Prison/juvie RP
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"I'm not sure if you know what this place is, little red, but you're safer in a group," he stood in front of her with his arms crossed and head tilted
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"I know exactly what this place is, more then you think. Don't think your saving me, because your not. Groups don't help you, they get you killed."
She crossed her arms as she glared at him.
"Don't Call me Little Red Either.'
"I'm not saving you, I'm helping myself. Pretty sure they just threw you in here so yes, groups help, the bigger the group the stronger you are," Devon reached back and squeezed Donevan's hand
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"Even more of a reason for me not to want to be in your little group, your helping yourself. I don't need you to be strong. I'm strong on my own."
Devon gently slipped his hand away and stood in front of her, he looked down on her and got in her face, "Strong how?" he said with a chuckle, "I don't care what you think you've been through and how strong you think you are, but as a woman in this place, you'll get eaten alive if you're alone." Devon was wearing a dirty grin as he looked at her body
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She reared back and threw a punch right at his face, "eyes up here pervert." She glared at him, hating what he implied. Though she wouldn't admit it…he was probably right. Though how did she know he wasn't just going to use her? She couldn't trust anyone here.
He straightened himself after she hit him, "You have nothing to loose, red," He said rubbing his face, "Oh and by the way, I'm not interested in you, I'm already with someone," He spun around and walked back to Donevan, wrapping his arm around his shoulder
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"People say that their interested in someone, but yet again people usually cheat on that person don't they." She spoke, watching himself walk over to Donevan. Though him being gay could end up being a comfort because it would mean he wouldn't have any interest in her st all.
"I don't know about you, but I'm not a cheater," He called over his shoulder to the red head
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She was upset, upset at the situation she was in and upset at the people set out infront of her. She shouldn't fold over and bag to join them, but they weren't exactly wrong about her being alone being a bad thing. She let out a soft groan, "fine,but That dosent mean that I trust you."
A smirk grew on his face, "what should I call you,"
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She glared at him, seeing the smirk build on his face. She wished she could wipe it off his face. "Your names first."
"He's right, now you,"
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"Seriously?" She raised a brow as she looked between the two of them before groaning.
"Whatever. My names Rachel." She crossed her arms as she looked away.
Devon laughed and put his arm around Donavan, "why are you here anything, Rachel,"
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"I killed my dad." She shrugged like it wasn't a big deal to have killed your dad at her age. She looked off into the distance. "You?'
He stared at her, "bruh,"
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"Don't you even try and go against me for a second my dad was an abusive drunkard who killed my mom and didn't even get to stand trial for Manslaughter and abuse instead leaving jail early."
"Riigghhtt…" he glanced at Donavan and back at her, "you do you,"
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She just continues to glare at Devon as he spoke before just rolling her eyes at him.
"I can see why daddy abused you," he said with a laugh
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She moved to slap him across the face as he was laughing, she was not going to tolerate any teasing like that. She had no patience for it and just didn't find it amusing at all.