Hey guys, I hope you weren't too heartbroken over my last update. Please don't hate me. It's Vauseman endgame. For me, music helps everything, especially a breakup so this chapter it written a little differently. I hope you enjoy :) Sorry for the delay in updating, It's been a rough month but I'm back. Thank you for your comments, follows and favourites, it means the world to me. Anyway, here's the chapter that you've been waiting for.

Chapter 8:

''I love you, Alex. I'm not leaving you again. Especially when you need me! Nothing you can say will make me leave!'' Piper said stubbornly as she curled into her ex-girlfriend.

Alex loved Piper with all her heart. She never knew she could feel so much love for another person. The brunette had an important decision to make… Sacrifice her own happiness for the happiness of Piper. In her mind, it was a no-brainer. Piper came first. She would do anything to make the blonde happy and no matter how many years they were apart, she would still do anything for Piper. It was going to deeply hurt Alex… It almost killed her the first time and after getting a small taste, it will probably most definitely kill her this time, but that was a chance she had to take for Piper's happiness.

''I'm sorry, Piper. This was a mistake… I don't love you anymore!'' Alex said with a clenched jaw and serious expression. Not that the blonde could see through the tears that flooded her cheeks.

Piper couldn't even form any words to say back to the brunette. The lump that formed in her throat was that painful it felt like her throat had closed over. Tears rolled down her cheeks like a river on a rough, winter night. Piper needed to clear her head, she needed space to think. The blonde jumped out of the bed, grabbed her clothes and quickly dressed. As she raced around, she half expected the brunette to come after her and stop her, telling her that she didn't mean it… But that never happened. Alex hadn't moved from the bed where the blonde had left her.

With one final look around the apartment they once shared; Piper closed the door behind her for the final time.

Alex lay in bed as she heard the apartment door slam and with it her heart shattered into thousands of tiny pieces. In the few, short hours they had spent together, the blonde had managed to glue together the broken pieces of the brunette's heart that she had once smashed. Now, the pieces were too damaged to be mended, they were completely crumbled and unfixable.

Alex got out of bed and shrugged on her silk robe with tears in her eyes, that were threatening to fall and a lump in her throat. The brunette decided to turn to the only friend who has been there for her recently, alcohol. Alex usually tried to avoid alcohol since her stint in rehab as one substance leads to another, but with the thought of her upcoming prison sentence looming over her head, the brunette needed something to help her forget. However, no amount of alcohol or drugs would help to numb the pain from her broken heart. Alex poured herself four fingers of whiskey without the rocks and sat down on the living room couch, she couldn't face her bedroom with the smell of her ex-girlfriend lingering on the sheets. The brunette grabbed her earphones and listened to some music that matched her current mood.

I know it's been a couple months; we should meet up

I'll meet you downstairs at the subway station,

We don't gotta talk about us, how we messed it up

We could keep it light, just a conversation

No expectation

Just a one-minute walk

And it's just two blocks

And three drinks later

You're back in my arms

I just had sex with my ex

In a New York apartment,

Now I'm a mess, I'm obsessed

I'm right back where I started, broken-hearted

Every time you call me, I'll pick up again

Back into my feelings, back into your bed,

I just had sex with my ex

In a New York apartment

I thought it'd be harmless

Gimme one more night to be wrapped up in you,

And I know that I'm losing my mind

And it feels like I'm losing you twice

Is it worth the price? What have I gotten into?

I just had sex with my ex

In a New York apartment

I thought it'd be harmless

'That basically sums up today. 'Now I'm a mess, I'm obsessed. I'm right back where I started, broken-hearted. Back into my feelings, back into bed.' Honestly, I don't think I ever left my feelings behind. Was it worth the price? Would it have been better to have left things the way it ended years ago? With guilt and regrets… At least we'd both kinda moved on. Or was it better to have one more night wrapped up in Piper, to know that she still loves me and wants to try again? I know I'm gonna lose my mind, now that I've lost her twice!' Alex thought to herself as she finished her whiskey and poured another.

After working so hard to dig her way back up from rock bottom, Alex could feel herself beginning to fall down a familiar dark spiral. Only this time there was no happy future to work towards. The brunette was totally alone in this world, with no one to look out for her but herself. With each mouthful of whiskey that passed her lips, the idea of sobriety became more foolish.

'What am I trying to stay sober for… Prison?' Alex thought as she fell further into the swirling waves of darkness.

Piper left her ex's apartment with a broken heart. The blonde tried to hold back the tears and swallow down the lump in her throat as she walked home. Piper didn't want to go home to Larry, she wanted to stay with Alex and lay in her arms. No matter how scary and dangerous their lifestyle was, the blonde always felt safe in her ex-girlfriend's arms. But Alex had made it clear that she no longer wanted Piper or loved her. The blonde had no other option but to return home to Larry and pretend their affair had never happened. Honestly, Piper wanted to go to Polly's house and tell her best friend everything that had happened. Polly knew the history between Piper and Alex, and she would be able to pick up the broken pieces of the blonde's heart once again. But that wasn't an option… Polly's boyfriend Pete, lived next door to Larry and they became friends, that's how Larry and Piper met. Polly has been their biggest supporter since the first date, always arranging double dates and couple's activities together.

Piper returned home and thankfully Larry was passed out in their bed, she wouldn't have been able to face him if he was awake, especially in his drunken state. Piper turned on the shower, stripped off her clothes and tried to wash off the betrayal and heart break she felt. As she stood under the warm water, the blonde finally allowed herself to cry, her tears ran down her cheeks, matching the flow of the shower head.

After her shower, the blonde grabbed a blanket and decided to sleep on the couch. Piper couldn't bear the thought of sleeping next to her boyfriend after choosing to betray his love for the love of another. Since returning to the home they shared together and seeing a sleeping Larry cuddling her pillow, the blonde was weighed down with guilt. Piper felt awful for cheating on Larry and lying about it. Almost throwing away the life they had built together for someone who didn't love her anymore. It felt like a sick joke, maybe twisted revenge. But Piper didn't regret her actions, she enjoyed reconnecting with her ex-girlfriend and sharing her bed again for a final time. The blonde liked that they took their time to relearn the other's body, almost as if they were trying to burn the memory into their brain, because that's all it was now… Just a memory.

Piper tossed and turned on the couch all night as she cried herself to sleep. The blonde cried over the love that she had once again lost and cried over the thought of her ex-girlfriend going to prison, probably for life.

Alex sat on the couch, with an empty glass in her hands, more than halfway through a bottle of expensive whiskey. The brunette had given up trying to stop the endless stream of tears a while ago as she sat lost in her dark thoughts.

'It killed me when I saw on Facebook that Piper was in a relationship after we broke up. I knew it would happen eventually and she didn't rush into one, it was almost two years later but it still hurt. It hurt more knowing that it was with a man, though I wasn't surprised. I wanted to hate her. I tried to hate her. But that's the problem, I could never hate her! I used to wish that she'd change her mind and come back to me or even call. Until one day I gave up wishing, knowing it wasn't going to happen. Then in true Piper Chapman style, she surprised me by calling. Although it was a drunk dial, it doesn't matter because she called me! Piper said everything that I'd been wanting to hear since the day she left. But with prison around the corner for me, it was too late. I couldn't put her through that. Not when she has that stupid fucking boyfriend and their perfect life together. I couldn't ruin that on her. Piper probably hates me now. I know it's gonna hurt, but she'll get back to her normal life and forget about me. It'll be easier for her if she hates me! It would be easier for me to get over her if I hated her, but I was never able to hate her.' Alex thought to herself, noticing her empty glass and filling it with another whiskey as her Spotify played music in the background.

If I hated you I know that

I could do this on my own

You know I dream about

Getting back together in the future

I could focus on you

But if I leave right now

I hope that you don't find someone

That touches you the way that I do

My bedtime is the darkest

That's when I'm broken-hearted

The night-time is the hardest

It'd be easy if I hated you

I'd leave the after-party

I wouldn't miss your body

If I hated you

Took an eyelash off my face,

said "Make a wish" and I made three

Wish I could've loved you better

Wish you'd kiss me,

wish I wasn't me

I just wanna stay right here

Lay right here

Talk it all over

Don't go

And I just wanna love like that

We know that we can't go there

It'd be easy if I hated you

Alex listened to the song as she gulped down her drink, the burn of the whiskey doing nothing to sooth the lump she felt in her throat. The brunette knew that the tears in her eyes weren't from the burn of the drink but from relating deeply to the song.

Piper woke early the next morning, deciding to go for a run to clear her head, she was careful not to walk her sleeping boyfriend before she left.

The blonde quietly closed the door to their brownstone house, done some quick stretches and took off running. Normally she would start with a light jog to ease herself into the run but this morning she ran as fast as she could. Piper wanted to clear her head from thoughts of the brunette and the previous day, she was literally trying to run away from everything. Usually, the blonde would pop in her earphones and listen to bouncy pop music to give her that extra motivation, but she didn't need that today.

Piper ran as fast as she could, her lungs were burning and her legs were aching but no matter how fast she ran, she couldn't escape her thoughts.

'I'm such an idiot! I sacrificed everything I had with Larry, for Alex. Sweet, caring, loyal Larry. When Alex doesn't even love me anymore! It's no one's fault but my own… I called her. I initiated this whole thing. I asked to go back to her place. I screwed up. I basically jumped into her bed. Alex has always loved sex; I knew she wasn't going to turn me down. I thought we were on the same page. I thought we both felt the same… I guess I was wrong! Or was this just a game to her? Alex has always loved to play the long game. Did she just fuck me so she could screw up my new life that I've built without her as some sort of twisted revenge for leaving her? How am I supposed to go back to Larry, knowing that I've cheated on him? How can I look into his devoted, faithful eyes knowing that I betrayed him in the worse possible way? Fuck… I've really messed everything up!' Piper thought as she started to slow her running, when she realised where she was. The blonde was back outside her brownstone house, she was so lost in her thoughts that she had subconsciously ran her usual route and returned home.

'I hope Larry is still asleep!' Piper thought as she walked up the steps and opened the front door.

Alex woke around noon the next day, feeling like utter death. The brunette had slept herself sober and straight into her unbearable hangover. The blinding sunlight shone from the windows, intensifying her already pounding headache. If only she hadn't forgotten to close the curtains in her drunken state. Alex slowly sat up, trying not to make her hangover worse by making any sudden movements as last night's events flooded her mind.

It had been a long time since Alex last woke in a state like this; sick to her stomach with a headache so intense that she wanted to claw her eyeballs out and put them into a glass of iced water. It had been a long time, but the brunette could still remember the hangover cure like it was yesterday… A little hair of the dog that bit you, aspirin, plenty of coffee and a cigarette. Normally she would have followed that by shooting heroine but that's a thought she dare not think.

''Irish coffee, it is!'' Alex said as she slowly made her way to the kitchen to prepare her coffee.

A few minutes later, Alex sat back down on the couch where she had spent the night with her coffee in one hand and a cigarette in the other. After a few mouthfuls of strong Irish coffee, the brunette started to feel more human than before. The sickness started to subside and the pounding in her head lessened. Only then did Alex realise that music was playing in the background. 'I must have been drunker than I thought last night if I passed out here, forgetting to turn the music off.' Alex thought to herself as she listened to the song playing.

It's beautiful, it's bittersweet

You're like a broken home to me

I take a shot of memories

And black out like an empty street

I fill my days with the way you walk

And fill my nights with broken dreams

I make up lies inside my head

Like one day you'll come back to me

Now I'm not holding on

I'm just depressed that you're gone

Beautiful mistakes

I make inside my head,

she's naked in my bed

And now we lie awake,

makin' beautiful mistakes

I wouldn't take 'еm back,

I'm in love with the past

And now we liе awake,

makin' beautiful mistakes

It's pitiful, I can't believe

How every day gets worse for me

I take a break, I cut you off

To keep myself from lookin' soft

I make these lies inside my head

Feel like they're my reality

Bet you miss my love, all in your bed

Now you're stressin' out, pulling your hair

Smelling your pillows and wishin' I was there

Slidin' down the shower wall, lookin' sad

I know it's hard to let go, I'm the best

Best you ever had and best you gon' get

And if we break up, I don't wanna be friends

You're toxic

Beautiful mistakes

Alex listened with a lump in her throat as the song ended. 'Beautiful mistakes… The only thing I can't figure out is if it was a mistake or not? It is beautiful and bittersweet! But I can't hold on anymore, I'm know for damn sure that I'm gonna be depressed that she's gone (again). There's only one way to get over Piper Chapman… That's a lie, I never could get over her. That was the problem. But there's only one way to forget about her!' Alex thought to herself as she gulped down the rest of her drink and pulled her phone out. As she held the phone to her ear, listening to the familiar dialing tone, the brunette could feel her heartbeat speed up as a nervous energy washed over her.

''Yo, what's up?'' Answered a man with a heavy Brooklyn accent.

''Hey, it's Vause… I was wondering if you could hook me up?'' Alex asked as she nervously fixed her glasses.

''Vause? No way! I thought you were clean… When'd you fall off the wagon and return to H city?'' The man questioned with a chuckle.

''Can you hook me up or not?'' Alex asked getting frustrated.

''Yeah, no doubt! 30 minutes in the old spot… You still remember where it is?'' The man said in a softer tone.

''Yes, I remember. I'll see you soon!'' Alex replied as she ended the call and went to grab her jacket.

After her morning run, Piper quickly showered and dressed, successfully avoiding a still sleeping Larry and left for work early.

Piper was the first to arrive at work, she unlocked the building and began setting up the soap moulds as she waited for the coffee to brew. Polly was always on time for work, usually early but this morning the blonde was glad for the unexpected alone time. Piper turned on the radio then poured herself a coffee, the silence was starting to get to her as her mind kept drifting to a certain brunette and it wasn't the one that was late for work.

Piper busied herself by setting up the ingredients needed for the next batch of soaps as she hummed away to the radio. Suddenly the door burst open making the blonde jump.

''Pipe, I am so sorry! I didn't hear my alarm go off this morning and I slept through it!'' Polly explained, slightly out of breath.

''Morning, Pol. It's fine, don't worry about it. I made the first batch and they're setting. I was just working on the second batch.'' Piper replied with a small smile.

''Wait, what?'' Polly asked confused.

''It's no big deal, Pol… Forget about it.'' Piper replied as she busied herself pouring a fruity liquid into the moulds.

''Last week you were twenty minutes late and I blew a gasket, I basically cursed your soul. Now, I walk in here almost two hours late and you're cool with it. 'It's no big deal.' Last week you said you couldn't wait for me to be even a minute late so you could rub it in my face and now I walk in here two hours late and you've nothing to say! Where's Piper and what have you done with her?'' Polly ranted as she took off her coat and hung it up.

''I'm not really feeling it today, so I guess you're lucky.'' Piper responded with a small smile.

''What's wrong, Pipe? Are you okay? Did you and Larry have a fight?'' Polly questioned as she walked closer to her best friend, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder.

''I'm fine. Larry and I are fine. I just didn't sleep well last night is all.'' Piper lied through her teeth and flashed a reassuring smile.

''Well, if you're sure nothing else is wrong? A coffee is the only way to fix your problem.'' Polly said as she walked to the coffee machine and poured two coffees.

''I'm sure, Pol. Thanks, a coffee would be great.' 'Piper replied politely as she poured the last of the batch into the moulds.

A few hours later, Piper and Polly were working together making different batches of soap, debating taking a break for lunch when a catchy song started to play on the radio.

''Ohh, I love this song!'' Polly shouted as she turned up the radio and started to sing along.

Wish I could get a little undrunk

So I could uncall you

At five in the morning, I would unfuck you

Honestly, this party's over

Everyone here should've gone home

But I'm afraid of being sober

'Cause the first thing I do when I'm alone

I start touching myself to the photos

That you used to send me

I should've deleted, but kept it a secret

Is that crazy to do?

So I squeeze out the lime on the ice of my drink

And the juice hits the cuts on my fingers

It still doesn't burn

As much as the thought of you

Wish I could get a little undrunk so I could uncall you

At five in the morning, I would unfuck you

But some things you can't undo

I wish I could unkiss the room full of strangers

So I could unspite you, unlose my temper

But somethings you can't undo

And one of them's you

I'm afraid to turn the lights on

I don't want to face this rebound

Is it weird if I come over?

I want to, but I know that she's around

Been through every emotion

Right now I'm sad, I'm broken

Like the bottles on the floor

But I'm to buzzed to clean 'em up

But some things you can't undo

And one of them's you

Wish I could unlove you

Wish I could uncall you

Wish I could unfuck you

Wish I could unlove you

As Piper listened to the song her heart began to break and she could feel tears burning her eyes, threatening to fall.

''I- I um, I'm gonna go to the bathroom.'' Piper said around the lump in her throat as she excused herself and ran to the bathroom.

''Pipe?'' Polly asked confused at the blonde's quick exit.

Polly followed her best friend into the bathroom concerned at her sudden disappearance.

''Piper, are you okay?'' Polly asked worried.

Piper was sitting on the closed toilet seat lid, crying her eyes out.

''Polly, I need to tell you something!'' Piper said through uncontrollable sobs as tears streamed her cheeks.

A few hours later, Alex is sitting slumped on her couch high, the used needle and other various equipment laying discarded on the coffee table. As soon as the needle pierced her skin, the brunette was sent into oblivion along with all thoughts of a certain blonde. Alex didn't know how much time has passed or if time had just stopped completely but she was slowly starting to drift back to reality. Music had been playing softly in the background all along, but she was only now coherent enough to make out the words.

Prisoner, prisoner

Locked up, can't get you off my mind,

Lord knows I tried a million times,

Why can't you just let me go?

Strung out on a feeling, my hands are tied

Your face on my ceiling, I fantasize

I can't control it

I try to replace it with city lights

I'll never escape it, I need the high

I can't control it

You keep makin' it harder to stay

But I still can't run away

I gotta know,

Why can't you just let me go?

I tasted heaven, now I can't live without it

I can't forget you and your love is the loudest

I can't control it

Prisoner, prisoner

Can't get you off my mind

Why can't you just let me go?

'I have been Piper Chapman's prisoner ever since I met her, and I'll forever be her prisoner! I can't get her off my mind, Lord knows I've tried a million times, why can't she just let me go? Why can't I just let her go? I've had her love and I can't live without it. I'll never escape it; I need this high. Being high is the only way to forget about her for a while. Even now, as my high is starting to wear off, she's the only thing I can think about. I need to do something about this… I need another hit.' Alex thought to herself as she stared into space.

Polly hands the blonde a tissue to wipe the tears running down her face and the snot dripping from her nose.

''What is it, Pipe? What's wrong?'' Polly asked softly as she handed her friend another tissue.

''I messed up, Pol. I did something stupid, and I messed everything up!'' Piper said through sobs.

''It can't be as bad as you think, sweetie. What did you do?'' Polly reassured with a gentle smile as she crouched down in front of her best friend.

''I fucked up, Polly! It's really bad, I can't tell you.'' Piper explained as a new wave of tears streamed down.

''Is it work? Did you mess up a batch? Is it Larry? Did you forget his birthday or something?'' Polly probed trying to be understanding.

''If that's your definition of fucking up and being really bad then I definitely can't tell you!'' Piper said as she wiped her tears with the tissue.

''Piper, come on… Just tell me already! You know every bad thing I've ever done. It can't be that bad!'' Polly replied, starting to get frustrated.

''I cheated on Larry!'' Piper blurted out.

''What! With whom?'' Polly asked with a look of utter shock.

''With Alex.'' Piper replied as she avoided eye contact.

''Who the fuck's Alex?'' Polly asked confused.

Piper gave her best friend a knowing look and it clicked.

''Supercunt?'' Polly almost shouted in surprise.

''I really wish you wouldn't call her that!'' Piper replied slightly irritated.

''Supercunt almost destroyed you the first time. How'd she get her expensively manicured claws back into you? I need to know everything! This calls for a bottle of wine, I have an emergency one hidden in the back of the storage room. I'll go get it. Popi production has ceased for today!'' Polly ranted as she disappeared to get the bottle of wine.

Piper wiped away any lingering tears and blew her nose before flushing the tissue down the toilet and washing her hands. The blonde looked in the mirror and fixed her mascara running panda eyes caused by all the crying. When satisfied with her appearance she went back out to her best friend to tell her everything.

Alex took a shower after coming down from her high, she had decided that if she couldn't have Piper and since her freedom could be taken away from her at any given moment that she was going to enjoy the last moments of freedom she had left. The brunette dressed in skinny, black jeans, a fitted t-shirt and put on her leather jacket then applied her makeup after quickly drying her hair. Before leaving the house, Alex snorted a bump of heroin, put the baggie in her pocket and checked her nose in the mirror, making sure there was no evidence left behind. The brunette walked a few blocks, enjoying her high as she chose a random bar to spend the evening.

Piper and Polly are halfway through a bottle of wine as the blonde finishes telling her best friend about the drunk dial that led to sleeping with her ex-girlfriend and everything in between.

''I understand why you met with her and slept with her, Pipe. Those feelings of love never went away, and you rekindled them. But what I don't get is why you called her first, out of the blue.'' Polly asked curiously.

''I don't know, Pol. I was drunk, I had a few too many glasses of wine. It was the day that Larry got his stupid tattoo. All I could think about all day was Alex. So, I guess her being on my mind, mixed with too much wine equals a drunk dial.'' Piper explained as she avoided eye contact.

''I can relate, Pipe… I've drunk dialled a few ex-boyfriends over the years after a few too many when I was feeling lonely. But that's the difference, I was alone at the time, you have Larry. How did he react to all this? Have you even told him yet?'' Polly asked trying hard not to judge.

''No, I haven't told him… I don't think I'm going to tell him.'' Piper said as she looked down at her hands as if they were the most interesting things in the world.

''You can't not tell him, Piper! He has a right to know… Larry is a good man, he loves you.'' Polly exclaimed.

''Larry is a good man, and he loves me, that's why I can't tell him! I can't break his heart, Polly!'' Piper explained, feeling guilty.

''So, you're gonna pretend that last night was a mistake, that it didn't happen and continue your perfect life with Larry, with him never knowing the truth?'' Polly questioned disbelieving.

''I was thinking about doing that, yes. If I'm going to stay with him, why would I tell him the truth and hurt him and possibly ruin our relationship? Also, our life isn't perfect, Polly!'' Piper replied feeling frustrated.

''IF you're going to stay with him? It doesn't really sound like you care about your relationship with Larry! And how isn't your life perfect?'' Polly asked suddenly confused.

''I haven't made my mind up what I want to do yet, Pol. It's not that I don't care about my relationship. I'm just… bored! It's the same routine week in and week out; Sex on a Tuesday night, in the missionary position, always in the bedroom with the lights off. Dinner at the same restaurant every Friday night, followed by a movie and then sex later that night. Saturday is couple's brunch with you and Pete then drinks that night. Sunday is movie day on the couch because Larry is always too hungover to do anything else, until bedtime which involves two minutes of sex, in you guessed it… The missionary position.'' Piper explained, finally releasing the frustration that has been building for months.

''Have you spoken to Larry about this? Maybe tell him you want to change things up? I'm sorry that our couples Saturday's bother you so much, you should have said something, Pipe. Have you tried spicing things up in the bedroom? Two minutes isn't much but is it a good two minutes?'' Polly asked feeling sympathetic for her best friend.

''I've tried, Larry doesn't want to change things up, he likes the restaurant we go to, he even orders the same thing every week! Couple's night isn't the problem, it's probably the only night of the week I look forward to. Larry doesn't want to spice things up, he likes missionary. Also, no… It isn't a good two minutes! I'm always left unsatisfied, but he's too tired to care. Most women don't know what they're missing so they're happy with bad sex. Some even look forward to it. But I've had good sex, amazing sex, mind-blowing sex, so I can't settle for awful sex three times a week for two minutes each time!'' Piper ranted until she was on the verge of anger.

''I'm sorry that things are so bad, Pipe. I didn't realise, you never said anything. Thank God Pete is good in the sack, or I don't know what I'd do!'' Polly replied trying to lighten the mood, she knew all to well the Chapman temper.

''I'm a Chapman, we must present a picture-perfect life to the outside world at all times! Not helping, Pol. I guess, after what I did to Alex, I felt like I deserved a safe, boring, mediocre life. But after having her back for one amazing night, I don't think that I can go back to my life… I don't want to!'' Piper explained to her best friend honestly, finally getting everything out in the open.

''So, you're going back to Supercunt? Wait… What did you do to her? You never told me the full story. Spill now!'' Polly asked in a demanding tone.

''Fuck! Okay, well I guess I have to start from the beginning… Technically, I didn't lie to you because she is an importer, I just failed to tell you what she imported…'' Piper started to tell but paused nervously.

''Okay, which was…?'' Polly asked, waiting impatiently as she took a sip of her wine.

''Drugs – heroin. She worked for an international drug cartel.'' Piper explained as she looked anywhere but at her best friend, scared of her reaction.

''Wha- Jesus, fuck! PIPER!'' Polly stuttered after spitting out her wine. ''I knew she was into something sketchy, being that rich so young, but I never imagined that… I expected it to be money laundering or something, like normal people!'' Polly replied, completely in shock.

''You knew this, and you stayed with her?'' Polly questioned surprised.

''Yes… I knew from the first time I met her. But I didn't care, I loved her, Pol.'' Piper said with a small, sad smile.

''So, when she flew you all around the world for 'work', you were wining and dining with drug lords!?'' Polly asked in disbelief.

''Yeah, I guess you could say that. Alex treated me like a princess, she always looked after me and like I told you before the sex was A.M.A.Z.I.N.G.'' Piper said as she emphasized the last word by rolling her eyes in the back of her head.

''I've heard enough about your mind-blowing sex to last me a lifetime, thanks. Did you ever participate in anything drug related?'' Polly questioned curiously.

''Are you asking if I took drugs? If so, I took some X on a beach in Cambodia with Alex and a few strangers dressed in drag and I've smoked some pot but that's all.'' Piper stated proudly, happily reliving the memory of Cambodia before everything fell apart.

''Ohh, is that all?'' Polly mocked the blonde. ''What even is X? And no, I meant did you ever do anything for the business side?'' Polly asked worriedly.

''It's ecstasy… Once I carried a bag of drug money from Paris to Brussels. It was so scary, Pol. The airport nearly lost the bag, but thank God, I got it back again. It had fifty grand in it… Kubra would have had me killed!'' Piper explained with a scared look, reliving the fear from that day.

''Fuck, Piper! I can't believe you done that! Are you insane? That's drug trafficking. Did that not raise red flags for you? Also, what type of name is Kubra?'' Polly scolded, still finding it hard to take all this in.

''Of course, it did. When Alex asked me the second time I refused. That's when I decided to leave her! And Kubra was her boss, I think he was everyone's boss.'' Piper explained to the brunette.

''I don't understand, what did you do on Supercunt that you deem bad enough to warrant you an unhappy life? It can't be that you refused to carry her drug money because that's just good common sense!'' Polly asked, still missing the final piece of the puzzle.

''Well, as I said that's when I decided to leave her. So, it took a few days to pack my things and book flights. As I was about to leave her and our apartment for the airport, she got a phone call from her aunt…'' Piper paused, taking a deep breath and looking down.

''Okay? I still don't see a problem, Pipe!'' Polly stated impatiently.

''Her aunt rang to tell Alex that her mom had passed away. Diane. She treated me like a daughter. I loved Diane.'' Piper explained with sorrow in her eyes.

''Tell me you didn't?'' Polly questioned knowingly.

''Unfortunately, I did. It's one of my biggest regrets in life!'' Piper said with sadness.

''Poor Alex! That was cold, Pipe! Her mom had just died. Another week wouldn't have made a difference… You could have at least attended to the funeral with her!'' Polly replied, disappointed in her friend.

''I know, I know! Believe me, I really wanted to attend and be there for Alex. For Diane. But if I hadn't of left when I did then I never would have. It must be as bad as I think it is if you're referring to her as Alex and not Supercunt.'' Piper said full of guilt.

''That really was bad, Piper! You're cold. I can see why you didn't tell me that part, or any of it for that matter. But Piper, you committed a serious crime. Drug trafficking, aren't you worried?'' Polly asked with a deadly serious expression.

''Why should I be? It was years ago, I'm in the clear!'' Piper responded, grateful that she got away with it.

''You know that's not how it works, right?'' Polly questioned still serious.

''What do you mean?'' Piper responded confused.

''Just because it happened years ago and you got away with it at the time, doesn't mean it won't come back to bite you in the ass.'' Polly tried to explain.

''You've lost me, Pol. What?'' Piper asked, even more confused than before.

''What's the statue of limitations on drug trafficking?'' Polly asked concerned.

''The what?'' Piper asked oblivious.

''Oh God, you really are as innocent as you look sometimes! One sec…'' Polly said as she googled something on her phone. ''The statue of limitations is twelve years. How long ago did you do it?'' Polly asked, handling the whole situation better than expected.

''I don't know, a few years ago?'' Piper replied, without an absolute clue of the year.

''Fuck, Piper!'' Polly said frustrated at the blonde lack of help.

''I still don't know what all this means. My head is a little fuzzy from the wine.'' Piper replied, feeling flustered.

''It means that in the next ten years, give or take a couple of years, that if that particular international drug cartel goes down, you may go down with it!'' Polly tried to explain it as simply as she could.

''What do you mean go down?'' Piper asked, suddenly nervous.

''If someone mentions your name and or your involvement, you could go to prison! Let's hope they continue to happily supply drugs to the whole world for the next ten years.'' Polly explained, trying to lighten the mood.

''Oh God… I think I'm going to be sick!'' Piper said turning pale.

''Is it the wine? I knew we should have had lunch first!'' Polly said, scolding herself for not following her instincts.

''It's not the wine! Prison? Do you think that could happen? It was only a suitcase, and it didn't even have any drugs in it!'' Piper responded, feeling the consequences of her actions weighing around her neck like a noose.

''It's only a possibility, don't worry. These types of organisations go years without being detected.'' Polly said, trying to reassure the blonde.

''You don't understand… The cartel, it's already going down! Alex told me; she's going to prison.'' Piper said as she felt the bile rising in her stomach.

''What? Supercunt is going to prison and you're only telling me this now?'' Polly questioned, shocked that her best friend left out the most important part.

''It slipped my mind. Fuck!'' Piper responded in panic mode.

''Do you think anyone will give your name? Probably for less time off their own sentence.'' Polly asked worriedly.

''I-I um, I don't know!'' Piper nervously stuttered.

''Did you meet any of the cartel members? Did they know you?'' Polly questioned.

''I was their star importer's girlfriend… We travelled together and partied frequently.'' Piper explained as she swallowed a lump in her throat.

''Did you leave on bad terms with any of them?'' Polly asked worriedly.

''I don't think so… No?'' Piper replied unsure.

''Just Alex then?'' Polly stated.

''What do you mean?'' Piper asked confused.

''You left her the day her mother died… I would call those bad terms, Piper.'' Piper said, stating the obvious.

''But we're okay. We spent last night together.'' Piper replied with those innocent Bambi eyes.

''So, you're still seeing her?'' Polly asked bluntly.

''Well, no… Not exactly.'' Piper said with teary eyes.

''What happened, Pipe?'' Polly asked gently.

''We had coffee together then spent the day in her bed… That night, she told me it was a mistake and that she didn't love me anymore!'' Piper explained as her tears started to fall.

''Sweetie… Are you okay?'' Polly asked as she pulled the blonde in for a hug.

''No, Polly. I still love her. But she doesn't feel the same!'' Piper said through sobs, finally letting the tears out.

''It sounds like she's holding a grudge, Piper! You think it was maybe one night of payback? You drunk dialled her, but she seized the opportunity to get revenge for leaving her?'' Polly asked, trying to put all the pieces together.

''I had that thought too!'' Piped almost screamed.

''Do you think this was the end of it? Or do you think she'll give your name to the feds as a final fuck you?'' Polly asked, suddenly worried.

''Fuck! That fucking bitch!'' Piper screamed as she downed the rest of her glass of wine.

That's chapter 8, let me know what you think by leaving a review. Sorry it's taken so long from my last update. I have wrote and rewrote this chapter so many times. Was the songs too much? Personally, in situations like this music helps me. Sorry for any mistakes, I didn't want to make you wait any longer. I had to split this chapter into two parts, the second will be coming soon. I hope you liked it. Love you all :)