The pink haired woman just stood at the door in silence, confused, and upset, why was she doing this?

Fine.

Vi started stepping away from her almost lover's doorstep, and carefully took each step towards the bottom of the stairs.

All the brunette could do was watch her love walk away, Vi..

The enforcer got to the bottom of the steps and got onto her motorcycle, she had been hurt, all she wanted was to get away. She slid on her helmet and revved up her bike and proceeded to one of piltovers most popular bars. She would numb the pain with alcohol, try to forget everything, especially her.

Caitlyn slid down her door, hands pressed firmly against the polished wood,

screeech.

why...why me? The brunette began sobbing, she laid her back against the door and stared at the ceiling fan, then glanced over to see a small picture frame. It was a picture of herself with Vi, she was standing in front of the enforcer and Vi had made a stupid expression on her face, and had one arm wrapped around my waist. The brunette couldn't help but smile, she stood up and went over to the framed picture and picked it up, observing it for a few moments before making her way to the bathroom.

The brunette gently placed the photo onto the edge of her bathtub as she turned the knob to start the water and placed numerous candles down onto the rim of the tub.

Caitlyn began sliding off her dress, shoulders fist, then off from her legs.

she also began to unhook her bra, and slid off her panties onto the tiled floor. She caressed her hair to the side where it fell gently over her bare breasts, and slid her foot along with the rest of herself into the filled tub.

The pink haired woman had arrived at the bar, she parked her bike crooked, but she didn't care, she was too upset to care. She entered the building and sat right down in front, and ordered a shot of vodka right off the bat. The enforcer wanted to forget this night, like it never happened, she wanted to forget the sex, the moments, everything.

Caitlyn had been soaking in the tub for quite a while, she let her brunette locks float in the crystal clear water, when she sat up all of her hair had stuck to her back, it's length reached about past her hips. The woman grabbed the picture from the corner and glanced at it for a while, she began to feel herself get worked up again, and warm salted tears began to fall onto the glass.

tink. tink.

The brunette had been crying so hard, she had no idea how hard she had been squeezing the picture.

crack.

Blood had began to flow into the water, it was such a deep red, almost like velvet.

Fuck.

The brunette placed the now broken picture onto the edge of the tub again, stood up and stepped outside of the bathtub,knocking over some of her candles that thankfully went out due to the water that had made it's way over from the inside of the tub. The blood had now traveled down her arm and down past her stomach. Ouch. The woman had cleaned up her hand with some peroxide and wrapped it in some medical cloth. There were blood droplets that had spilled onto the floor, if she didn't know any better she would say that someone came in here and tried to attack her.

She thought to herself, what am I doing..?

I deserve to be happy damn it!

She was tired of letting everyone step on her, using her, calling her weak. She wasn't going to let Jayce scare her.

The sheriff put on fresh clothes and didn't even bother drying her hair or putting on make up, she blew out the candles that were left lit on the bath tub rim and headed out the door, she was going to get Vi.

The brunette thought, where would I go if I were depressed,

but then again she was trying to think as Vi..

A bar.

She knew where the nearest bar was to her apartment, so she decided she might as well just walk. She figured the enforcer wouldn't go to far for a cheap drink.

Once she had arrived at the place she entered immediately looking for her partner, she ignored the comments being made from several drunk men attempting to hit on her. The brunette spotted her, she had been sitting upfront on the bar stools, her head resting on the palm of her hand downing multiple shots of..whatever.

She had approached the pink haired woman with a saddened look on her face, the woman was too fucked up to even know Caitlyn had been standing right there. Caitlyn tapped the enforcer on the shoulder, no response at fist. For all she knew the woman could have drank herself to death.

Finally the woman responded, she turned her head towards the brunette, eyes dimmed, and she had a death grip on the glass she had drank out of.

what.

A cold response, her breath reeked of liquor, and all Caitlyn could do was stare, she knew she was the cause of this. Vi..I'm so sorry, about earlier...

The enforcer just laughed at the other woman, the brunette was so confused as to why she was laughing, but then again, it could be the alcohol talking.

You think I'm just going to take you back after what you did? You think you can just step on my heart and throw it and come to me and think it'll be okay?!

The brunette grabbed her arm, well no, there's no excuse for how I've been acting. I understand you're upset..but-

The sheriff had been cut off by the enforcer, BUT NOTHING, The woman didn't realize how loud she had been and was beginning to get stares from people. I gave you my heart and all you did was throw it right back at my face. The brunette just stared in awe, she had no words left to say, what has she done, she really fucked it up this time..

The pink haired woman faced her "Partner", Do yourself a favor and leave me alone. I didn't come here to see you. With that the enforcer turned back around towards the bar giving Caitlyn the cold shoulder. The brunette nodded and escorted herself out heading back to her lonely apartment.

The brunette began sobbing again, once beloved partner now resented her. Fuck me.

It was rather late after traveling to the bar and back and it had gotten quite dark outside, she had decided to take a shortcut to get home faster, it was through one of the alleyways that lead to the back of her apartments.

Suddenly the brunette heard a shuffling sound, almost like footsteps, she began walking a bit faster, but the shuffling noises had only gotten less distant. Suddenly a man had appeared in front of her, tall, lean,with long black hair, he had been wearing a ripped tank top with jeans that touched the bottom of the pavement. Caitlyn tried backing up slowly to only bump into yet another shady looking man. The woman tried running, but only to be grabbed by one of the men, she tried to fight back, she began kicking the man repetitively, nothing. Caitlyn didn't have her weapon with her which was her only protection towards this kind of thing, The brunette still struggled trying to be released from the mans grip, she finally went in and bit the back of his hand, hard, causing it to bleed.

You dumb bitch! The man who had held her threw her to the ground causing a rip in the sheriff's clothing, the other man with the dark hair had caught up to the woman kicking her in the stomach preventing her from moving and placed a rag over her mouth, the rag had been soaked with chloroform causing the officer to faint. One of the men picked the woman up and headed towards their destination.

part 2 yay! sorry it took me so long to update, anyways! hope you enjoyed this chapter and keep a look out for chapter 8 :) it's getting real deep now.

Songs that inspired this chapter:

yeah yeah yeah's- runaway

A great big world ft. Christina Aguilera- Say something (I'm giving up on you)