CHAPTER TWELVE
MYSTRO
Shit was too quiet as Mystro walked through the corridor on her way to the kitchen.
Her antennas were raised.
Bruiser was in the hallway talking with two other inmates when they spotted her. Mystro saw them and although she didn’t feel like dealing with any mouth from Bruiser, she knew she couldn’t turn around and avoid her.
She was in her head about the talk that her and Baby Dom had and how she could come up with a way to have her lawyer look at her case to see if there was any way her sentence could also be reduced.
Had she not been in her head, she would have noticed them a lot sooner and been able to change direction before they saw her, but now it was too late.
She proceeded to bypass the women and was almost past when she felt her body being lifted off the ground in one swift motion.
Before she could react, she found herself snatched into the chapel of the facility surrounded by Bruiser, and the two other inmates whom she was not familiar with but would never forget.
Mystro said, “The fuck is-”
“Yeah, hold up on all that shit.” Bruiser cut her off and started. “Before you get into a whole question session, let me take you straight to the answers.” She continued.
Mystro straightened out her prison uni and eyeballed all three of them.
“That shit you pulled with my food was cute. You lucky all it did was cause me a little stomachache and diarrhea. Some short shit I could get over. But now you gotta pay.” Bruiser stated.
“Slim, I don’t even know what you talking ‘bout.” Mystro denied all knowledge of the laxative events. “But it seems to me if someone did something to your food, it may have been because of something you started in the first place.”
“Bitch, is you stupid or just crazy?” Bruiser said. “You came into the stall and all but took responsibility! You think you real cute don’t you, dyke?” Bruiser asked.
“Nah, but apparently your girl does.” Mystro chuckled.
Bruiser stared at Mystro for longer than necessary and then smiled.
She tore her eyes away from Mystro and gave the other two inmates an all-knowing look.
“Yeah, aight then. I’ma leave y’all to it. Besides, when this gets out, I need to have been seen somewhere else.” Bruiser said before she winked at Mystro and walked out the chapel door.
What was about to happen?
She finally got it.
Mystro squared up to face the two inmates who remained behind.
“Oh, I get it, y’all ‘sposed to put in the body work, huh? In her name?” Mystro chuckled once although wasn’t shit funny. “How could y’all even fuck with a nigga like her?” She asked them.
“Yo, we don’t get involved in all that. We get paid to do a job and that’s what we gonna do.” Chocolate Medium Thick inmate stated.
Mystro quickly scanned her surroundings to make note of what she could use to her advantage in this fight if need be.
Mystro said, “Well, I guess you gotta do what you gotta-”
WOOSH.
Tall Boney inmate swung on Mystro but she ducked the blow and came back with an upper cut to her chin with the back of her head.
“Arrrgggggghhhhhh!” Boney cried out.
This sent Medium Thick inmate into activation mode, and she stole Mystro in the mouth with a strong left jab.
It stung, but Mystro ate it and came back with a right jab of her own.
It rocked the chin of Medium Thick and Mystro followed up with a quick left hook that dropped her to her knees.
Mystro shuffled her feet and was squared up and ready for whatever Tall Boney was gonna do.
“What’s up?” Mystro yelled out.
Tall Boney shook her head to try and regain her composure but Mystro ain’t no dummy and this wasn’t no boxing ring.
Instead of waiting to play defense, Mystro attacked.
Hard.
She threw two stiff body blows to the torso of Tall Boney and once she bent over in pain, Mystro worked her face over.
After she threw so many combination punches that both of her opponents were on the ground, she dropped her shoulders and looked at them.
It was almost too easy if she was being honest.
“Next time, tell that bitch to handle her own business!” Mystro declared out of breath before she stepped over them and proceeded with business as usual to the kitchen.