Author's Note: Ok so here is the next chapter of Breathe. I had some new inspiration for this story over half-term and I decided to continue with it now instead of waiting until I finish 'A Second Chance To Make It Last'. Therefore I will be alternating between this story and that one. Please consider this chapter as a filler. There is drama to come but this chapter needed to be put in. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: House of Anubis and Breathe are not my property:)

Breathe

Chapter 2 – Why Didn't I Think of This?

Music starts playin' like the end of a sad movie
It's the kinda ending you don't really wanna see
'Cause it's tragedy and it'll only bring you down
Now I don't know what to be without you around

Nina PoV:

A few hours later I pull my car into the car park opposite a hotel and clamber out. My legs ache from 4 hours of driving, my head aches from crying and weariness and my heart aches from the surfeit of depressing songs the radio played all the way here. I swear the DJ knew I'd just broken up with my boyfriend and thought I needed a night listening to every sad song ever recorded.

I grab my trunk from the passenger's seat and slam the door shut, trudging across the street to the hotel.

I hardly get any sleep that night. I toss and I turn, worrying about what tomorrow will bring. When I finally drift off to sleep it is riddled with dreams where Fabian is always just a little out of reach; close enough for me to smell his familiar scent but not quite close enough to touch. I wake up almost every hour drenched in sweat with the blankets tangled around my legs, reminding me of the weeks that followed me leaving him.

By about 8 o'clock I've given up on getting any more sleep and I drag myself from the bed and into the shower. I stand under the hot spray for half an hour, letting the water wash over me and erase the tension caused by last night's dreams; my thoughts and worries swirling down the drain with my shampoo and water.

I finally shut off the shower, pull on jeans and a t-shirt and head downstairs for breakfast.

Once I'm finished with breakfast I make my way to my car and drive to the house that Fabian and I used to share. I don't even know if he still lives there but I have to start somewhere. I park my car just around the corner to the house; I don't want him to look out of the window, see my car and not answer the door. I need to talk to him, there are things that he needs to here.

I sit there for a while and trying to build up the courage to go and knock on his door.

What if he just slams the door I my face?

What if he doesn't even answer?

What if somebody else answers?

I open the car door and slowly walk down the street towards his house. My hands start to shake and I shove them in my pockets, hiding them from view. I arrive at his door and I can feel my palms sweating. I take a deep breath and knock before I can talk myself out of it.

Knock, knock, knock.

BREATHE NINA. EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE!

I see a figure moving behind the glass.

Breathe in, breathe out.

The door swings open and a person I never thought I would ever see again stands before me. Her dark hair is scraped back into a messy bun and she wears a purple, silk, wrap-around robe.

"Nina, Hi" she says in her sweet, sugary voice which it totally put on and fake.

Why did I not consider that fact that he might have a girlfriend?

"Can I help you?" she asks.

"What?...No...its...No" I stutter out. I turn on my heel and hurry back towards my car.

"I'll let Fabian know that you stopped by." She calls after me.

"No that's fine. It was a mistake, coming here." I call back, my voice beginning to wobble.

I'm almost at the end of his street when Fabian himself comes jogging around the corner.

Since when does Fabian jog?

I stop dead in my tracks and Fabian almost crashes straight in to me.

"Oh. Nina." He pulls out his earphones and runs his hand through his damp hair.

"Fabian. Hi."

"What are you doing here?"

"Nothing. This was a mistake. I should go." Before he can answer I step around him and run back to my car, leaving him standing there dumbfounded.

I tug my car door open and throw myself inside.

Why did I come here?

I am so stupid!

I should have known that the second I was out of his life she would find a way to get in his bed.

I hate her so much.

I swallow the lump in my throat and jam the key in the ignition.

Thoughts spin around my head like a whirlwind making me more and more angry with myself for not considering this.

I slam my foot on the accelerator and black spots my vision, probably meaning that I shouldn't be driving. Only I'm not thinking about safety. The only thing in my mind is putting as much distance between me and her that Liverpool would allow.

Why didn't I think of this?

This is typical her.

This is typical Joy.

Author's Note: There is the next chapter of 'Breathe'. Hope it was ok! As I start school again tomorrow I will write/upload as and when I can. 2-3 reviews for me to continue. Sibuna!