Nowhere To Go

Erik Cole Phillips


Finley Elizabeth Warren


Elias Nathanial Rogers


Gwendolyn "Claire" Vanderbilt

Finley Elizabeth Warren had been convicted of murder, and sentenced to life in a high security prison, where some of the countries most dangerous criminals were sent. She was also innocent. However no one seemed to care, and on her first day, after changing into her prison jumpsuit and given a short lecture by the warden, she was led to her cell, doing her best to ignore the cat calls and whistles the other prisoners directed toward her. Her lawyer had promised to do everything he could to get her transferred, but it might be months, and she wasn't sure if she'd be able to last that long.

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Elias Rogers was a notorious criminal, his record covering just about every crime, ranging from petty theft to murder. He ruled the prison along with a couple buddies he'd made, terrorizing those who crossed him or just looked at him funny, ensuring his place at he top of the hierarchy. Because of the new prisoners coming in he was sent to his cell, leaning against the bars to get a look at the fresh meat.

@ FlyAway;

@ Another.Chance
Claire glanced around having just had a cavity search done and was still completely and utterly in shock from a man's hand searching her. She knew she hadn't killed that man the prosecutor had said she did. She had just been at the wrong place at the wrong time. She kept her hazel eyes forward her pretty brown hair falling down around her shoulders. She faced forward her chin slightly raised hearing the catcalls and seeing the hands protruding from the cells. She had a cell to herself until her lawyer could convince the prosecution to transfer her since everyone in this prison was male. She couldn't imagine what they were going to do to her in here. She was told she would be on 24 hour protection, but also knew the guards thought she was scum as it was. She glanced to the side seeing a person just leaning against the bars of his cell but his mouth was closed and his eyes watching. She averted her gaze continuing to walk past.

Erik leaned against the wall of his cell, having one arm above his head on the bars as he watched the newcomers lead throughout the prison corridors. He was wanted for triple homicide as well as robbery and arsony. He had pretty much done most things illegal, but it didn't matter now. He had his shirt off as he watched them being lead through the prison. He lifted his cigarette to his lips taking a drag blowing the smoke out. A girl caught his eyes. His brow furrowing at her appearance. He was confused as to what she was doing here. He had two rules. No women, no children. He didn't hurt those people and didn'tm like to see them get hurt. He glanced back at his roommate hearing the cat calls and knew now why they were even more active than usual.

@ FlyAway;

Finley kept her head down, following the guards quickly to her cell as she carried her extra prison uniform and blanket, although when she accidentally stepped too close to a cell as she passed by one of the hands reaching out grabbed her, holding her against the bars while the other hands wandered over her body, the rest of inmates in the prison cheering and whistling. The guards quickly got her away and safely in her cell, although she was quite shaken, trembling as she sat down on her cot, burying her face in her hands as she wept silently.

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Elias frowned upon seeing a woman in the prison, knowing that nothing good would come of it. He was a bad man, and knew it, but he didn't hurt women or children, although the same couldn't be said for the rest of the men in here. He'd make sure his men didn't touch her, and would hopefully be able to keep others away from her too, although his power had its limits, and if the guards decided to try anything with her, he couldn't do anything to stop it.

@ Another.Chance
Claire finally got to her cell and sat down on the cot that was provided. She ignored the looks she had been getting from people and pulled her legs close to her chest resting her head on them. She fell asleep after awhile hearing the lights cut off. She woke in the morning and opened her eyes to hear an alarm go off allowing people out of their cells. She watched as a guard led her out of her cell and escorted her to the breakfast area. She kept to herself before she felt hands run over her body. She pulled away before feeling a guy take her hand and pull her close asking what she had done to get herself landed in here. "Don't touch me." She said pulling away just to feel his hands go up her shirt.

Erik finished his cigarette and glanced at his roommate again before saying, "Make sure they don't touch her." He made sure his face said all that he was feeling. "If they do, let me know." His roommate was shocked at this. "Why?" Erik looked at him tilting his head. "Did I say you could question me?" He asked him before watching him fumble over his words and just shake his head. "It will be known." His roommate told him. "Good." He replied sitting on his bed and rolling over knowing that he could as least get his men to not touch her and possibly people scared of him, but wouldn't be able to help with the guards.

@ FlyAway;

"The lady said don't touch," Elias warned as he stepped up to the man, moving between him and Claire as one of his men yanked him away, giving the man who had groped her a swift kick to the groin. "So don't touch." He warned, wrapping a protective arm around Claire's shoulders as he took a drag of his cigarette, glancing around the room, eyes warning everyone there to stay away.

Once everyone had gone back to minding their own business he looked down at her before gesturing to the table nearby where he had been eating. "Care to sit?"

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Finley barely slept that night, but managed to get a few hours of decent sleep in before she woke to the guards shaking her awake, informing her it was time for breakfast. Once in the cafeteria she gathered her tray and looked nervously around the room, feeling all of the inmates' eyes on her. She headed toward a table near some of the guards, but someone grabbed her before she could make it there her tray clattering to the floor, the inmate pinning her down against the table while his hand rubbed between her legs, keeping a tight hold on her despite her squirming. "What's a sweet thing like you doing in here, hmm? I think my friends and I want a taste." He whispered huskily into her ear, covering her mouth with his hand when she tried to call for help.

@ Another.Chance
Claire heard someone's voice and looked up her hands trying to pull away from the man but he had her in a vise like grip. She was surprised someone was helping her. She looked up at Elias not really sure how to react. She felt his arm go around her shoulder lightly and was confused. She felt her body shaking lightly. She didn't know what to do and was sure as hell positive she didn't belong in a prison.

Hearing his words, she just gave a nod not knowing what he would do if she rejected his offer. She didn't want to find out. Instead, she walked with him to the table and sat down lightly having not been hungry enough to go get food.

Erik woke in the morning and stretched cracking his neck. He pulled on a shirt, but his tattoos on his arms still in view. He walked into the cafeteria in time to see Finley pinned against the wall. He walked over before pulling the men off and standing in front of her. "What are you doing?" His voice rang out throughout the cafeteria. He heard him try to say something. He put his foot on his chest and stared down at him his jaw clenching as he watched him squirm. He glanced back at Finley lightly, "Seems to me that she didn't like that, did you?" He asked her. When she shook his head, he looked back at the guy. "So if she didn't like it, don't do it." His eyes pierced into him before he lifted his foot hearing his boys begin to rough him up. He turned back to Finley. "Are you hurt?" He asked her.

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Elias sat down across from her, on of his guys setting a fresh tray of food in front of her. "I suggest you eat, even if it tastes like shit. Better than starving." He mumbled around a mouthful of food, eyes studying her.

"I'm not going to hurt you. I don't do that." He said after a while, figuring she was terrified he'd do something. "I don't like men who go after women, either."

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Finley whimpered when the man was pulled away from her, grabbing the back of Erik's shirt as she peered at the men who had attacked her nervously. While she didn't trust Erik, he had saved her from those other men, and they seemed to listen to his authority, so she figured it best not to piss him off. She shook her head when he asked her if she was hurt, trembling and tears welling in her eyes. "I-I'm fine... Thank you." She murmured softly.

@ Another.Chance
Claire watched Elias sit down across from her. She blinked seeing the food set down in front of her. She thanked the person quietly and heard Elias' words. "I'll take that into consideration." She told him going for the roll. She put small bites into her mouth lightly chewing and swallowing. She was too much in shock and terried to eat. She watched him a little suspiciously not knowing what he wanted with her.

Hearing his words, she blinked hearing his words and said, "Well...thank you, then." She told him pushing hair away from her face ignoring the stares she was sure she was getting. She hadn't cried yet and soon felt the tears beginning to well up. She tried her hardest to keep them at bay.

Erik glanced back feeling her hand on his shirt and then sighed hearing her words and nodded his head. He blinked a couple of times to make sure he was seeing her right and noticed she looked like she was going to cry. He sighed raising a hand to the back of his neck having a guy bring her a new tray and some tissues. He sat down at a table and handed her the napkins and said, "For the record, I don't want anything and I'm not going to hurt you. I don't fuck with women and I don't like people who do." He leaned back in his chair watching her. He heard one of his guys to speak to him and shook his head.

@ FlyAway;

Elias nodded, frowning a bit as he noticed the tears in her eyes, offering her a tissue to dry them. "You shouldn't let them see you cry, they'll know they're getting to you ." He commented, one of his men taking his tray once he was finished with it.

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Finley quickly wiped at her eyes, sniffling before she began to eat, forcing herself to swallow the food. She looked up at him as he spoke, nodding a little in gratitude. "A-Alright.. Th-Thank you.."

Claire wiped at her eyes furiously. She heard his words and just took the tissue drying her eyes. She just nodded and offered him her half eaten food not feeling hungry at all. She calmed herself down before thrwing away the tissue and said, "Sometimes you have no control over it." She glanced at him and just popped her neck lightly. She watched him for a moment before looking away running a hand through her hair again.

Erik watched her eat her food and nodded his head lightly hearing her words. "Don't let any of them see you cry." He advised eating his food quietly before handing his tray to someone and felt someone staring at her and glanced over his expression enough to kill someone. He watched them scramble away and smirekd lightly. He looked back at Finley.

@ Another.Chance

@ FlyAway;

Elias frowned a bit at her words, leaning back in his seat as his eyes surveyed the cafeteria, making note of who was staring when they shouldn't be. He sat with her until the guards came to return them to their cells, walking her out. "If you need anything, let me know, alright?"

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Finley nodded slightly, sighing shakily as she stated down at her tray, pushing her food around with her spoon. "I-Im going to die in here, aren't I?" She asked after a while, glancing up to look at him nervously.

Cliare sniffed a little knowing she was going to cry when no one could see her. She had her own shower time away from everyone else and was going to cry then. She looked up seeing the guards came to escort her back. She blinked at Elias and murmured, "You don't need to, but thank you." She murmured before getting pulled roughly to her cell. She winced and pulled out of the guard's grasp and sat down.

Erik watched her and sighed hearing her words and looked at her. "Most of the people in here listen to me." He told her. "So, no. I don't think you will. They either listen to me, or are scared to fuck with me." He frowned hearing her words and just sighed. "If someone fucks with you, just let me know." He told her knowing he shouldn't get invested. He leaned against the table.

@ Another.Chance

@ Joker;

Elias shrugged a little, heading back to his cell. He made sure word got around that she wasn't to be messed with, or else he would make sure they never walked again. He felt bad for her, as she obviously didn't belong in the prison, but didn't know what he could do to help her other than by keeping her out of harm's way.

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Finley frowned a little as he leaned closer, nodding slightly as he instructed her to let him know if anything bad happened to her. "O-Ok.. Thank you for your help." She murmured softly, fidgeting anxiously with her fingers.

Claire watched him from the corner of her eyes before getting put back into her cell. She was the first one to be put in and locked in. She sighed sitting down on her cot a little before biting down on her lip gently feeling the tears welling up. As soon as everyone else were in their cells, she felt the tears just fall. She sniffed being as quiet as possible as she let it out. Afterwards, she pushed her hair back from her face running a hand through it and waiting until their yard time.

Erik watched her seeing her frown giving a laugh of amusement. "Good. First rule. Don't trust anyone in here." He smirked softly leaning back and nodded his head. "As I said, I don't fuck with women or kids." He gave a shrug knowing not everyone shared his sentiments. He looked up hearing his partner talking to him. He just waved lightly not in the mood to reply at the moment.

@ Another.Chance

@ Joker;

Soon the guards came and let everyone into the yard, Elias humming as he and his closer friends claimed a picnic table for their own, watching the other inmates wander around the yard for their free time.

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Finely nodded a little, still unsure if she could trust him, but what choice did she have. She frowned as a guard came to bring her back to her cell, standing to follow him, although she turned and gave him a small wave as she hurried after the guard.

Claire ran a hang through her long ebony hair turning her hazel eyes to look around at the yard as she was escorted there. She stopped feeling everyone staring at her. She bit down on her lip not knowing what to do since she knew practically no one and the guy from the cafeteria probably didn't want her to hang out around him constantly. She pulled her hair back from her face before just letting it drop wishing she had some sort of hair bands to put her hair up.

Erik watched her with the guards his eyes piercing and watching to make sure none of the other inmates tried anything. He didn't get his reputation from just being a boss. He used to be in fights and was in solitary the most compared to anyone else. He leaned back in his chair watching her wave at him a small chuckle leaving his lips. Soon, everyone else headed back to their cells as well.

@ Another.Chance

@ Joker;

Elias watched Claire for a little while, sending his guys to rough up some other inmates who took to staring at her for too long. He waved her over after a while, patting the spot next to him where he sat on the picnic table. "Would you like to sit?" He asked, not forcing her if she didn't want to, but leaving the option open.

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Finley curled up on her cot once back in her cell, closing her eyes and trying to get some more sleep to catch up on what she had missed the previous night, although her neighbor's comments didn't help her at all. When it was finally time to go outside she was relieved, hurrying along after the guards at they led her out, looking around the yard as she chewed on her lip, wanting to find a place to just sit and enjoy her time outside.

@ Another.Chance
Claire just clasped her hands together in front of her digging at the skin surrounding her fingernails nervously. She knew she had to remain strong, especially in prison, but it seemed she had to try extra hard since she was in an all male prison. Something moving in the corner of her vision caught her attention. Turning her head, she was surprised to see it was Elias again and hesitated before giving him a nod. She had nowhere else to be. She walked slowly to the table before sitting down next to him.

Erik, upon hearing Finley's neighbor had been giving her shit, sent out a few of his men to get him to stop as he walked slowly towards a picnic table. He leaned back a little turning so his back sat against the table. He tilted his head back a little taking a deep breath before lowering his head again glancing around. His eyes stopped seeing Finley. He didn't need to get caught up, but something inside him knew he had a soft spot for her. He waved towards her.