A friend in need is a friend indeed but when they go away from your life, the void can never be filled. You know who I'm talking about. But if you are happy, so am I for you. Stay blessed.

*All Poetry in italics are mine.

With that Sylvie hung up, leaving Alex to her fuming anger again. Alex hated her own self. She was lonely and drunk but it was not an excuse, truth was she let herself down. She let Sylvie destroy her pride. She clenched her teeth and went to have a hot shower. Again. She just closed her eyes, wanting to wash away all the feelings she had for Sylvie. She felt that they had nothing in common anymore. This is it. She either had to kill herself or grow up. And she chose the latter.

"They had battled and bloodied one another, they had kept secrets, broken hearts, lied, betrayed, exiled, they had walked away, said goodbye and sworn it was forever, and somehow, every time, they had mended, they had forgiven, they had survived. Some mistakes could never be fixed - some, but not all. Some people can't be driven away, no matter how hard you try. Some friendships won't break."

― Robin Wasserman, Greed

That week started badly. Sylvie ruined her self esteem and Alex was determined to forget her but she did not know how to. she went to her shift in the pub the next day, an hour earlier and met Nicky in the supply room.

"Did you call Sylvie?"

As if she could read her mind, Nicky asked Alex.

"I hope you ended things"

"No. But Nicky listen"

"You know what Vause, fuck you. If you wanna be a doormat and if you want her to have the upper hand in every fucking thing in your life, be my guest. Don't you fucking talk to me about it"

Nicky stormed away banging the door.

"Fuck you Nichols" Alex Muttered under her breath but her heart was breaking. Nicky was her best friend and her partner in crime and her wing woman. She wanted to explain Nicky how she was gonna work out this situation but it seemed now she had to figure out everything on her own.

"I will be fine."

Alex told herself but her heart was clouded with excruciating pain.

The week went from bad to worse when Alex was summoned by the New Editor, Piper Chapman. In fact it was Jeremy, who was in charge of the Culture section, should have gone there ,Alex just proofread the section, but since Jeremy fell and twisted his ankle and since Alex was the only member of that section who was present on that day, she was the one who became the scapegoat.

Alex knocked the door.

"Come in."

A stern voice.

"Alex from the Culture section"

It was the first time Alex saw Piper in close quarters. She was insanely beautiful and Alex thought her heart missed a beat. Alex thought there was Something radiated from within that rendered her irresistible to both genders and she was sure both men and women desired her. She was awaken by Piper's voice.

"What the hell you guys are writing? "Age of Empires': How 2 Dynasties of Art Forged China's Identity" who cared about it? "Liked 'Serials,Here's Why the True-Crime Podcast 'S-Town' Is Better" seriously? Who write these articles?

"Not me."

Alex muttered.

"What?"

"I said I did not write these articles. I merely proofread."

Piper looked at the raven haired drop dead gorgeous woman in front of her. She was the kind of girl that women loved to hate. She had that movie star look, not overly tall and willowy, but more like an action star. Her muscle definition was perfect and she walked with confidence. She wasn't just flawless in her bone structure, her skin was like silk over glass and she radiated an intelligent beauty.

"So why the hell you are here?"

Piper had to say something, she could not stare at his beautiful goddess for a long time. It would look awkward.

"Because the person who is in charge of the culture section is not here."

"Ask him to come when he comes, the first thing tomorrow. You can go now."

Bitch.

Alex almost said that but checked herself. She was not having a great week anyway and anything could backfire at the moment, she closed the door after her.

Life in daily planet is not gonna be easy again.

Alex worked extra cautiously checking the next morning's paper because she did not like to face the wrath of Piper Chapman. And she was super exhausted when she reached home. She could not update her blog for couple of days and after having a quick shower and after preparing some toast for her, she sat in front of her laptop, munching the toast and wrote thinking of Sylvie.

I tried to remember a moment I hated you

I turned back time

Walked in the memory lane

Dissecting every memory I have

Every kiss we shared

Every intimate moment

I flipped back and forth

But could not isolate a single moment

That I hated you

All my life

All these years

I had nothing to give you

But my deepest affection

Arising from the core of my poor soul…

She stood up from her chair and prepared herself a mug of hot chocolate and sat again to check how many people have read her poem. There were 35 hits for five minutes and five comments. One comment intrigued her. It was by PC84

" I love the way you expressed your emotions. You seemed to be in so much pain. Everything changes, the good and the bad. Have faith"

Seems like a caring person.

Alex thought and as she believed poetry was the only place she could hide herself. Her life was a hellhole at the moment and she wondered how she could go on if not for the poetry she wrote. They were like her drug to a happy place where no one knew who she was.

She started writing again.

I feel lonely in a crowd of thousand souls around me

I get lost in voices and walk away

I open my eyes wide to see that I am still dreaming

I am not me,without you

I read but my eyes are blind

I cannot remember a happy day

I smile but people look in wonder

When my eyes won't stay the same

In my mind, I think I still see you

Around me,near or far

I try to run but I know it is an illusion

It brings me nothing but pain

She was going to switch off her laptop and off to bed but she got one notification saying someone commented on her latest poetry. It was PC84, again.

"I wish I could help you and I am serious. Life is not so bad. Have hope and believe."

Although she had no idea who this PC84 she felt an instant connection for the appreciation. There was one person in this world at the moment who was worried about her, she did not know whether this was a man or a woman but she was glad and could not help but write another.

Under the same sky we live,

Miles apart but close at heart,

Look up, you will see the guiding stars,

Remember me, even when I depart

With that Alex went to sleep. It was a tumultuous couple of days, with Nicky and then with Piper Chapman. She was worried about times to come. She knew she had the strength to face anything that life threw at her face but she missed Nicky. She took her phone to text and explain thing to Nicky but then decided against it. She had her pride to think about. She wished with all her heart that Nicky would come around.