DON'T TELL ME IT'S OVER
"Anya don't leave please I can explain." Those words made Anya stop in her tracks it wasn't the first time she had heard them and she somehow doubted it would be the last, she was in two minds should she keep on walking or should she hear her out. She turned around slowly and looked at the sobbing female, she sighed softly and went and sat down at her side she loved Zooey even when she crushed her like this. "How many more excuses am I going to have to listen to? How many more times am I going to catch you cheating on me? I forgave you the first time but this time it hurts more than I thought possible." Anya's words were a quiet whisper she stood up again and picked up her bag and she looked back to Zooey again who looked at her with pleading eyes and begging her to stay Anya just shook her head and walked out closed in the door quietly behind her. The cold night air made her catch her breath she cursed in annoyance when she got to her car seeing already it was covered in frost. She tossed her bag in the backseat before glancing back up at the place she had once called home and had once loved, she could just see Zooey looking out of the curtains watching her. It occurred to her she had never actually said goodbye to her lover the woman she was on the point of proposing to, she stood there scraping the ice off her car window remembering all the good times they had shared. Seeing her warm hazel eyes so welcoming, her slender figure seemed to just glide through NYPD as if she had always been there, the way she played with her blonde hair when she was at her desk, Anya sighed softly getting in her car. They had bonded almost instantly, Zooey had been one of the few people to make her laugh and had taken the time to deconstruct the walls Anya had built around herself and now it was over she was the one walking away. It took Anya over half an hour to drive to her sisters' place double the time it normally took her, she wanted to avoid Jen's questions but she knew she couldn't. As she parked outside the tower block of flats Anya half expected Jen to come running out to met her it was just Jen's way she didn't do things by half measures. When she wasn't there Anya wasn't sure whether to be worried or relieved even as she climbed up the several flights of stairs there was no sign of her younger sibling.
She put her bag down at Jen's front door and looked around she hadn't noticed until now how run down the block of flats was she frowned at the strong smell that came from along the corridor a mixture of cocaine, urine and trash can. Her attention only returned to Jen's front door when she heard it creak open she didn't have time to say anything before she was almost dragged inside along with her bag and the door hastily closed and locked behind her. Anya looked at her sister shocked to see the once bubbly young woman almost a shadow of her former self, it had only been a week since she had last seen Jen but she looked like she had lost an unhealthy amount of weight since. "Jen what's going on?" Her sister pretended she didn't hear her as she stacked a toppled pile of magazines, Anya didn't have to look around to see the once immaculate flat looked like a bomb had hit it. She looked across to the front door saw the broken key chain Jen seemed to sense Anya putting two and two together and she looked up across to the woman that was nothing less than a hero in her eyes. "I am in trouble, I did something stupid, something really stupid. I didn't want to tell you because I have let you down. I am sorry Anya I really am." Anya felt a lump grow in her throat as she looked at her sister she shook her head slightly and gently pulled her sibling into a tender embrace. Feeling Jen almost collapse against her in tears and her shaking frame made her wonder how long Jen had been keeping quiet, Anya ran her hand up Jen's back and kept her close as she sat them down on a clear space of sofa. "Jenny your my little sister you will never ever let me down, you know I would do anything to help you but if you don't ask for my help I don't always know you need it." As soon as Anya heard the violent knock on the door and felt Jen flinch and then tense she looked down to her sibling she didn't need any explanation as to who was at the door, without saying a word she got her gun out of her bag and tucked it into her back pocket as she went towards the door.