The Prison Project Novel

Chapter 29 - Cara Margot's POV I pressed my head gently against the cold glass , letting the chill seep into my skin . It was better than thinking too hard - better than watching Coban slaughter that poor punching bag like it owed him something . I focused instead on the grey outside world . The barred windows , the concrete walls , chain - link fencing , some watch towers and their rifled guards in the event of an attempted escape . - when the familiar whoosh of the gym doors opened I couldn't tell how long I'd been sitting like that again behind me , followed by a sharp , excited shriek .

" Margot ! " Kjolted like I'd been tasered , snapping my head around just as a blur of dark curls came charging toward me . Oh my god ! It was Cara ! I was on my feet before my brain had caught up , my heart leaping in a way that felt stupidly close to relief . She was alive . Intact . She looked like herself - disheveled in a cute way , her cheeks flushed with recognition . " Holy shit , you're in here ! " I gasped , barely able to believe it myself before she crashed into me , throwing her arms around my shoulders with enough force to make me stagger .

It was somewhat ridiculous really , since we hadn't even been separated for an entire twenty four hours yet , but it felt like it had been a lifetime . - " I worried you were dead ! " Cara cried dramatically , squeezing me , " Like actually murdered in your sleep and rolled up in a mattress , sorta dead ! " " Jesus , Cara ! " I laughed , hugging her back . " What is wrong with you ?

" " I just missed you , " she said with a shrug , as we finally stepped back from the embrace and looked each other over once more , I remembered where we were , realising we were being slightly louder than necessary , before I grabbed her wrist and yanked her down beside me on the seat . " So you managed to make it through the night , huh ? " I asked , suddenly breathless from the short burst of energy . 1/4 in a maximum - security prison surrounded by felons . " Where is your guy ? What one is he ? " I asked her cautiously , scanning the room .

Cara glanced sideways , her body turning just slightly as she peeked around a few shoulders . " There ! " she whispered , practically bouncing in place . " That one - beside the tattoo guy . Next to the punching bag . Oh ! Fuck ! They're both staring at us . Don't look , don't look ! " Too late ... I followed her gaze and instantly found them .

Two men , standing side by side like they'd stepped out of some testosterone - fueled prison catalogue : Coban , glistening with sweat , and right next to him , another mountain of a man with a sleeve of ink twisting down his arm and a stare sharp enough to slice through steel . Both of them were watching us . Shit , " I muttered . " That tattoo guy is mine . " I whispered sharply , mortified to be caught ogling the pair . Cara's jaw dropped . " Shut up ! No way ! Well at least he isn't old like you had dreaded ! He's pretty hot Margot ! They both are ... I think we got lucky .

" Cara states , wiping faux sweat from her head in a ' phew ' motion . " They seem to know each other pretty well , " I realised , heart skipping as Coban leaned in slightly toward the other man , murmuring something so that nobody around them would hear . " Oh my god , what if they're friends ?! " Cara squealed , clapping her hands like we'd just discovered they were in a boyband together . " This could be amazing - for us I mean ! " I stared at her in disbelief . " You're weirdly happy today . What the fuck ?

I've been rattled right up until you got here ; I'm shitting my pants every two seconds in here Cara - how are you ok ?! " She shrugged . " I dunno . Maybe I'm just glad we didn't get paired with total psychos . Well ... technically , we did . But you know what I mean . " " Not really - Coban is as terrifyingly nuts as they get . " I roll my eyes , offering a nervous laugh at the end . I leaned back a little to get as comfortable as possible , studying her again . " How's yours been with you ? " I asked carefully . " Has he ... done or tried anything with you ?

" Cara sighed deeply , brushing her curls back behind her ears . " He's been good . I mean , he definitely has his moments and he set out some pretty strict rules right out of the gate . I thought he was going to rip my head off this morning though when I said I wanted to sleep longer and skip breakfast . Full - on meltdown . But besides that ? Totally fine . Protective , even . Kinda like a grumpy bodyguard with resting murder face . " 2/4 Chapter 29 - Cara " Charming . " I snort , unable to contain it . " What about you ? " she asked , tilting her head curiously . " How's Coban ?

What happened to your pink uniform by the way ? You're in grey now . " She suddenly stated the obvious . I stiffened . My hand drifted over the dull grey fabric of my replacement uniform , and I felt the memory spike like a needle to the chest . " Long story . " I mumble , but Cara wasn't prepared to let me off the hook . " We've got time . " She pointed , as I glanced over to find both of our guys doing weights together now . I sighed , leaning forward to rest my elbows on my knees . " Let's just say ... there's been a few incidents . He's definitely kept me on my toes since I got here .

" I began , sifting through each memory , deciding what to share first , " He's just really snappy , seems to get pissed off at every little thing . He seen me for the first time and demanded to the guards that I change my uniform colour because he wouldn't be caught walking around with a Barbie ... something along those lines anyhow . " I explain , my voice lowering despite Coban being at the opposite end of the room . Cara gasped , shaking her head . " It's only clothes ! Why does it matter ?! " She groans , as I nod . " Well it mattered to him .

But I agreed to swap for grey or black - which was the only two choices he gave me ... The next thing was that I was to sleep on the floor last night - he said I would need to earn my spot on the bed . " I swallow hard , grimacing at the stiff pain I had woke up with this morning . " What an ass ! Luca made a comment about wanting the bed all to himself too until I must've pulled off the best soppy face of a lifetime! He quickly told me to chill , and that he was only joking ... if I'd fuck him . " Cara stated bluntly , as I nearly choked on air at her words . ' WHAT ?! WELL , DID YOU ?!

" I demand to know , knowing that my best - friend was a fellow virgin . " No ! Of course not ! He started mocking me though , saying he could tell I was a virgin from my reaction , it was pretty embarrassing but he let it go eventually telling me to get some rest . He left me alone the entire night and I had a pretty good sleep ... " Cara recites the memory , as I clutch my heart . Thank God ! - " Well this morning , Coban woke me up , before spotting my shiner of a bruise and wanted to know where it came from . " I start , as Cara's eyes widen .

" I forgot about the makeup , then I tried to lie , but he could see right through it . " " So did you tell him the truth ? " Cara leans in to ask , as I nod once , confirming that he now knew all about 3/4 3:17 pm P DD Chapter 29 - Cara my abusive father ... Reflecting on it now , Coban had pretty much cracked me open in under a day ... how was I going to survive the man ?!