299 UNSUCCESSFUL ESCAPE

As the fight escalated and more people joined in, picking sides and using all the utensils they could find on the other group, including the chairs and trays, Kyra brought out a knife from her pocket. It was one she had hidden carefully and took a deep breath. I can only do this in one go. If I do it wrongly, I could die and that would be the end. I have to be careful. She threw a punch at one of the ladies that was headed for her before grabbing the hand of one them, using it to hold the knife. “W-what are you doing?” The inmate yelled, terrified at the sight of a knife. A wicked grin settled on Kyra's face. “What do you think?” She raised her brow as she held the lady's hand tighter. “You're stabbing me. If you don't want to get in trouble, pretend as though you found me that way,” she said and plunged the knife into her stomach, avoiding her vitals. Fucking hell. That bitch didn't say it was going to be this painful. One more. She pulled it out and stabbed herself ag