*This is a complete work of fiction. The likeness to any person or place is completely coincidental.*
She'll never forget these words:
"Cinnamon Espere Stevenson, you are hereby sentenced to one to three years for involuntary manslaughter."
A crime she didn't commit. She was the best nurse Memorial had, or will ever have for that matter. Neglect a patient? Never. Had it been ANYONE but the administrator's daughter, Cinnamon would be a free woman. Angela covered her tracks well, and framed the one person who stood in her way, Cinnamon. Now, an innocent 27-year-old nurse will be serving time for a crime she didn't commit.
On January 8th, Cinnamon was sent to the Piney Cross Prison for Women. A minimum security prison where most inmates are mothers or expectant mothers. Cinnamon was neither, but happy to be in a non-threatening environment. As she walked into the prison, she had no idea what to expect. We've all heard horror stories of prisons, how many people are raped and abused behind bars. Cinnamon certainly didn't want to be one of these women.
The prison was small in comparison to others. It held only 300 women. Cinnamon wasn't placed in the general population. She was placed in the maternity wing. Although puzzled, she didn't complain. Being around the expectant mothers and mothers with newborns made her feel more comfortable, as if she were back at the hospital. It wasn't long after she settled in, that it became clear why she was there.
"So, you're Sarge's new girl, huh?" an older woman asked her.
Cinnamon was puzzled. She had no idea what the woman was talking about. She hadn't met any men since she had been in the prison. As she looked up, her dark, hazel eyes met his piercing blue eyes. He was so handsome. Rugged, and much older than she. He had the standard military haircut, and big, broad shoulders. You could tell just by looking at him, he was a man who got what he wanted, and did NOT take NO for an answer.
"Is . . . is that, Sarge?" Cinnamon asked, as she looked up at the strong man.
"Yep, that's him, and let me tell your sister, he just got back from the war, and word is, whomever his girl is, well, damn, she ain't gonna be walking for a while," replied the woman.
"Oh, my name is Carla, I know everything, about everyone, and I know, you're Sarge's new girl."
"How . . . how do you know this?" Cinnamon asked nervously, trembling. She came in a virgin, saving herself for marriage and was terrified of being taken by such a huge, strong man.
"We ain't ever had one as pretty as you walk through these doors. That long red hair, pale skin and doe eyes, you ought to know not to come in here looking like that. See, Sarge, he always picks the pretty ones for himself. It's cool though, he always uses protection. You ain't got nothin' to worry about. If you're his girl, he'll take good care of you. No other guards will touch you, and you can get some 'special' benefits," Carla replied, winking as she got up.
"Ten minutes until lights out, ladies," the sergeant said in his deep, gruff voice.
Getting up, walking into her cell, Cinnamon took out the tiny white gown she was allowed to bring. Taking off her clothes, she could feel someone watching her. Afraid to turn around, she hurriedly put on her gown, jumping into her tiny bed, snuggling beneath the small blanket.
The darkness in prison, was a different sort of darkness. All of your fears came to light. The silence was deafening. Sleep finally found Cinnamon, but not for long. As she slumbered peacefully, the creaking of her cell door awakened her. She triesdto scream, but a big hand muffled her cries.
"Shhhhhhhhh, do as I say, and you won't be hurt," is all she heard.
"I'm going to take my hand away from your mouth, if you scream, that will be the last thing you ever do, do you understand?"
Cinnamon nodded her head, trembling, looking up into the same cold, dark eyes from earlier.
"Please, please, don't hurt me," she begged, watching as the strong guard began to undress.
"I... I'm a virgin," she said softly, beginning to cry.
"A virgin, huh? Haven't had one of those in here before. This should be fun," he replied laughing as he pulled the covers back, exposing her tender body.
