daisyIt didn't come as much of a surprise to her that waking up in Seth's arms would've been the best feeling she had ever felt. For the first time in a while, her dreams were filled with nothing but good things, fluffy clouds and dancing puppies, and she didn't doubt it was all to do with her handsome cellmate.One of his hands were on her head and the other around her back, squeezing her tightly every so often, as she laid with her face on his chest and her legs tangled with his. A small part of her wanted to save some dignity and pull away from him as to not give the impression that she was the sort of person to fall asleep with random men she hardly knew. However, the larger part of her didn't want to move an inch while she basked in his manly scent and muscled torso with his steady heartbeat singing her into another deep sleep. All of a sudden, his heartbeat fastened, causing her to open her eyes in shock. Daisy buried further into him to fall back asleep but it was impossible
daisyWeeks passed by slowly and the days dragged on. Everyday was repetitive and not very productive but fortunately, Seth made everything much more bearable. It was like being stuck in an endless nightmare with the man of her dreams. Since being there, she would smile more and more frequently all because of him and the way he would make her feel. He even made her laugh quite often, which was something she didn't expect from Seth as he was such a grumpy person. But in the few times her mood was down from overthinking or just missing the outside world, Seth would try his best to elicit a giggle out of her, whether telling a corny joke or poking her in the stomach. Apparently, that was her weak spot.Nevertheless, he'd never fail and because of this, Daisy found herself liking him more with every second spent with him. And they spent a lot of seconds together.Though a downside with being incredibly attached to him was that Seth would sometimes leave her to do things he knew she would
sethSeth's patience was growing thin as he paced anxiously in the small cell waiting for his Daisy to return from the common room. He was already irritated from the ignorant b*stards that owed him the money for the supplies he graciously gave them in order to satisfy their drug addiction.They assumed he was growing soft due to the little angel in his cell - the soft tones and gentle touches he gave her would support the idea. But, he wasn't stupid and he definitely wasn't weak. If anything, her presence only made him stronger with his entire purpose now dedicated to protecting her.With him making it no secret the girl was his, nobody would dare to say one wrong word about her. People have already made a conscious attempt to avoid touching her, knowing it would set his explosive temper off, and even subconsciously censored their words in front of Daisy, as if she was a child too innocent to corrupt.He rushed the meeting and was probably too lenient on the inmates but he was eager t
daisyGroggy and disorientated, Daisy lifted her head off the hard yet comfy chest of Seth and rubbed her eyes, trying to get a sense of where she was and what had happened.She moaned in pain from the throbbing in her cheek, a reminder of the, no doubt, ugly bruise. But as the previous days events ran through her mind, her last memory left a smile on her face.She was his? Why did that make her whole body tingle?Daisy squirmed in his arms, only to brush her bare legs against his sweatpants clad leg. With widened eyes, she froze and squeaked in embarrassment, wanting to go away and hide in a very deep hole.Suddenly the arms holding her tightened, forcing her closer to the very person she was trying to get away from."Why am I in bed with a tomato?" Seth groaned. He smirked and kissed her forehead tenderly. Heat rose further in her cheek when he rubbed his leg on hers, re-enforcing her embarrassment as she recalled the moment she scandalously stripped out of her pants right in front
daisy"He's changed."Daisy looked up from the chocolate cake batter she was happily making and up at Mrs Patel, who was grating cheese into an enormous pot of macaroni. After seeing the meal they were preparing for the inmates, she was more than eager to witness their reactions."Who has?" She asked.Mrs Patel gave her a fond smile. "That Seth boy. I heard you and him have got a thing."Blushing, Daisy ignored the teasing tone in her voice and replied, "w-what do you mean he's changed? I don't think so."She waved her hand dismissively. "Oh please. That boy was trouble before you were here. There were regular fights and all sorts of negative energy brought into the prison, more than there should've been. He was very quiet but still caused chaos. Kind of like fire - silent but deadly.""Seth's a fart." Daisy mumbled."What, pet?"Startled out of her unusual thought, she shook her head and said quickly, "n-nothing. Carry on.""Hm. Well, now he's such a sweetheart and he's actually smil
daisySeth shook his head as he let out a rare lighthearted laugh upon seeing the pout on Daisy's face, silently complaining about having to go with him."Stop pouting, little kitten," he said, rubbing her side as they walked."Do I have to go with you? O-Owen was going to teach me how to play chess." She whined with pleading eyes directed at him.They were going to the prison gym and quite frankly, Daisy was terrified. A gym in general was the last place she ever wanted to be, let alone a testosterone enclosed room with sweaty prisoners. But unfortunately, her boyfriend was adamant in keeping her close to him at all times."I have to work for this body that you love so much." He smirked, winking at her.Heat rushed to her cheeks knowing that her appreciation for his perfectly sculptured body wasn't as subtle as she thought. "I don't love it." she mumbled weakly.Thankfully, he let the topic go when they arrived at the gym, probably in fear of her finally breaking to pieces with all t
daisyShe bit her lip and stared down her opponent with what she believed was an unreadable poker face. Without breaking their eye contact and with him adorning a quizzical expression, Daisy pushed the wooden castle forward a space.Owen shook his head in silent laughter before casually knocking over her second to last remaining chess piece, putting it directly in line with her King. "Checkmate," he said smugly.The girl huffed and folded her arms with a pout on her lips as she glared at the chess board, silently reprimanding the Queen that had gotten herself captured early in the game. "I-I think you cheated."He rolled his eyes at her and began to set the board up again. "Don't blame me just because you suck at chess.""You're j-just bad at teaching," she countered playfully. It was times when Seth was away that she really appreciated having a friend such as Owen. Innocent conversations of common interests took her mind away from the bad things her boyfriend was doing."Whatever, Pr
sethIt was any normal day. Their stomachs were satiated with the tasteless porridge and almost too ripe fruit. Though he had gotten used to the bland food and just as dull atmosphere, his angel hadn't. She asked for sugar in her oats and she received it, whether through Seth or a kind officer. She asked for more books and they turned a spare room into a mini library.Everyone who was sane loved his sweet girl but no one loved her as much as he did.Daisy's dainty little body was perched on his lap as she held the tarnished book in her hands with the next page already between her thin fingers. Her head lay lightly over his chest, directly where his heart was, and her mousy hair fanned over his torso with the odd strands being played with through his masculine fingers.He watched her lips move around each word, somehow mesmerised by her voice yet not properly registering the story. Despite the incredibly loud room, he could hear her words clearly, each sounding like a small melodic whi