Chapter 8

                                    

                                          
It was the week of Connie's trial, and eventually, she was able to look past the four walls that confined her to her cell, and she was able to imagine her life back outside with Jacob. It had been two months since the police made the arrest, and whilst Connie was a little nervous for the outcome, she figured that they couldn't have enough evidence to be able to put her away, as she didn't do it. That had deeply angered Connie, even more than her being wrongly imprisoned: the fact that the person who really did it was still out there, living their lives in their normal way. Connie sincerely hoped that they were rotting from the inside out with pure guilt, but she doubted very much that that was the case, since they would've confessed if it was. Connie's trial was on Thursday - two days away - and now, she was just preparing for a visit with Jacob. It had killed Connie these last few weeks, as she hadn't seen Grace since she'd been arrested, but the last thing that Connie wanted was for Grace to see her in this state. As Connie made her way in, and saw Jacob, her eyes lit up, and instantly he stood to welcome her into an all-consuming hug. He pressed his lips to hers and she moaned at the fierce contact, allowing him to snake his tongue through her lips and into her mouth. She could have stood kissing him for the twenty minutes straight, but they were soon forced to break apart and sit opposite one another.        
                          
A little way into the conversation, Connie felt that it was a good time to bring up Nicky, who was in the room having a visit of her own.
                          
"So, Jacob, you know what I said about being really desperate in here, for sex?" She started anxiously, and he nodded, apologising for overreacting about the toys.
    "Yeah, well, I didn't tell you last time because the first time it happened, I didn't consent to it. I'm telling you now because you deserve to know. Jacob, I got with a woman."
                          
"You did what?" Jacob asked in sheer disbelief, and he was asked to keep it down by an officer on duty. "You fucked another prisoner?" Connie looked around, noticing the faces of the other prisoners staring at her, some of them smiling slightly, and some of them just upset that their time with their loved ones was being ruined.
                          
"Jacob, please keep it down. It didn't mean anything to either of us. I was a little curious, and we were both so desperate for sex, so it was just something to help us control the urge." Jacob nodded, noticing the other women around him, and knowing that he already had a bad reputation amongst the officers, and so he decided to try to process this information, and keep calm about the situation.
                          
"So it's not like, it's not something you'll want to do when you get out?" He asked, nervously, and Connie shook her head with tears in her eyes.
                          
"No, no. Jacob, the second I get out I want you and only you for the rest of my life," she sobbed, and he nodded, clearly noticing that she was meaning every word. After being together for eleven months now, Connie and Jacob had a strong bond and knew each other well, but they had never discussed their future in great detail. Jacob didn't know if Connie wanted to marry again, or if she wanted children again, because the two of them had never talked about it. But now, when she mentioned the rest of her life, Jacob couldn't help but feel a sense of euphoria at the idea of one day being able to marry her. 
                          
"I believe you Connie, I believe you. Stop crying, baby. It's fine. You've only got two more days in here - fuck her if you want to. I don't mind you being with her while I can't be." It pained him to say it, but he knew how much it meant to Connie. She had never failed to surprise him with her love for all bedroom activities, and so he wasn't surprised now when he realised that after two months of nothing from him, that she would start to search for something elsewhere. Besides, with a girl, there was no risk of pregnancy, like there was with another man, and that made Jacob a little happier about it. He had to admit that the thought of Connie with a woman made him slightly curious, but he didn't want to take it any further. He explained this to her, and she nodded, wiping her tears, and apologising for being so emotional.