Hello, I'm here again, delivering chapter three. It's a short update because I wanted to give you guys this update quickly. Do not worry, I'm already writing more. I hope you like it.

Alex Vause

Such an intriguing name, especially because it belonged to a gorgeous young girl. Why would anyone want to end their life? That was something she couldn't understand. Surely her life was far from perfect, she had so many issues to deal with, but she was sure that suicide was not something anyone should do and she certainly couldn't understand why a girl who was around her age thought she was done with life.

Piper was sitting on the back seat of the luxurious car thinking hard about what to do. What can I do to see her? She was not a family member, hell, not even a friend, never saw her before and still she felt the need to take care of her, because she happened to be passing there at that exact moment, so she felt that it was fate.

She wanted to take care of Alex, she never thought she'd save someone's life but here she was.

Piper jumped a foot in the air when a police car pulled over behind the car and the siren's sound interrupted the peaceful silence.

"Shit!" Piper cursed out loud, the ID still in her (now) shaking hands. She quickly hid the ID between her panties and her jeans, whatever happened, she wanted to keep the ID.

"Ma'am, step out of the car, hands up where I can see them!" yelled a policeman.

Piper slowly climbed off the car with both her hands up in surrender, feeling light headed, shaking from head to toe.

"You have the right to remain silent. Car's been reported as stolen." The officer said loudly, getting closer to the frightened blonde.

Piper noticed the young lady standing beside the police officer, a short, eccentric looking woman, with disheveled blonde-reddish hair, who was staring at her with a total expression of disbelief and confusion.

"Miss Nichols" the officer referred to her, "Do you know this woman?" Said Miss Nichols shook her head.

"No, officer" the woman said calmly and the policeman nodded.

"Ma'am, you'll have to go with me down to the station to make your declaration." The tall man with a moustache yelled again. "Turn around, you have the right to remain silent."

Piper did as she was told and turned around so the man could handcuff her, although she was sure that something was wrong in the whole proceeding of things. Surely they couldn't arrest her?

"You may call a lawyer when you're there." The man said grinning maliciously, while handcuffing the blonde with excessive force and sniffing her hair loudly.

What the fuck is he doing!?

Piper tried to keep calm, in order to not sink herself in deeper shit, so she took a deep breath and let the man carry her to the police car in silence. She was scared to death but she was trying really hard to not let any emotion show in her features. She sat on the back seat of the police car for a couple of minutes, while the man and "Miss Nichols" talked outside.

She was taken to the station where she was waiting to make her phone call.

The dialing tone was making her feel uneasy. What if she doesn't answer? I have just one phone call. I should've called my father, what was I thinking? Oh my god, what am I going to-

"Hello?" Polly finally answered.

"Oh my god, thank you Polly, I was so afraid you would not pick up! I thought I was doomed! I'm so scared" the blonde rambled.

"Piper? What's up? What happened?"

"One minute!" yelled a blonde, fat officer from behind.

"Shit, Polly, I need you to listen, don't interrupt, I've got just one minute. I'm down at the police station, please call Larry and ask him to bring his dad here, I need a lawyer ASAP. I'm at the station located on…."

Everything was swirling darkness, and she wasn't sure where or when she was. If she still was.

Alex tried to focus on anything but found herself just existing, she wasn't able to see anything. It was as if she were in a dark room, a room where she didn't have any of her senses. She tried to hear but her ears didn't seem to function, she couldn't smell, taste or touch anything. Somehow she was still thinking, because she could process that she wasn't able to do anything but think and it was a weird as fuck experience.

Am I dead? Am I dreaming? Am I high?

She started to panic and really wanted to scream or move, anything, but nothing happened. She started to cry, or at least felt like she was doing that because she could, at least, feel panic and sadness.

Sadness.

Loneliness.

Pain.

That's it. I committed suicide. Maybe this is hell.

She tried to move but noticed that she felt weightless and maybe that was normal because if she was dead, she wasn't supposed to have a body anymore. So she let the darkness surrounding her embrace her.

Beep.

She started to regret every single bad thing she did in her life. Lying to her mom, engaging in the drug world, poisoning young people with the toxic substance, cheating…

Beep.

She would never see her mom again. She killed herself to be able to be with her again, but clearly her mother was in heaven. Not in hell like her, because her mother was an angel, always working hard to make ends meet…

Beep.

How could she be so stupid! So selfish. She thought she had no one in the world to give a fuck about her, but she had her friend Nicky, and she clearly didn't even thought about her…

Beep.

And holy shit, she suddenly remembered all shades of blue swirling together into a pool of apprehension in those azure eyes. Who is that?

Beep.

A sharp, shocking pain shot through her, causing every nerve in her body? to come alive.

Beep.

She had the idea that someone was saying her name, but she couldn´t really identify the voice and she wasn't sure that it was a voice because at some points it sounded like muffled sounds and she noticed an annoying beeping sound...

Beep.

No, someone was definitely saying her name, and that someone was also touching her. She was sure now that she at least had senses, and presumably, a body too.

Beep.

She felt so much pain that she was forced to try to open her eyes, with great effort she started to slowly open her heavy eyelids.

Beep.

She had a blurry vision of everythingsowhite. Slowly, shadows came to vision and she tried to focus on anything but the light was blinding and her head screamed in pain at the sudden intrusion of light.

"I ca- can't" she croaked in the harshest voice.

Beep.

"Shhh, Alex, it's okay, I'm here with you, you fucking idiot." Nicky scream-whispered the last part.

"What-" she swallowed hard and it hurt like hell.

"Don't speak, you've got a tube down your throat, in case you haven't noticed. Let me call the nurse." Nicky said and pressed a button on a remote lying on a table beside the bed.

"She'll come any second now"

"Who would've thought you had such a deep throat" Nicky chuckled and regretted what she said immediately because when Alex tried to laugh at the joke, she started choking.

Coughing furiously, she started swinging her arms frantically asking for help when the nurse arrived and told her to keep still and slowly removed the tube from her throat.

Nicky thanked her while Alex still had a coughing fit and attempted to touch her neck to soothe the pain but regretted it because the movement of her arms caused her a greater pain. And she remembered the whole situation and felt totally embarrassed.

Nicky stopped laughing abruptly, noticing the change of mood in the room, after Alex winced notably while trying to move her arms and she had her eyes fixed on the bandaged arms.

"Feeling better without that thing down your throat? I guess you couldn't give a decent blow job to a guy huh?" the shorter woman said jokingly, desperately trying to lighten the mood.

"Fucking asshole" Alex said, smiling ever so slightly.

"Yeah, that's me, but you're trying really hard to win my title."

"I know" Alex said bitterly.

Sensing it was a bad thing to say, Nicky yet again changed the subject: "Do you know a woman named Piper Chapman?"

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