A/N: Hello to all ! Thank you for all of the kind reviews, favorites, and follows for Chapter 1. It really is encouraging. I hope you like this one! Don't forget to review telling me how you liked it, and leave your ideas, I'm really open to incorporating things that you guys and girls want! Enjoy!
Chapter 2
Alex's POV
"Piper! Piper! PIPES! Wake up!" Alex yelled while shaking the blond. "Oh God what the hell happened to you?" All she received as an answer were small moans and facial expressions of discomfort. But Piper did not open her eyes.
-"You know her?" asked Simone.
-"Yeah. Can you just please help me get her out of this club?"
Alex was in shock and she was unable to deal with the situation as she normally would. She knew how to deal with an addict and how to take care of someone passed out from drugs, but right there it was impossible for her to think straight. Piper, the one woman who hated the drug world and wanted nothing else than for Alex to drop the business, was now injecting herself with the one substance she despised. What happened to the woman who condemned Alex's business and continually told her how many lives she was helping to ruin? When Alex was wondering if Piper was leading the white, middle-class, heteronormative life, well, she was somewhat far off. Damn, what was she going to do?
Outside the club, she texted her friends saying it would be an early night for her and that she'd see them at the wedding the next day. "Damn," thought Alex, how was she going to deal with this situation and the wedding? She sat Piper on a bench located in a small green space in front of the club. "Come on Pipes, open your eyes." Clearly, she wasn't getting very far. She decided the best decision would be for her to bring Piper back to her place, where she knew she herself could focus better than on a park bench in the middle of the night. And who knew if the police was around.
She called a cab and placed Piper next to herself. Not once did she think she would be bringing Piper back to this apartment, and clearly not in this state. This was fucked up; really fucked up. On this thought Piper's head fell against Alex's shoulder. The blond was clearly asleep, but to Alex, despite the horrible situation, somehow having the blond resting her head on her shoulder felt like the most normal thing in the world.
They arrived at Alex's apartment, Alex paid the driver, and is was a hassle to get Piper in the elevator and into the apartment. Piper wanted nothing but to sleep, and was in no way helpful. Despite Alex's annoyance, she was relieved it was her taking care of the blond. What if someone else had taken Piper and then taken advantage of her? She quickly wiped that thought out of her head, as it made her sick to her stomach.
Entering her apartment with Piper in her arms had been so unimaginable to Alex merely two hours ago, and she did not know how exactly to feel about this reaquaintance. Part of her felt extreme happiness to see the blond, but a bigger part of her was so angry. Angry about their whole story, but also at Piper for letting herself succumb to this. She also felt angry at herself for letting it happen, even if she could have done nothing as she did not know. Confusion also spoke. Why? How? Since when? Too many thoughts were racing through Alex's brain and the alcohol she had consumed was not helping.
She did not know where to lay Piper down. The bed? The couch? Fuck it she should just pretend the blond was any other addict friend she was helping out. But this was Piper. She decided she would give her the bed. Alex would squat the couch, if she could even sleep after all of this. She laid Piper down and looked at her sleeping. Despite her state of mind, despite the purple-colored pockets under her eyes and despite her bulging cheekbones, Piper remained beautiful; at least in Alex's eyes.
Alex suddenly felt scared; scared of the power Piper still had on her. Maybe she should have just left Piper there; she was with friends anyways, right? She covered up the blond with the blanket fully clothed and left the room to fall, exhausted, on the couch. Her head was spinning, and all she could think of was the blond sleeping in the next room.
Four hours later, and without managing a single minute of sleep, Alex decided to get up and go for a quick run. That would calm her down. Quietly she entered her room and saw that the blond was still deep into the world of sleep. She changed, and before leaving left a note on the kitchen counter.
I'll be back soon. Fridge is full if you want something. A.
Really, she had no idea what to write, so she set out for something simple and vague.
Piper's POV
As she reached the world of consciousness, Piper felt nothing but the pain of her head and, in fact, all of her joints. Fuck, she hated waking up after having used. But somehow, wherever she was did not feel like Millie's couch. It felt a thousand times more comfortable. And that smell, what was it? She knew that smell. ALEX! Fuck, was she hallucinating still? Slowly, she opened her eyes and realized that indeed, this was not Millie's place. But why did it smell like Alex? But wait, this room, she knew this room! The furniture and color may have changed but this was her room, or used to be. Shit, this could not be happening, not like this.
She quickly sat up, realized the room was spinning, and slowed herself down. As she opened the door out of the room, she could see that this was not a dream. The apartment she was in was Alex's apartment, their apartment. Shit, she needed a dose. To her relief, she realized she was alone. She found her shoes and headed to the door. But as she passed she saw the note. Should she just walk out without writing anything? Should she wait? No! That was a very bad idea, especially in her state. But she thought about how she had left Alex in Paris five years back, and merely disappearing would not help her cause to be perhaps, one day, forgiven. So she took the pen beside the notepad and wrote.
This was not supposed to happen in this way. I'm sorry Alex. P.
And with this she left the apartment.
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This is it for Chapter 2. Again, please tell me if you want more! The more encouragement I get, the faster the updates will be! Cheers!
Soul.
