So, I'm back with a new story. Not sure how regularly I'll be updating as I'm still pretty busy with college, but will see how I go.
Maggie put the last item of clothing into the suitcase and zipped it shut. She lifted it down from her bed and looked around the room. She took a deep breath before wheeling the case out of the room into the now empty living room and kitchen area. She'd been living in Gotham for close to a year now but had transferred back to National City. At first, she had to get away. It was too hard being there, working, trying to live without Alex so she thought if she moved on, if she went somewhere new and tried to start a new life, maybe it would help her move on, but it wasn't the case. She was lonely. She missed Alex more than anything and knew that she needed to go back. She needed to do something about it. She wanted more than anything to work things out with Alex. She didn't know how they were going to, or even if Alex would still want to, but she'd never forgive herself if she didn't try. She took one last look around the apartment she'd called home for the last 10 months before she picked up her bag from the breakfast bar and flinging it over her shoulder before leaving the apartment, getting into the elevator and going down to the parking garage. She put her suitcase into her car, that was already filled with other boxes and items she wanted to take back to National City with her. She walked to the front of the car, and just as she opened the door, she jumped in fright as she heard the voice. "Sneaking away without saying goodbye?" Maggie pursed her lips before turning around to face her friend.
"I thought we said goodbye last night." Maggie replied, her hand resting on the doorframe.
"Well, we did," Rachel smiled suggestively at her. "But I thought we'd say it with words this time."
Maggie laughed lightly. Rachel lived across the hall from Maggie and they soon became friends, the pair finding they had a lot in common, then later on, a whole friends with benefits situation happened between them. Maggie found herself opening up to Rachel about Alex, and they'd had many, many, talks over why it was a good a thing that they ended their relationship, and also, ways in which they might be able to work it out. "Well, goodbye, Rach," Maggie sounded thankful for her friendship. She didn't make friends easily, but with Rachel it was easy. "And, thank you for everything. For listening to my troubles and…." Maggie stopped talking, exhaling as she looked down.
"Hey, it's been fun, and it was my pleasure," Rachel gave her a smile as she squeezed her shoulder. "And you let me know how things go with Alex, yeah?" Rachel said, Maggie looking rather nervous and she gave a little nod.
"I will," Maggie told her before she leaned forward, giving her friend a hug. "Okay, I gotta get going. Got quite a drive ahead of me." Maggie said as she pulled back. She'd be splitting the drive up, staying in a motel half-way but she still wanted to get a start on the journey.
"Well, you drive safely," Rachel told her. "And lets keep in touch yeah?"
"Of course." Maggie nodded before she stepped into the car. She gave Rachel a final wave before the woman walked off. She took a few deep breaths, exhaling slowly, wondering if heading back to National City was the right thing to do.
Alex unlocked the door of the apartment and walked in. She sighed lightly as she threw her keys down on the table next to the door. She still hated coming home to an empty apartment, even if it had been a year since the break-up. She'd gotten so used to Maggie being around. To sharing her life with her that it was going to take a long time for her to get used to Maggie not being there. She'd coped in true Alex fashion after the break up, turning to drink as a means of comfort. But it became too often, and Alex admitted she had a problem when she was suspended from work for turning up drunk one time to many. Well that, and the string of women she'd randomly slept with, trying to make herself feel good for just that little bit. She took her jacket off as she walked towards her bed, kicking off her shoes. She jumped, slightly startled as she heard a whooshing sound and looked up to see Kara had flown in through the window. "Can't you just come through the door like a normal person?"
"Wouldn't be as fun, would it?" Kara gave a goofy grin as she walked over to the couch and sat herself down. "So," Kara hit her hands against her thighs. "Did you, uhm…" Kara trailed off, biting her lip as she readjusted her glasses. Alex rolled her eyes. She knew there was more to this visit than Kara just coming over randomly. She reached into her back pocket and threw the green plastic poker like chip in her sister's direction before throwing her jacket down on the edge of her bed. "Three months sober," Kara smiled as she ran her thumb over the chip. "Well done Alex, I'm proud of you."
"For being an alcoholic?" Alex scoffed as she walked over to the couch and sat down next to Kara. "I know I'm never going to compete with your greatness but have higher hopes for me than that."
Kara turned around to face her sister, placing the chip on the coffee table before putting her hand onto Alex's. "You are not an alcoholic. You are sober." Kara gave her a smile.
"I'm always going to be an alcoholic, Kara," Alex spoke quietly, not quite making eye contact with her sister as she took a deep breath. It was still hard. She still longed for the taste of a cold beer or for a neat whisky, a glass or two of wine, or who was Alex kidding, the whole bottle. But so she could keep her job and for Kara, she was determined to keep this addiction under control. And then, then there was the biggest reason. The reason she'd split up with Maggie. Her want for a child. She lost Maggie because she wanted a child and now all she could think about was that if she didn't get to be with Maggie, then she wanted that child. She wanted there to be a reason, a solid meaning for their break-up. Of course, she knew that people wouldn't be supportive. And by people, she mostly meant her mother. It was hardly the most ideal plan. She was only three months sober and probably wasn't in the best place mentally to be thinking about having a child, but her heart ached without Maggie, even if it was a year later. Alex pursed her lips, before looking her sister in the eye. "I'm just a sober alcoholic."
"Well that's a pretty good reason for me to be proud of you," Kara spoke softly, rubbing Alex's arm. "You are dealing with this," Kara smiled. "And I know you are still hurting, but you are coping and you know that I'm always here for you, no matter what."
Alex smiled nervously, hoping that Kara would still be saying that after what she was about to tell her. "You really mean that?" Alex questioned, Kara nodding her head as she looked a little confused as to why Alex would even need to question this. "Because I uhm….I've been thinking, and I…." Alex let a puff of air escape from her lips as she looked away from her sister for a moment. "I'm going to look into artificial insemination." Alex looked back up to Kara, biting her lip, trying to read her face to see what her reaction was going to be.
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