This is my second fanfiction. My best friend (iltnlock) convinced me to write a Nine Lives of Chloe King one. A few reviewers also brought up the idea of writing for an ABC Family show. So as you can see, I am writing one. Reviews are always lovely : )

This starts off after the finale.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story.

Chloe POV:

My mind wondered off, searching for the answer.

Why did Brian kiss me? What was he thinking?

My brain struggled for the answers, but those questions would go unanswered. Hesitating, I slowly removed his body off of my legs. The cold of his stone body was really starting to give me goose bumps. Amy and Paul were standing in the same spot as they were five minutes ago, when I informed them that Brian was dead. They were completely speechless.

I finally came back to reality and got up from the staircase. I walked slowly over to my best friends.

"We're so sorry Chloe. You must be heartbroken," Amy began.

"Heartbroken? What are you guys talking about?" I asked with much confusion.

"I thought you loved Brian?" Paul asked.

"Love? Woah, woah, woah. I'm so confused right now."

"Let's get you home," Amy said as she grabbed my arm and started to pull me towards her car.

"I bet she's just so overwhelmed over losing him that she is denying that she ever loved him," Amy whispered to Paul.

"I can hear you! And you guys are crazy for thinking that I'm love in with that creep!" I pleaded.

"Save it, Chloe. You need some rest."

We sat in silence in the car ride home. When we finally arrived, I hopped out of the car and started towards the front door. I heard Amy drive away. They didn't even say goodbye. As I began to unlock my door, a hand was placed on my shoulder. I jumped, and quickly turned around to see who it was.

"Oh, Alek. Hey," I said casually.

"I was worried about you. You can't just run off and not tell anyone!"

"I'm sorry. I was supposed to see my dad for the first time in years, but…" I trailed off trying to find the words.

What was I supposed to say? Oh yeah, I died tonight. I'm sure Alek would love to hear that. Wait, why do I even care if he got mad at me? He shouldn't be yelling at me for a stupid mistake I made. Although, he has done it plenty of times in the past…

"Chloe…" Alek's voice brought me out of my thoughts. "Did you… die?" He asked with a face so horrified it was unexplainable.

Darn, he had seen the blood stain on my shirt.

"Uh…" I started, but struggled to finish the sentence, "yeah, I did."

"Jesus, Chloe. How many times do I have to tell you… never mind. I will continue this lecture at another time." Alek grabbed my arm and started to pull me down the sidewalk.

"Where are we going?" I asked him because I was very confused on what was going on here.

"We need to take care of Valentina and Jasmine. They are in a critical state right now."

"What happened to them? Are they okay?"

"They will be fine… I hope," Alek said. I could hear the pain in his words; he spoke them quickly because we were now running towards the apartment.

He grabbed the door handle to the apartment and pushed it open. I instantly saw the two unconscious bodies lying on the floor. At a quick glance, you would think they were dead. But if you listened close enough, you can hear the hearts still quietly beating inside of their chest.

"Oh my God. Who did this?" I asked Alek as I quickly turned my eyes towards him.

"Zane."

"Zane? Jasmine's boyfriend?"

"I knew he was bad news from the start…" Alek said when he looked at his cousin.

"Alek, don't even try to blame yourself for this. You aren't the cold hearted person who did this."

Alek sighed and brought his gaze meet mine again.

"Where is Zane now?" I asked.

"He's gone. No way of tracing his path. It's too late."

"Right now, let's just focus on getting Jasmine and Valentina back to their normal state," I said.

"There isn't anything we can do. I bandaged up their wounds and…" Alek stopped his sentence.

"We can be here for them, Alek," I said as I walked over to him and gave him a friendly hug, "we can be here when they wake up."

"The sooner they wake up, the better," he said. His voice was muffled and it sounded like he had been…crying.

Alek cries? Since when?

His voice had made my vision become blurry, and a single tear fell onto my left cheek.

"We can hope," I whispered, as I pulled him out of the hug and looked at him.

"Thank you, Chloe," Alek said when he whipped his tears away from his cheeks.

"For what?"

"Thanks for helping me with this. It means a lot to me, you know."

"Wow, there's a soft side to Alek Petrov?" I asked and I let a quiet laugh, hoping to cheer him up a little bit. "It's no problem, trust me."

"Before Zane left…he said something to me that…well, it surprised me," Alek started, but I saw that he was struggling with his mind to find the right words to say to me. I could see he was holding back something.

"What did he say?"

Alek looked away from me, to get a glimpse of the room. I had no idea what he was trying to say, but I knew whatever it was… it was painful.

"He said…"

"Alek, are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm thinking I just need some rest. I'll walk you home."

A part of me wanted to argue with him and tell him maybe I should just stay here and help him with Jasmine and Valentina. But, another part wanted to go home and pass out after all that had happened. Alek could take care of them for the night.

"You don't have to. You look really exhausted and –" Alek didn't let me finish.

"I'm walking you home," he stated.

We walked back to my house in silence. Arriving at my house, he stopped at the sidewalk and watched me walk up to my front door.

"Are you sure there isn't something you want to tell me?" I asked him.

"I don't want to talk about."

Wow, something is up with him. It's probably not a good idea to push him, though. I will let him tell me when he's ready.

I opened my front door and stepped inside. I started to just the door but before I could, Alek stopped me. He stood in front of me, holding the door so I wouldn't close it.

"Chloe."

"Yeah?"

"I just want you know that I will always be here for you. No matter what happens," he said.

And then he was gone.

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