Title: Do You Know That When You Go, I Fall Apart?

Pairing: Malex of course. Rating: PG-13 (for language)Summary: Too lazy. All you need to know is that it's Malex-y goodness. Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. I didn't even watch 90 of season 2. A/N: As previously stated, I didn't watch a lot of season two due to the lack of time and a television. So this is just based upon the like 3 episodes I managed to see… in which it was enough to inspire me to let out my frustrations in the form of Alex and Marissa. Some of the dialogue used is actually lyrics to a song that I incorporated into the fic. Also, I am new to this, it's barely my second fic ever. (My first was a Brooke/Peyton One Tree Hill one)Additional Comments: + indicate song lyrics. "Taste of Tears" by Cauterize.

Chapter 1: "I'm Not Cold," She Said, But She's Shaking

Alex stood there in a daze, her hand still on the door knob. She swore this scene had played out in her mind countless times before but she never thought it'd actually happen. Suddenly it dawned on her. "It's just like that song I heard on that CD Marissa had on in the car the other day!" She mentally slapped herself for clinging to memories like that in times like these.Standing on my doorstep in the rain

Makeup running down your face+

"+You look so good right now+" Alex whispered, barely audible, but spoken loud enough for the brunette to hear. She felt her face get hotter by the second as she calmly looked away before meeting the eyes of a drenched Marissa Cooper. "Note to self: Never speak what your brain is thinking, out loud…" she said.

+It's bittersweet that you run to me+

Marissa flashed a sad smile towards Alex and finally managed to speak up, "Hey." +I need you, I bleed you, I would give up breathing for you. If you would take my breath and hold it in….+I need to be inside of you+ both girls thought.

Without speaking, Alex gave Marissa a look that they both knew would say everything Alex couldn't say at that moment in time. So without breaking the uncomfortable silence, Marissa cautiously stepped inside the apartment for the second time that day. This time around, she was hoping for a different outcome.

As the door slammed shut behind them, Alex saw Marissa in a new light… partly due to the fact that because of the storm, it was really dark out and the street lamps had not kicked in yet. She saw just how vulnerable the tall and lanky girl was. How could she stay mad at her? Even if it was just hours before when she had just broken her heart to millions of tiny little fragments.

Marissa stared down at the floor awkwardly silent and very hesitant to let her ex-girlfriend see the tears beginning to form. Still, Alex said nothing. She couldn't get over the fact that the girl who had just turned her world upside down and sent her to what felt like the bottomless pits of hell by breaking her heart earlier in the day was standing inside the living room of her once humble abode. It was her only safe haven, even if it bore nothing but painful memories of a once great relationship between the two.

"Fuck it!" said Alex out loud. +Show me where it hurts.+ She moved closer to the brown-haired girl and threw her arms around her neck. Marissa immediately responded by beginning to sob and press her head firmly into Alex's soft shoulder. +Show me what love's done to you. Don't try to move, you'll only make it worse than it is already.+

Alex felt herself melt away again. She loved Marissa and it hurt like hell when she had decided that they were getting too close and that they should stop seeing each other for a while. +You had to be so strong, and I had to be so useless. I'm always fucking useless, useless without you.+

After what seemed like an eternity to Alex, she broke the embrace and guided Marissa to her bedroom. "Yeah, we should probably get you out of those wet clothes you're wearing" she stated, trying ever-so-hard not to ravish her right then and there. Marissa nodded her head in agreement and sat on the bed while Alex searched for warm and comfy clothes for the girl. Marissa still had tears streaming down her face when Alex turned towards her to hand her her favorite t-shirt that read "I Heart Mischa", a pair of boy shorts, and socks.

Tears ran down your face like rain on the window you were looking out. What were you looking for+

Alex stepped out of the room while Marissa changed. "+I won't ask tonight+" she decided. She sat outside of the room with her back pressed against the wall. She let her mind wander off a bit. "+I need this, just one kiss, a gentle touch, your sweet caress.+" She closed her eyes, sighed, and began to sing the lyrics to that damn Cauterize song that had seemed to plague the days events by being the soundtrack to everything that had gone on. "+My heart will break my ribs if I hold this in. I must confess I hate myself for needing this…+" She stopped reciting the lyrics when she heard a click from the turn of the doorknob and out stepped Marissa dressed in her clothes. "Comfy?" she asked.

I love our twisted little mess+

Marissa gave the blonde a genuine smile. "Yep, comfy" she replied. "We should sit down. Let's go to the kitchen and I'll get you a pop or whatever. That is, if you'd like to…" Alex stammered. "I'd love to," answered Marissa.