Love So Strong - Part 1
Anger. Rage. Riddled with pure negativity. Indulged in unsalvageable self pity, guilt and regret, loathing herself more than ever imaginable. It was all her fault; entirely hers. In less than twenty four hours her heart had crumbled into millions of pieces, minute enough to be classified as dust. Dust that currently appeared to be irreparable. Why had she been so obtusely ludicrous. She hadn't even been intoxicated; utterly sober. There was no excuse. She had been irrational and unfaithful.
Nikki raked her trembling fingers through her thick chocolate hair, tangled and untamed due to her repeating this action several times. She had sabotaged everything, again. Again. The fact that she had wrecked any opportunity of love with Lorraine previously, and now she had destroyed her happiness with Vix just made the whole situation worse.
The sentences she had overhead whilst frantically trying to escape the ghastly events that had unwelcomely unfolded. Although now she was trapped with her own thoughts and conscience. And sometimes that could be the most dangerous.
'"You should leave Nikki and Vix to talk and sort themselves out." Simon clicked the button on his keys, unlocking his sleek car.
"Not if I have anything to do with it." Sue was adamant that her sister was going to have absolutely nothing to do with the brunette she completely despised for screwing Hector."'
Subsequently to wiping her glassy glazed orbs, hoping to un-blur her vision enough to drive safely, she gripped her slender, quivering fingers around the black leather stirring wheel and reversed out of the park she had carelessly aimed her vehicle into that morning in a hurry because she was late. Purposely ignoring Hector who had attempted to get her to stop, simply accelerating out of the school. She had to go talk to Vix, or try to at least. Without anyone else being there to interfere or cloud Vix's judgement.
She sped through the streets of Greenock, obliviously breaking the speed limit, her emotions were too intense for her to concentrate on minor details. She hadn't scraped anything by being careless, nor had she crashed into anything or one, that was all that mattered right? It hadn't taken her long to arrive outside Vix's flat, parking at the kerb side. On the way she had purchased an expensive bouquet of flowers, vivid, brightly flavoured with a luscious scent and a bottle of Vix's favourite wine and exquisite chocolates.
Nikki wasn't entirely sure what to expect, anxiously waiting in the off shore breeze at the door of Vix's apartment. Whilst she waited impatiently, she inhaled deep breath after deep breath in attempt to steady her erratic breathing, and tense nerves.
Vix unlocked the door, assuming it would be her sister. Her frown become more penetrating as her caramel orbs, sharply crystallised with more teardrops, identified Nikki, "What do you want?" Her tone was missing the usual lust and love that danced off her words, harshly negative and choked with sobs, "I told you, I don't want to see you." It hurt to speak those words, she did want to see Nikki but under the circumstances was struggling to bare the emotional pain and hurt.
"Vix, please." Nikki was desperate, a prudent plead to her low voice, "I'm so sorry, just give me a chance to explain."
"What is there to explain?" She rolled her eyes dramatically, "You're screwing Hector behind my back!"
"I'm sorry." A tear surfaced and rolled down Nikki's unblemished cheek, becoming contaminated by inky mascara and natural foundation, "I love you, you know that."
"Like I said earlier, you don't betray the ones you love." Vix's sobs were breaking through the invisible layer that she had tried to restrain them to, too weak to fight them any longer.
"It was a mistake." Nikki cried, "I don't know what came over me." She shrugged, "I guess I fell for his charm and stupid chat ups." She mumbled, wishing Simon had warned her a lot more in advance instead of leaving it until it was too late.
Vix's stomach churned at the thought of Nikki with Hector. Hector, of all the people; she had never liked him from the first time they had met. "I was too blind to see it before, but now it's so obvious from the way he looks at you. You've just been taking me for a ride for the past few months of our relationship, having an affair behind my back for ages!"
"I've not been having an affair for ages!" Nikki defended herself, "Last night was the first time." She murmured, scrunching her fingers into a tight clench.
"Yeah right," Vix scoffed, "I'm not stupid!"
Nikki's heart broke more, it was so clear, crystal clear, the damage she had created through her own doing. The black streaks that had leaked from Vix's orbs and blended with her jet black mascara, she looked so dismayed and vulnerable. "You've got to believe me." Her manner was bursting with sorrow.
"Why would I believe a word you say?" Vix snapped, "You can go now, I've heard enough."
Nikki exhaled a pitiful sigh, "I love you and I'm really sorry but I know you're probably thinking that it's just words, it isn't though." She presented her with the gift bag and flowers, "I got these for you, you can have them anyway."
"I don't want them." Vix practically rejected the flowers instantly, throwing them back at the brunette but she had more sense than to throw the bottle of wine. She slammed the door and returned to her lounge, curled up in a petite ball beneath a soft blanket sobbing. She clasped her elegant fingers around the hoodie on the back of the sofa, neglected. It was Nikki's. And her sensational aroma was still as strong as ever, evidently the owner of it had sprayed it with perfume recently whilst wearing it. With her face embedded in the cotton material, her fingers fiddled with the ring that was yet to be removed from her left hand.
Nikki ambled back to her vehicle, blubbering equally as hard as Vix. She hoped that once Vix had calmed down she would allow her to try and rebuild their relationship. She flopped into the drivers seat of her Peugeot, the quality fabric absorbing her mentally and emotionally drained body; exhaustion.
Sue was walking towards Vix's apartment, fuming to see Nikki, automatically presuming that the brunette had been upsetting her sister more. She quickened her pace, desperate to see that Vix was okay.
A/N: So, this follows last nights episode (S9E16). I'm devastated about Nikki and Vix, Nikki's relationships never seem to last. This probably won't be a very long fic but I'm piecing them back together with my own idea. Review if you want me to continue. A warning in advance, I'm a rubbish updater so bare with me! (: