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Lose her? It hits Piper. What did she say to Alex exactly? Where did they end it?

"Don't count on it," it rings in her head.

"Shit."


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Piper doesn't hear from Alex the rest of the evening. She sends her texts all night, trying to get through to her, but her girlfriend doesn't respond. She knows why though. She knows it when she's sending the texts, and she knows it when every text she sends gets ignored by Alex.

Alex is irritated by her. That much is clear. She knows Alex well enough by know that a few things that happened last night are reasons for the brunette to not be answering her. One; she was shouting at Alex at her workplace. It's something that Alex doesn't stand for. She's learned that even before they were together. Two; even though Piper was taking it one step too far, Alex told her that they would talk later. She dismissed her by telling her that that wasn't neccessary anymore.

Eventually Piper fell asleep from exhaustion, hoping that she would get through to Alex tomorrow.

After her shift Alex walks towards her street. Or at least she was planning to. Because after a while she finds herself standing right before Piper's house. This was not how it was supposed to go.. She wanted to let Piper revel in what she said for at least a few days. She needs Piper to really think about what she said before she gives her the time of day again. She's struggling between trying to walk away from the house again or going in, knowing that her blonde girlfriend is probably sleeping in a warm bed without her.

She wants to go inside so bad. Even now, when Piper has let her down, she wants to be with her. She decides to take a seat on the bench across from Piper's house. Just thinking this through before she decides what to do. What made Piper act like that in the first place? She already knew that Piper could escalate like this if someone provoked her enough. She just has to figure out what provoked her this time.

Truth is, she wasn't expecting to see her girlfriend tonight at all. When she did see her, it was a pleasant surprise. The evening was already getting better with the expectation to spend the night with her girlfriend, especially if she got a few drinks inside which would absolutely lead to extra frisky sex.

She tries to understand where this night went wrong. Piper was having fun at first, at least it looked like it. She was dancing and drinking with Polly. A few guys were dancing around them, but not too close. Not that close that Piper would be upset about that. And come to think of it. Piper was definitely upset with her, not with anybody else. Except for the blonde that was sitting at the bar trying to get her attention. DING DING.

The blonde at the bar. She was hot, she has to admit. Not as hot as Piper though, far from actually. Even though her girlfriend couldn't see it, she certainly did. Alex loved her legs that would go on for days, her toned waist and those perky boobs that would always beg for her attention. What was there not to like, love even?

What was it again that Piper was screaming on and on about? It was about the blonde, she got that far in the meantime. Something about her name, what was her name again. Ugh, what does it matter anyway. Oh, and something about boobs. Alex's boobs, her boobs. Both. She was touching her. The touch was pretty innocent, at least that's what she thought. But then again she was used to this kind of flirtation from girls at bars. Them writing down their numbers and putting that said number somewhere, anywhere on her body, if they could reach her. This time it was that little pocket on her shirt, right above her tits.

She's starting to see the point here. She understands why Piper must have been upset about that fact. But a full blow screaming is a little too much for that. Even for Piper. There must be something else. Something she's not seeing yet.

How did Piper describe the blonde? How did the blonde look in the first place. She can't seem to remember. She does remember every word that came out of Piper's mouth though. Especially those last four words that are ringing through her head with everything she does, and next to every other thought she has. "Don't count on it".

What was it that her girlfriend said about the blonde. "To fuck the blonde with her huge tits right in front of your girlfriend."

Like that would ever happen. Piper must know that it wouldn't, deep in her heart. All combined it's almost enough for Piper to lose her shit. But there's still something missing. Piper still seemed to be focussed on something else.

She's trying very hard to see the bigger picture here, but isn't getting anywhere yet. She just doesn't understand. Why would Piper think that she would want to fuck the other blonde. She has a beautiful blonde all to herself, why would she? Maybe that's it. Maybe Piper doesn't see why she wouldn't. She knows she thinks Piper is fucking perfect, but does the blonde think that about herself, in comparison to others? She's not sure.

She's almost there. She feels it. Not quite, but almost. It's enough for her to decide she's going in though.

Even though it's a pretty fucked up explanation for the blonde to behave like that towards her, there's still a reason that she did. And for now it's enough for Alex.

It's enough for her to go inside, and demand a true explanation.

She walks into the bedroom, and sees her girlfriend immediately. Appearing to be peaceful asleep. When she walks around to the other side of the bed though she sees that Piper's face isn't that peaceful. She looks worried and troubled, even in her sleep. Her heart aches for the blonde even though she still doesn't understand why the blonde brought this upon herself. They were good, great even. They told each other that they loved each other. Why would Piper make this so hard for herself?

She wants to shout those words to her. She wants to demand that explanation, she really does. She just can't seem to get there. Because at the same time all she will ever want is to crawl in beside the blonde, and make all of her troubles go away.

Alex spoons the girl from behind and brings her hand up to her neck to put some of her blonde strands behind her ear so that she can kiss her neck. It's not her intention to wake up the blonde though, not yet.

Piper mumbles something in her sleep when she feels the brunette pull her in closer, but doesn't wake up until she feels Alex grab her boob, and push her front into her ass more clearly. At the same time Piper wakes up, it hits Alex. She remembers Piper telling her that she's insecure about her boobs. That they're not big enough. Tonight Piper was rambling something about the other blonde with her huge tits. That's it. It's the missing thing that made Piper go crazy. Crazy with jealousy.

All of her anger subsides towards understanding. The want to make all of her troubles go away is the only thing that's left. It's absolutely not necessary for Piper to be jealous of someone else's tits. Not towards Alex at least. And Piper needs to know that. Alex needs her to know that. She will make sure that she knows that, starting now.

"Alex, is that you?"

"It's me baby. Were you expecting someone else," she insinuates with a smirk plastered on her face.

"No, of course not. But I wasn't expecting you either," Piper mumbles softly. Knowing full well who's fault that is.

"Well if I shouldn't count on you to come talk to me, I had to come here didn't I," she tells her more than asks her. Her voice more teasing than anything else.

"You didn't respond to my texts or calls, Alex. I didn't mean what I said tonight."

"Mmh, Piper. What exactly didn't you mean? That we wouldn't talk later? Or the one where you said I was going to fuck the blonde right before your eyes? Or the one where you said that she's got huge tits," she punctuates those last words precisely but carefully by putting her hand on Piper's tit more forcefully, all the while she talks into the blonde's ear.

"Because she does have huge tits Piper. I can't argue with that."

Piper doesn't understand where Alex is going with this.

"Let me tell you something. You know. There is this girl. She's got blonde hair, just like that girl from the bar. Except that the girl I'm talking about.. she's got legs that go on for days. And her ass. You wouldn't believe it if I told you how tight it is. I mean like truly an ass to die for. And you know that I love ass, don't you Piper?"

She has a feeling where Alex is going with this, but she still doesn't let herself hope too much.

"But that's not all there is about her. You also know that I love tits, don't you Piper. The bigger the better, you would think right?" She asks her girlfriend.

"Yeah, I I'm," Piper stutters until Alex breaks her off.

"That's where you're wrong. I do love tits Pipes. Big or small, it doesn't matter to me. Do you want to know which kind I love the most?"

"Mhmh," she answers carefully. Curious but also afraid for the answer she might get.

All the while Alex keeps kneeding Piper's boob. It started over het shirt but in the meantime she put her hand under Piper's shirt already.

"Those that really stand to my attention, you know. Like these," she punctuates while she grips the one in her hand a little tighter, before she pinches Piper's nipple to make her point even more clear.

To prevent that things get out of hand, and they don't talk about what happened tonight, Alex sits up and motions for Piper to do the same.

"I don't fucking care how big your tits are Piper," she tells her girlfriend sternly. She doesn't want to get mad at the blonde. But she needs Piper to really understand her.

"But, hers are.."

"I don't want to hear it. I especially don't care about how big hers are. I don't care about the size of any woman's boobs alright Piper?"

"Alright."

"What I do care about is that I love yours. I love that yours are mine. Does that make sense? I don't care about the size of them, I just care that they are mine. That you are mine. And because I am crazy about you, those tits of yours.. feel fucking perfect. Okay? They feel so good baby, believe me. But it hasn't got anything to with size. It's because they are your tits Piper, yours. And I love you."

"She could flaunt them in my face for all I care. It does nothing for me, Piper. Nothing."

"These however," she starts again while she puts her hands on both Piper's tits this time. She leans in a little more so that she can whisper in the girl's ear. She's not afraid to say it. But she's not saying it out loud either. She's not used to giving over her control that easily. "Are making me wet.. and, since that's totally your fault. I think you should do something about that."


A/N

So, just because I'm trying to better myself and upload a chapter every week.. you're probably still not that happy with me for leaving you hanging like this.. Can't have it all though!