Guys, I understand that a lot of you want to know what happened with the "Car Wash" chapter so to clarify things; I decided to go a different route and include the little bits maybe later on. I'm sorry for the confusion though! I'm extremely grateful for all the reviews, I love hearing your responses to this story and it means a lot to me that you guys enjoy it!

Thank you.

And I hope you enjoy this chapter too.

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It was now almost the end of February.

And the more time the two women spend together, the closer they become. Alex didn't want to care about Piper. She didn't want to get attached but soon enough, it was evident to her that the highlight of her day was seeing Piper Chapman's face. When they weren't having breakfast in Alex's classroom, they spent their afternoons playing cards or watching the latest season of American Horror Story.

They've managed to keep their banter/teasing to a limit, but the tension was still thick in the air and more times than often, Alex finds herself drunk into the blonde's flawless features and she becomes more compelled to grab the blonde and do unspeakable things to her— against the walls, on top of her desk, watching her feel helpless under her touch of fire, watching her expression of pleasure as she fucks her into oblivion until the only name she can manage to breathe through is hers as sweat drips from her pores. She wants it… she wants it bad. For that reason only, the whole student/teacher relationship sucked.

It was Thursday afternoon and Alex was staying later than she'd like at the school for a PTA meeting until eight. She hated those. Half those parents that will come, she probably won't even know who their kids are. Who can blame her though? She does teach about a hundred and something student per day.

And seriously, who gives a fuck?

"Look at all these spams and inboxes." Piper said shaking her head as she skimmed through Alex's email. "Do you not check your email, at all?"

Alex scoffed. "No." She replied. "E-mails are for geeks and pedophiles, Pipes."

"Jesus Christ!" Piper rolled her eyes. "That mouth of yours-"

"Is delicious." Alex said, cutting her mid-sentence.

Piper's face flushed and then she was blushing fifty shades of red when Alex's face broke into a smug smirk.

"Got ya."

Alex ducked just in time when a wood pencil flew over her head.

"You're such an asshole." The blonde spat.

"So abusive." Alex chuckled. "You're the one that just threw a pencil at my head and I'm the asshole?"

"Fine." Piper groaned. "Maybe not always."

"Definitely not always." Alex smiled.

It fell quiet in the room for a minute and Alex couldn't help but zone out as she stared at Piper. This morning something happened and she wished on every star in the sky to never feel that scared again. She hates that she feels so protective over Piper and what happened this morning was probably her worse nightmare.

"Quit thinking so loud." Piper said, snapping Alex back to the present.

"You scared me this morning." Alex admitted.

"Good thing you were there to be my knight in shining armor." Piper tried to make light of the situation but deep down, she was scared too.

"I'm serious Piper." Alex said. "Talk to me. Tell me what happened."

…

Earlier this morning,

It was around 9:45 a.m. and Piper was sitting in block B, AP History. She was barely awake and she was on her second cup of caffeine but the rainy day outside wasn't helping much. She barely got any sleep the night before. She was up on the phone with Larry until three a.m. keeping him as company while she typed a long ass fucking bullshit essay for AP psychology.

Alex was talking about the Heliocentric Theory that was developed by Nicolaus Copernicus when she started spacing out. Staring outside the window as she watched the rain that neared spring, she focused on the sound of the clock ticking on the wall and the girl besides her clicking her pen on the desk in a rhythmic sound.

That sound… it became all too familiar.

And then there was that moment; her heart began to race up to two hundred beats in three seconds flat. That little girl… she was in the bottom of the ocean, helpless, fighting through the numbness in her palms, fighting like hell to unbuckle herself from a car seat. It's hard to breathe then suddenly, her entire childhood was flashing back at her. The bed time stories, standing on her father's feet to dance, eating her mother's special chocolate fudge cake, losing her first tooth— air left her lungs, and was replaced by clear liquid— sinking deeper but yet, still fighting hard to breathe.

The little boy's face—pale white with horror written all over it, blonde hair floating under the water, green eyes looking like they're ready to pop out of his head and voice screaming something barely audible.

"Piper—"

She could hear Alex's voice and she desperately wants to respond to it with a quirky comment.

But that little girl— she's drowning. She needs her.

The rain continued to beat down on the window, the clock ticking faster—time is running out and the sound of the pen clicking louder.

"Piper—"

The sound of that familiar voice that brings her so much warmth and happiness and smiles is so close— but yet so far at the same time.

That little girl is hearing her name being shout too but she's helpless, numb and sinking.

Piper wants to say something; instead, she stays in her seat quietly. She's trembling and it takes Alex a second more to realize that Piper's not intentionally ignoring her. She's having an ugly anxiety attack.

And her eyes are glued to the window outside.

"Get out!" Alex yelled at the whole class as she walked to the windows. Pulling the shades down, everyone was still seated in their seats with a stupid, confused look in their faces.

"What are you all fucking deaf? I said all of you get the hell out, NOW!"

They didn't need to see this.

Everyone left in a hustle to go stand outside in the hall. Though still confused, they knew better than to question Alex.

By the time Alex made it next to Piper's desk, the blonde girl is not only trembling. She's freezing and she's silently sobbing.

"Shit." Alex hissed.

She slipped out of her jacket and wrapped it around Piper who's still barely responsive. Alex is freaking out but she can't let her nerves win. She has a student—one that she very much likes and she's having a fucking anxiety episode.

She needed to get her shit together.

"Piper, sweetie—?" She shook Piper by her shoulders, "Hey, hey. Come back to me, sweetheart. Come on."

It takes a few more convincing words and a powerful shake but she came back and she melted, burying her face in Alex's chest, hysterically sobbing.

Alex's heart was racing but she's just glad she got her back.

"They died." Piper mumbled through her tears.

It's not quite audible— Alex doesn't hear it well but Piper's back and that's all that matters.

"It's okay." She ran her fingers through the blonde's golden locks and kissed her forehead. "I got you, kiddo. You're okay."

…

The period ends at 10:29 a.m. and everyone is curious. Piper put on her best smile and reassures everyone that it was nothing. But her and Alex know better. It was not nothing.

But that's between them. No one needs to know.

Piper walked out to meet a worried Larry in the halls. Apparently, news in this school doesn't take long to travel. Immediately at her sight, he envelops her in his arms and for the first time, Alex knows who he is.

The Jewish boyfriend with the weird—asshole pain in the ass for parents. He's almost six feet tall with curly, dark hair— big brown eyes batted with thick eyebrows and eyelashes. He's fit and dressed in a pair of black jeans, a white t-shirt with a black pair of smooth leather lace up shoes.

He's adorable really. Alex could see why he wasn't Piper's type. He's safe and doesn't come with baggage, mystery or complication. She doesn't love it, but she can tolerate it because maybe she needed those traits in a person to get through the day sometimes.

All that does though is just confuse Alex more. Every time she thinks she's gotten somewhere, that she's got Piper all figured out, she hits a strong, solid, blank wall. But in some way, the same goes for her too. It's truly frustrating.

Although, that's not nearly what upsets Alex.

What upsets her is that Larry gets to hold Piper in his arms in front of everyone but she can't without the emotions showing. And because there are actually boundaries between teacher and students. A few of which they've already crossed but what the hell are they going to do about it now, right?

Plus it doesn't help Alex much that Healy is on her ass, watching her closely ever since she rejected him. It's truly sad really.

Fucking homophobic fuck.

When the bell for next period rang, Piper looked back at Alex with a smile. She never said, "thank you" or at least she doesn't recall saying it if she did. She needed to figure out a way to repay Alex for today.

Piper's normally always put together but today, Alex witnessed her lose her shit and most people would freak out and run but she didn't do that. She stayed… she came through for her. She was there and to Piper that means absolutely everything. She doesn't have many people that stay. They always leave.

"Thank you." She mouthed.

Fingers intertwined between Larry's, he was pulling her but her eyes couldn't stop looking back at Alex because somehow, it felt like she was leaving a huge part of her behind.

It's ridiculous.

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(Present)

Piper shrugged off the beautiful brunette with a dismissive wave of her hand. "I just had a freak out moment."

Alex knew better than to believe that but she also knew better than to call bullshit on it. Everyone has shit they keep to themselves— sometimes they're sad, scary, etc… but this is Piper.

And she cares.

She opened her mouth to say something but decided against it. If Piper didn't want to talk about it, she wasn't going to push her. She knows first-hand how aggravating being forced to communicate can be.

"Whenever you're ready to talk about it, I'll be here." Alex said promisingly.

For now, that's truly all Piper needed.

Piper smiled. "Are you seriously not gonna give me your number?" She asked.

Alex rolled her eyes. Way to change the freaking subject.

"No." Alex replied. "So you can stalk me? I already get enough of you here."

"Psh, Pleeease, you can never get too much of Piper Chapman."

"Fucking conceited bitch." Alex growled.

"Jesus Alex. Filter!" Piper smirked. Literally fucking smirk. "I promise I'll make a good three o'clock booty call when that itch starts to become really fucking unbearable to ignore." She whispered.

Oh, there she goes again.

"Kill yourself." Alex flipped her off.

"Now who's the abusive/suicidal one?" Piper smiled. She picked up a black pen and on a pink sticky note, she scribbled down the ten digits of her phone number. "Really. I'm awesome company and I come for free."

"Thanks, hooker." Alex laughed.

"Asshole."

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Well this is it for this chapter guys! I really tried to include a little jealousy on Alex's part and a little mystery about Piper's life. Things are going to start moving a little bit faster so I'm hoping you guys are on board with that. Please review and let me know what you thought! More drama to come next chapter so stay tune! Until next time!