitoring Jessica and her colleagues. 

"Yeah, right!" Jessica stated and glanced over at where the men were standing, waiting for their guard. 

"His eyes are so dreamy. Aren't they really too beautiful for a man?" Jessica asked her friend and smiled softly. 

"What is wrong with you, today?" Flora inquired. 

"As how?" Jessica was confused. 

"You are agreeing with me that the man is actually the most handsome here ... That is strange. You have always bashed him and would call him all sorts of bad names whenever you heard me gushing over him." Flora reminded her. 

"Oh, right!" Jessica exclaimed with a knowing smile. 

"Oh, right? What is that supposed to mean, girl? Have you finally seen his attractive features? Are you crushing on him now like every other female inmates in here?" Flora asked her with a mischievous smile. 

"Crushing on him? That is a stretch, Flora. Don't be ridiculous, girl!" Jessica protested. 

"Hun, really?" Flora insisted. 

"Let me tell you something, okay! I actually find people with bad attitude, ugly, no matter how attractive they are. I admit he is good looking now only because I am seeing some decent sides of him. That is just what this is about, so stop the fuss!" Jessica explained to her. 

"Uh-oh! Okay, if you said so." Flora replied casually and continued working. 

"Yes, thanks!" Jessica stated sarcastically and also continued working, but not before stealing another glance at him. 

"Okay, I understand! Thanks." The male guard replied the female guard, dismissively. 

"Let's go, guys!" The male guard said to the male inmates and led them away. 

"He didn't even see me..." Jessica observed but she didn't know whether she was sad or cool with that. 

 ~

Later in the evening, during dinnertime, Jessica was in the kitchen, helping out. 

"Hey, girl, Where did you keep the forks?" A grumpy male inmate asked Jessica as he walked into the kitchen. 

"Hey, boy! They are at where they are kept ... " Jessica replied the man, giving him a taste of his own medicine. 

"Oh, we have a rude one in here, tonight! I like that. You are going to make this night fun for me." The man scoffed. 

"If you want to catch fun, I will direct you to the guards who would in turn direct you to where you can have all the fun in the whole world!" Jessica spat back at him. She wasn't in a good mood that moment, for having to work in the kitchen immediately after her daily work. 

"Hey, you better don't get cheeky with me!" The man sneered at her. 

"Hey you too! Go and check where the cutleries are being kept and leave me alone. Why are you even asking me about cutleries?" Jessica sneered back at him. 

"Because you are a fucking girl! And you are in the fucking kitchen! Who else should I ask for forks, for fuck's sake!" The man deadpanned. Jessica scoffed at his choice of words before replying him. 

"Quick question; is your sister not in here? You should ask her for forks or for fucks, since she is a fucking girl." Jessica told him. 

"Don't you dare drag my sister into this. She is not imprisoned like you, bitch! And you don't talk to a man like that. Don't you have respect at all? Who fucking raised you to speak to men like that?" The man retorted, angrily. 

"Respect is earned! And the right question here is, who raised you to treat women like they are way below you? Who gave you the orientation that women are actually kitchen themselves!" Jessica threw back at him and then chuckled at how shocked he looked, by her response. 

"You are even chuckling? Hey, you bitch!" The man seethed and made to strike her face with his palm. But his hand got suspended in the air before it could land on her.

Jessica was shocked at the fact that she was almost smacked unprepared

"What the fuc ..." The man trailed off at what he saw and his eyes widened in disbelieve.