So, yes. I am back again with another story. I just couldn't resist this idea when it popped up on me! It's definitely A/U, but I hope you guys with give it a chance!

Inconsolable - Chapter 1: The Tragedy

"Are you sure you don't have a copy of that paper?" Chloe asked Jasmine. Jasmine, Chloe, Amy, and Paul sat in Chloe and Mimi's shared dorm. Jasmine looked thoughtful for a second before responding.

"Yeah, pretty sure. You need to do it on your own anyways." Jasmine smirked. Chloe groaned and stood up, so did the rest of them. "We should just go and meet up with Alek and Mimi for dinner."

Everyone agreed and left the dorm. The four walked around the halls of the university like they had for the past couple of months. They knew every room, every nook, inside the building. Jasmine was the oldest, just turning 20 last month and being in her second year while everyone else was beginning their first.

Amy and Paul held hands and walked behind Chloe and Jasmine as they headed towards the cafeteria.

Once inside, everyone went to the table where Alek and Mimi were sitting, quite comfortable and cozy. Chloe felt a pang in her chest, that same one she always saw when seeing that couple. They'd been together for about two years and were the happiest couple Chloe even knew. The only one not happy; Chloe. She's had a crush on Alek for three years, since she found out she was Mai. It was before Mimi ever came into the picture. Still, Chloe felt guilty crushing on one of her best friends, and best friend's boyfriend. The group of five had been friends for about three years, and then Mimi came in and made six. No one knew about Chloe's little crush.

Unfortunately, Chloe was left to sit at the only seat empty, and it happened to right beside Alek. Saying greetings, everyone took place at their seats and two people, Amy and Paul, were the ones to get the food tonight.

"So, Jasmine, someone told me that that guy, Zane I think, hit on you again?" Mimi asked Jasmine and so there conversation started. Alek looked over at Chloe who'd been trying to remember where she left off on her paper.

"How's life, King?" Chloe jumped a bit but rolled her eyes and smiled.

"Oh, you know," she shrunk her voice down to a whisper. "I have eight of them, so very curiously." Alek smirked at her and turned back to his girlfriend, taking a strand of hair between his fingers. Chloe just looked away, hoping Amy and Paul would come back with food soon. Seconds later, the two walked up and sat down three trays with loads of food on them. That's how they group always did it. They would grab as much as they good on three trays and eat whatever.

"Ah," Jasmine smiled. "You remembered my latte this time."

"It's not my fault! You're always switching the kinds!" Amy laughed and the others joined in. So they ate, talking about casual things. Until Jasmine brought something up to Chloe.

"Chloe," Jasmine said, getting her attention. "Did that kid try talking to you again?" Chloe rolled her eyes.

"I don't know why people can't understand the concept of the word no." Jasmine smiled.

"Has he tried anything physical?" Alek asked. Chloe laughed and shook her head.

"He just flirts, getting the attention. I doubt he actually wants anything." They all nodded.

"So, Mimi and I were going to go back to my room after dinner. Anyone wanna join?" Alek offered up to the others. Everyone thanked him, but said no.

"What about you, Chloe? You're just gonna be alone in our room anyways." Mimi told her, leaning over Alek. Chloe thought about the offer, and then about how awkward it would be.

"Sadly, I have tons of homework. Sharp's class is killing me this semester." And it was true. Mr. Sharp's creative writing course was kicking Chloe's behind so far this year. Mimi nodded, as did Alek.

"Ah, wait!" Mimi pouted. "I have the same class, and we have that paper do tomorrow. I have to finish and check it." The tan girl looked up at her boyfriend. "I can't do anything tonight."

"You can't blow off some paper for me?" Alek fake pouted too. Mimi laughed but shook her head. "Fine, but we're going somewhere off campus tomorrow then." Alek and Mimi went on, talking about what they would do. Amy started pestering Chloe about her choice in outfit, which she didn't see anything wrong with.

"I like clothes, Amy. That doesn't mean I'm going to be a fashion major in the next decade." Chloe smirked. Amy was in training for a degree in fashion. She was always putting together and creating new outfits.

"Just because you aren't going into fashion, doesn't mean you can't add a little bit of pizazz to your own look!" Amy told her while laughing. Chloe shook her head. They talked for a while before Chloe let out a yawn. She took out her phone to glance at the time. It was around 8:30.

"As much as I want to stick around, I need to finish up my paper and go to bed." Chloe bid her goodbyes to everyone and got up.

"Wait a sec! I'll come with you." Mimi got her bag, kissed Alek goodbye, and caught up with her roommate. Even if Chloe had a crush on Alek, she still kept her friendship good and clean with Mimi.

"So, how's life?" Chloe smiled at Mimi. Mimi smiled back and nodded lightly.

"You know," Mimi smiled and they went on their way.

"I really don't feel like doing this paper," Chloe groaned and plopped down on her bed. Mimi laughed and agreed.

"Sharp works us way too hard." The two started quietly on their papers, both on their beds.

About three hours later, making it about 12:30, Mimi was asleep and snoring on her bed with her papers somewhat scattered around her. Chloe yawned and looked over at her roommate before deciding it was lights out. She put her stuff away and got in her bed, but right as she was going to turn on her light, someone knocked. Chloe just assumed it was Alek or Jasmine so she went to open it. What she didn't think of was an attack from the Order.

Chloe opened her door and without a second to lose, she was flush against the wall. She tried to fight back, but was merely weak against the strong – she was guessing – man that was holding her arms.

"Be quiet and we might let your friend live," Chloe froze. That voice, I've heard it before, Chloe thought. She knew she had; she just couldn't place where or when. Or who. Chloe nodded, not wanting Mimi to get hurt. "Now, Chloe King, do you want this to be quick or painful? Well, that doesn't matter. It's gonna hurt either way." He hissed. Her attacker spun them around to face the bed where Mimi was, barely moving. Chloe would have thought she was already dead if it weren't for her chest moving due to her breathing.

"Just let her go. She doesn't need to be killed. Not if you have me." Chloe spoke lightly and carefully. She didn't want them to see her as an actual threat just yet.

"I don't think so." After he said that, Chloe felt a cold presence on her neck. It wasn't a gun, that she knew. It had a sharp edge. A knife.

The first time she died was also by the Order. Getting thrown of Coit Tower was not fun. She knew what it felt like, the whole process. It felt like she were in some kind of lucid dream. She could sense things going on around her, but couldn't move, couldn't change them. Not to mention the actual pain. It felt like she was being crushed, her lungs slowly failing her. The moment her eyes closed all she saw was a white explosion.

Just thinking of it all made her want to curl up in a ball.

Still not knowing who the man behind her was, another stepped in. He was older, she could tell. He was wearing a business suit, as if this was everyday work. His hair was black, short, and gelled back.

"How are we today, Chloe King?" His voice was accented, similar to Alek's, but the way he used it was cruel. His tone was hard.

"I was doing quite well until I was attacked." She smiled fakely, earning a kick to the back of the knees. She feel forward onto her hands and knees with a groan.

"Now hopefully you'll learn to respect us. I'm Whitley. That's my son." He pointed behind Chloe, to her captivator. She kept her head down. Her eyes were twitching, back and forth between their supernatural color and her regular blue ones. Again with familiarities. That name, she knew it from somewhere.

"I'll treat you with the same you respect you do me." She stood quickly, spinning around to face her holder. He was wearing a ski mask so she couldn't see him. She kicked him in his gut which he wasn't expecting, making him fall to the ground. "You make too much noise and people will come by wondering what's going on. I suggest you keep your voice down." She hissed quietly, pinning her opponent with his stomach to the floor. She didn't expect him to be so skilled, but he was. His elbow rammed straight into her chest, making her collapse backwards. Next thing she knew, he was the on pinning her. His knees circled her waist and his hand restrained her wrists above her head. His masked face was close to hers, too close for her liking.

"We'll do what we want." He whispered menacingly. The blade was at her neck again, he tilted her chin up to make it easier for him. "Maybe I'll make it less painful if you cooperate."

"Let her up, I want her to see what she's done before we kill her for the second time." Whitely spoke. Her assailant let her up, but kept the sharp object at her throat. Chloe almost choked on air when she saw Mimi. Her eyes were pleading, wide with fear. Her mouth was gagged with some kind of fabric with a knife at her neck too. Chloe's breathing became ragged. She didn't want Mimi to get hurt, or die, because she was protecting her.

"At least ungag her, let me say something." Chloe begged very close to tears. Whitley obeyed, quite easily. Mimi's breaths were ragged also, and her eyes released tears. Chloe could see the water trail from where she was, across the room. "Mimi, you can get out of this." Chloe looked at Whitley. "Let her go, and I'll come with you, no problems." Chloe held up her hands. He looked thoughtful for a second, but made his decision.

"I don't think so. I want you to know how it feels to have a loved one die and your own cause." The knife at her throat went deeper, and she was sure blood was drawn.

"Chloe," Mimi's voice was hoarse. "I want you to tell Alek I loved him, please. I'm not scared." She put on a fake smile, the best one she could muster.

"No!" Chloe screamed, lurching forward. The knife went deeper and the blond whimpered, but shrank back. "No," she spoke again. She looked away, but Whitley made his son hold her head up.

"I want you to see the pain you cause other people, Chloe King!" He yelled, if you could even say it was yelling. They still had to be quiet. Mimi closed her eyes and Whitley moved the knife slowly. More tears fell from both of the girls eyes. When he was halfway across, Chloe closed her eyes tightly. She wanted to throw up. She felt like throwing up. Seeing that. . .

"You're turn," Chloe opened her eyes to see Mimi still alive, but barely. Her hand was circled around her throat trying to stop the bleeding. The crimson color liquid was running all over the place, down her across her hands, down her front, even onto the bed and blankets. Chloe sobbed before feeling her blade go deeper into her neck and she froze.

"No, quickly. We need to make sure we get out of here without anyone seeing." Whitley spoke one more time. Chloe barely felt pain until he dropped her and she couldn't breathe, her throat now open. Her hands circled her own neck, just like Mimi had. She glanced up at her friend, but there was no movement. Only a now limp shape.

Too soon, but not soon enough, the world around her stopped; slowly and surely until all she could see was white once again.

Chloe could breathe again. She was in that trance, that state, where it felt like she was dreaming in a world around her. She couldn't movie or control anything, only wait until this paralysis-like state was over. Her breaths came in and out deep, wanting to fill her lungs. They were burning with the lack of oxygen. Chloe felt hands on her shoulders, shaking her. She finally opened her eyes, her ears doing the same. Her vision was blurry, but she could see someone in front of her.

"Chloe, what happened?" The voice was female, so she knew it was Jasmine. Chloe sat up but immediately fell back down. Her ears were clearer now and she heard Alek crying. Her chest caved.

"What happened, Chloe?" Jasmine repeated. Her head was spinning and she tried to sit up again.

"The-the Order. I was about to sleep and-" Chloe's words were slurred, almost barely forming. She breathed in deep and felt Jasmine's hands on her arm. She was trying to comfort her. Chloe reached up to her neck. She could still feel where her skin was separated, where the dried blood was. Her breath came out ragged, feeling like crying all over again. Jasmine reached forward to pull Chloe into a hug and Chloe let her. She cried on her shoulder, letting herself go. She pulled back a few seconds, or maybe minutes later and stood up.

"The Order came while I was about to go to sleep. I tried to make them let her go, but they wouldn't. They made me watch, then did the same to me." She wiped at her eyes and face, trying to get rid of the tear tracks. She walked over beside Alek, where his own face was covered in tears. She'd heard him crying earlier, but he was silent now. He was holding Mimi's cold hand, almost waiting for her to come back to life. He knew she wouldn't though. His face looked painful to Chloe, like he was holding back on crying like he really wanted too. "Alek," she whispered, taking a step forward. She placed a hand on his shoulder. He looked up at her, to her neck, and to her face.

"Are you okay now?" He stood up to be in front of her. His voice was shaky. She gave a slight nod.

"I tried. I really tried to keep her alive, but they-" She stopped herself. Telling him anything more would only put him through more pain. "I'm sorry," she said. He nodded, his jaw tightening.

"You need to call Valentina, she needs to get us into hiding. It isn't safe hear anymore." He told Jasmine who nodded and left. He turned to Chloe. "Pack," he said simply. With that he walked out of the room. She wanted to run after him, go pack like he told her, but she couldn't. She could only stay in place.

She decided it would be better if she shut the door, that way no one would see Mimi. She gulped down the tears in her choked throat and closed the door. She turned around to look at Mimi. Her body was pale for her usually tan colored skin. Chloe walked forward and sat beside the bed, on the floor.

"I'm so sorry, Mimi." She choked again. "I-I would give up another life for you if it wasn't too late. I promise I'll get the guys who did this to you. I promise." Not being able to bear it anymore, she got up and ran to the bathroom. She fell in front of the toilet and emptied out all of the contents of last night's dinner. She started sobbing, letting herself fall to the floor.

"Chloe," Alek's voice called out to her. She couldn't answer. Her voice was nowhere near her and her throat was too tight to speak. She cried harder, giving into any weakness she could find. This is all my fault, she thought.

Alek came in to the bathroom, sitting himself down beside her. His hand reached over to hers and he helped her to stand up. She wrapped her arms around herself, the tears still coming. Her sobs subsided. She stepped passed Alek, went into her room, and grabbed the suitcase she kept underneath her bed. She started filling it with things from around the room.

"She said she loves you," Chloe told him. "Mimi told me to tell you she loved you." She spoke, and that alone made her feel like crying all over. "She said she wasn't scared." Her voice cracked again. She was stuffing her clothes into the bag, trying to get things she needed and used.

"She said that?" Alek asked Chloe. She nodded. She glanced at him and saw him smile sadly, but it went away just as quickly as it came. She sighed and started throwing more stuff around. What did you expect? Him to just come and tell him how much he likes you now that his girlfriend – and you're best friend – is now dead? Chloe got annoyed with herself. She needed to put away her feelings, especially right now.

"Do you know where we're heading yet?" Alek just shook his head, avoiding eye contact with her.

Chloe guessed someone came in and got Mimi's body and bed while she was in the bathroom, but she wasn't sure. Her friend was gone. Alek glanced where the bed used to be, looking like he was holding back again.

"Alek, I really tried. They just wouldn't let her go. She said it was okay, but I know it wasn't. It isn't. If I could give her one of my lives or-" The look on his face told her to quit talking. Instead of looking sad, or sympathetic, he looked angry; something Chloe wasn't expecting.

"Just stop talking about it," he told her seriously.

"Alek, all I'm saying is-" She was cut off again by him, only this time, he was standing right on front of her. He didn't just look angry, he looked furious.

"Stop. Talking. About it." He walked out of the room. The way he said it made Chloe feel like she was the one who killed Mimi. Like it was her fault. It is your fault, she told herself. She dropped onto her bed with a long, shaky sigh. The bag was almost filled, she just needed a few more things. Looking at the empty space where Mimi used to be, she decided she needed to be out of their as fast as possible.

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~Maria xoxo