The Lives of the Heart
A/N: This is my first Orange is the New Black Fanfic. I hope to make it entertaining and I hope to portray all the emotion that makes the show as amazing as it is. This is a Vauseman, which takes place at the end of season 1, things will be different then what is portrayed in the show, but I will try to incorporate the scenes from the actual show into my story.
Word Count: 2,285
Rating: M for violence, language, and sexual content
Genre: Angst, Romance, hurt/comfort, and drama
Warning: Lesbian sexual content, religious bash, foul language, attempted murder, violence.
I...I
"You shouldn't be with someone out of fear…" Those words hung loosely in the air. Words weren't exchanged; all that was heard was the sound of breathing. In… Out. Her heart sank low to the pit of her stomach, clenching her brown shirt tightly around her fist; she tried to stop her hands from shaking.
"No… no. No. No. No…" The blonde's voice quivered and tears brimmed her eyes, the eyes that looked tired, and alone.
"I'm sorry. I… Bye Piper"
"No… Larry" Her call was cut off by an eerie beep that told her the occupant on the other line had hung up the phone. The blond couldn't stop the stray tear that rolled down her face. How did she feel? Sad. A least that's what she thought, her heart ached for Larry yes, and he was her fiancé so yes she was sad… Right?
Despite the wave of emotion the blond felt, one stood out to her greatly… relief. She was relieved, despite the fact that more tears began to fall from her face landing on the beige scrubs she was wearing turning the color slightly darker. Why was she relieved she didn't know, but she knew she had to go she couldn't stand here anymore the guard was watching her, waiting for her to snap, and the other inmates stared at her curiously, So she ran. She ran to the only place she knew she could, to the only person that she knew would understand her. She ran to Alex.
"Alex" The name rolled off her tongue with such ease despite the time they have spent apart, the word felt almost right as she rolled her tongue across the roof of her mouth at the L in her name. She had forgotten all of her and Alex's arguments none of it crossed her mind, as she walked towards the older taller brunet before her, she just needed to hear her voice. However the voice she heard was not the one she expected.
"Are you kidding me? Get out." It was short, and to the point and Piper felt everything that has happened in the last couple of days come crash on her.
"Alex" Her voice was desperate.
"Get out. No fucking way." And hers was angry.
Standing there, not knowing what to do, she gazed into Alex's eyes, but all she was met back with was a cold dark stare. Piper was going to start again hopping to get something out… she needed Alex right now, she had no one else.
But you left her when she needed you
That though broke her heart all over again.
"Get out." Piper stood she couldn't move if she wanted to.
"You heard the lady." Looking over Piper notice for the first time Nicky was there, and the smug look on her face got Pipers blood boiling.
Tears threatened to fall, but no not here she wouldn't let them fall here, so she ran, ran back to her bunk, no one was there thankfully so she crashed on her bed and released a loud sob, a sob so loud her body shook. And she cried, and she shook, and she remembered.
You don't deserve to be happy, you are a selfish bitch
And her thoughts where right, she was. Her eye lids grew heavy, but she didn't fight the sleep away she let it take her, and hopped that maybe this was all a dream.
I...I
A few hours later the blond found herself watching the Christmas show, she had told herself she wasn't going to go, but sitting in her bed was getting lonely so she hoped for some solace there.
Despite the cheer, love, and oddly enough... Happiness that flowed around her, her thoughts and feeling wouldn't let her be. Standing up and going outside, hoping to fill her lungs with some much needed air, she stood there in the snow, no jacket, no hat, just her and the snow… or so she thought.
"Hey. Hey where do you think you're going?" Said a loud voice, sighing she let out a breath and all the anger that she had let build up in the last 24 hours filled her.
"Oh no. Oh no. You do not want to fight me right now crazy. You do not." The blond walked towards the smaller woman. Doggett stood there in her Angel outfit, how ironic. Clenching her fist the blond was ready to attack when a wooden cross with a sharpened tip came into view, as Doggett shoved it in her face.
"Oh no? Maybe you're right I don't want to fight you. I wanna end you… right now." Fear coated the young blonds face as she began to step back. Noticing a blur back towards the door she focused her eyes and noticed Healy, in her daze she didn't notice when Doggett's arm swung.
Yelping the blond jumped back but the tip of the cross reached her abdomen and cut her slightly, reaching her hand to her stomach she felt warm liquid flow through her fingers, Shit. "You better stop Mr. Healy is right over there." The girl tried to reason, I mean Doggett was crazy but she wouldn't try something with a CO right there.
"Hi, Mr. Healy." The girl waved her hands to the older man and he looked towards her, then to Piper and she gasped at the ice she found in his eyes. He began to walk back into the building and her body began to shake.
"Mr. Healy! Mr. Healy! Mr. Healy!" The man was already inside and the blond was alone. "She's trying to kill me." She screamed to no one.
All she heard in response was a high pitch laugh that was joined by a pair of yellow teeth and two murderous eyes. Doggett swung at her again but this time Piper was able to jump away in time. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out the screw driver, that Boo had given her. She faced the point at Doggett's face, but instead of the fear she expected, a look of amusement passed in front of her eyes.
"Oh! Look what you brought out to play." Doggett's voice was full of laughter.
"You back the fuck off me." Piper's fear.
"You think I'm scared of you? Don't you?" She swung again. "I'm not scared of you. 'Cause I got God by my side." Again Doggett swings cutting deep into Pipers hand.
Yelping Piper drops the screwdriver and looks at her hand. Blood was flowing freely and the sight of it made her sick.
"And he told me you ain't worth nothing. See how he works through me? And he wants me to smite you!" Doggett looks her in the eyes and smiles. "I see things. And I see that you are the Devil and I am the angel of God. I mean, look at my dress. It's pretty, isn't it? How's that for poetry."
Piper was shaking the cold was filling her bones, she was scared and the abdomen and sleeves of her clothes where turning a deep shade of red.
"God loves me, he don't love you. Cause you aint worthy of God's love. You ain't worthy of nobody's love."
Piper stopped breathing, her breath caught in her throat, as she processed what Doggett said. Love? Did she deserve it?
"I think it's time for you to die." Piper in her daze didn't hear the small meth head and didn't process her moves until a sharp pain seared through her shoulder and warm liquid began to roll down her arm. A loud blood gurgling scream escaped the blonde's mouth, yet the adrenaline that coursed through her veins caused her to look at her attacker and swing at her head on.
"Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!" Piper barely felt her wounds; she barley heard the crunching of bones being broken or the wiggling girl beneath her trying to get free. No all Piper saw was red.
What felt like hours, but was truly only a few minutes, the blonds fists seized and she finally noticed what she has done. Tears where flowing down her face and as she moved to get off of Doggett pain seared throughout her body causing her to fall to the ground. The snow was red, her clothes where red, Doggett's face was red.
Tis the season
She thought as her eyes began to close, as she fell to the ground hopping that maybe this could all be a dream.
I...I
She heard voices. Why where they so loud. Shut the fuck up she thought. She tried to speak but what actually came out was more of a strangled moan. Why was she cold?
"Shit Nicky call somebody hurry." She felt pressure on her shoulder, and she moaned again loudly.
"No." she whimpered trying to get the strange hands off of her.
"Shhh baby, shh I have to put pressure, your bleeding a lot. Shit Pipes your bleeding a lot." The voice was strained and laced with worried, yet the quivering voice sent comfort through her body when she opened her eyes and saw Alex.
Looking down the Brunet noticed Pipers eyes open and a smile appeared on her tear stricken face. "What the fuck did you get yourself into kid?"
Piper smiled at her nickname, kid. "I fucked up Al." Piper turned her face slightly to look at Doggett's face, or at least what's left of it. Did she do that? Piper began to whimper as her hands began to shake.
Alex saw the reaction and immediately cupped the younger woman cheek and turned her face towards her. "Don't look at her babe okay?"
The blond nodded as one lone tear slipped her eye. Her head was feeling light, and the noises around her weren't so loud anymore, she was actually tired again, why was she so sleepy these days?
"Despite how fucked up this all is Al… Just imagine how great this story is going to be." Alex couldn't stop the small chuckle that left her lips as the brunet began to cry harder. "Yeah kid a great story." The blond smiled, but then quickly scrunched her face as a small cough parted her lips and coated her chin with spots of blood. Moaning the blond closed her eyes. Sleep seemed good.
"Shit fuck no! Piper! Piper open your eyes, where the fuck is Nicky with help." Alex pressed harder onto the wound hopping to stop the blood faster as she felt strong callused hands grab her under her armpits and drag her off of Piper.
"No, no Pipes!" Alex looked up to see Bennett and Nicky behind her. The Brunet tried to get back to Piper but was held back by smaller hands she knew belonged to Nicky.
"C'mon Vause let them work." Nicky's hard Brooklyn accent was loud against her ear as she felt herself get dragged back into the building; women looked her over with wide eyes. Her clothes where covered with blood and she was shaking like a leaf. She felt more hands on her as she was dragged away from the many stairs, and towards the "Suburb" bathrooms. She felt her clothes being removed and replaced with new ones. She heard comforting voices from different people, she recognized Red immediately her thick Russian accent and Lorna her thick Queens accent. She felt Red hold her whispering comforting words in her ear.
"She will be fine; she is a strong one, Vause very very strong."
Alex didn't respond, she couldn't even if she wanted to. She felt herself being pulled again this time towards the dorms where she was laid down. People tried to talk to her but all she heard was rushing water and saw the images of Piper and Doggett on the floor… so much blood. The brunet shut her eyes, hopping that sleep soon came, and those images would soon go, and she will wake up tomorrow and everything will be okay, tonight never happened and she will be mad at Piper again because of what she did… what did she do? God she couldn't even remember. Closing her eyes tighter she screamed for sleep hopping when she woke up she will be in a king size bed, wind blowing through the open balcony that overlooked blue waters and a black sand beach in Bali, with no sign of life for at least a mile west, and she would reach over and feel the warm back of the woman she loved, look into her blue eyes and wonder of this silly dream she had that reflected the next ten years of her life, and she will laugh, because if one thing was for sure Alex knew that she could never and will never let Piper Chapman go.
I…I
A/N Whoa that was intense I didn't even stop to think what I was writing I just let it flow. I will try to update as quickly as possible but I have school so. But yeah hopped you enjoyed it.