PIPER POV
xxxx
The look of brokenness on her face is still imprinted in your mind.
You can't escape the look of pain she shot your way when she saw you with Sam. It reminds you of the look she gave you when she saw you with Stella.
It's not like you and Alex are together anymore. You aren't doing anything wrong. Yet, you feel incredibly guilty about it.
"What do you think about this one?" Sam asks as she holds a short black dress out towards you. You are so consumed in your thoughts about Alex and what happened the other night that you can't seem to focus on the woman before you. You are sprawled out on Sam's bed as she goes through her clothes, deciding which ones to keep and which ones to get rid of.
"It's nice…" you trail off slowly but the dress is the last thing on your mind. You honestly couldn't tell if it was nice or butt ugly at this moment.
"Piper are you even listening to me?" Sam asks as she sets the dress down and sits beside you. "Because, I feel like you are a million miles away from me right now. What is going on?"
"I'm just so confused about Alex right now!"
"Oh," Sam lips draw a tight line as she casts a side-long glance at you. "I see."
"Did she look upset to you the other day when she showed up at the door and saw us together?"
"It probably isn't easy for her to see you with someone else," Sam shrugs as she takes your hand in her own and gently intertwines your fingers. "But, she has to accept that you are moving on eventually."
"But that's the thing Sam," you groan out as you run a hand tiredly over your temple. "I'm not entirely sure that I am moving on. Sometimes, I feel like I'm still stuck in the past with Alex, and when she's around it's like time seizes to exist."
"Wanna know my honest opinion?" Sam asks, garnering a nod in response from you. "I think you're struggling to move on because you haven't fully let go. Maybe you need to talk to Alex about everything and I don't know, get some closure or something."
"Maybe," you ponder as you gently draw circles on the pattern of the bedsheets with your fingertips. "I don't really know anymore."
"No… uh-uh," Sam stands up and shakes her head at you, hands flying to her hips. "You do not get to sit here and mope around. Come on get up," she holds her hand out and pulls you up to standing position, despite your protests. "We are going out," she informs you as she pulls you closer to her. "We can grab some dinner and then go dancing."
"Like on a date?" you question, kinking your eyebrow at her in question.
"Yes," falls from her lips effortlessly. "Like on a date."
"But that's not part of the rules," you mutter, aware of the way that her eyes are staring at you intensely right now.
"Rules aren't any fun," she whispers. You gulp as she speaks those words to you. It reminds you of the time that you and Alex tumbled so quickly and passionately in love. The night that you told her rules aren't any fun. Suddenly it makes you feel like maybe you and Sam are moving too fast and becoming too comfortable with each other.
"Sam I don't know…"
"One date," she grins at you. "If you don't like it, you can leave, and we don't even have to go on another date again," she chuckles as she air quotes the word date. "Besides, if you behave, I'll make it worth your while later," she whispers hotly against your ear, leaning in and placing a long, lingering kiss on your lips. "I'll be in the shower," she smirks as she pulls away and heads in the direction of the bathroom, hips swaying seductively as she saunters away.
"Do I have any other choice?" you groan out sarcastically with the roll of your eyes.
Brewing deep in the pit of your stomach is an unsettling feeling. You shouldn't feel guilty about going out with someone else. Especially someone that has been so amazing to you in your time of need. And you know that you definitely could have a really strong connection to Sam… if you weren't still in love with someone else.
ALEX POV
XXXX
The music vibrates through the walls of the club. The place is a full house tonight, bodies crammed tightly in the small venue.
You aren't sure how you let Nichols talk you into going out for a few drinks after work.
"We should probably talk about what happened the other night," Nichols finally breaks you from your thoughts as she slides a gin and tonic in front of you.
"Do we have to?" you groan, bringing your drink to your lips, and taking a long sip. "Because I'd rather not."
"Well for the sake of our friendship, we probably should."
"I don't know what came over me Nichols," you admit slowly, refusing to look at Nichols, who is smirking at you in the most condescending of ways right now. "It's just been really fucking hard lately, and I have needs that I haven't been able to fulfill."
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were into me," Nichols smirks as she wiggles her eyebrows at you.
"Gross," you roll your eyes in typical fashion. You are definitely not into Nicky Nichols in that way. She is your best friend. "It was just plain awkward."
"Tell me about it," Nichols nods her head in agreement. "No offense. I'm not saying you're not attractive Vause but you're not really my type."
"I thought female was your type," you retort back playfully, glad that there is no awkwardness between you and Nichols.
"Hey, I take offense to that!" Nichols feigns hurt as she playfully nudges you in the shoulder. "But seriously Vause, what happened between us is obviously related to Piper. The other time we comforted each other was because you were feeling lonely and angry with Piper. And whether you choose to see it that way or not, this time was too. Man, you gotta find a better way of dealing with your shit!"
"Gotta love a piece of wisdom from Nicky Nichols," you laugh as you raise your glass as if you are toasting her.
"But seriously Vause, you should probably talk to Piper. You can't avoid her forever."
"I can try right?"
"Excuse me," Nichols mutters as her eyes wander towards an attractive Italian-American woman that walks by. "Now that is my type!" You roll your eyes at your friend. "May I?"
"Go ahead," you laugh. "I have to use the bathroom anyways.
Nicky is already licking her lips and strategically walking over to the woman as a chuckle escapes your lips and you propel your feet towards the bathroom.
You find your body collide with that of another hard body on your way into the bathroom.
"I'm sorry," you quickly apologize once you realize that you've run into someone.
"S'ok," a voice that sounds vaguely familiar replies back at you. You look up and find yourself staring into the eyes of Sam, Piper's elusive roommate. "Alex," her lips curl up into a Cheshire-Cat like grin that nearly makes your skin crawl when she realizes that it is you that she has run into. "Fancy running into you here."
"Ironic isn't it?" you grumble as you push your way inside the bathroom and open your purse to apply some more eyeliner.
You realize that Sam is still standing behind you when you look up into the mirror. "Can I help you?" you bite out with a hint of venom tainting your voice as you turn towards the woman behind you.
"Stay away from Piper," she responds back icily as she drums her fingers along the counter. "I'm not blind. I see the way you look at her. Maybe you don't realize it but she's over you. That's why she is with me."
"Piper and I are just friends," you respond back stoically. "Why, are you threatened by our history?"
"Please," she scoffs with the roll of her dark eyes. "Jealous of you? That's an awfully big assumption. You see, I've been there for Piper this whole time that she has been dealing with her difficult emotions and you haven't. I'm the one that gets to go home to her every night, so why would I be jealous of you and her?"
"Well," you feel your tongue click as a slight laugh falls from between your lips. "Perhaps the reason you and Piper haven't intensified your relationship yet is because she doesn't feel the same way as you do."
"Good things come to those who wait," she shrugs with an evil glint forming in the depths of her eyes. "Stay the fuck away from her."
"No," you shove her against the wall and shoot her a hard look. "You better stay the fuck away from her. Piper deserves someone better than you."
You let go of Sam and she scrambles away towards the door. "Just because you are angry that she doesn't want you anymore, doesn't give you the right to say that she deserves someone better than me. Nobody will ever treat her better than me. Not even you."
With that she's gone.
Piper's roommate is crazy, you decide. And you hope to god that for her own sake, Piper realizes this sooner rather than later.
PIPER POV
XXXX
You sit alone on the couch, nursing a glass of wine, and watching the evening news. Sam has left for the weekend to see her parents and you find yourself feeling incredibly lonely as your mind drifts towards a certain raven-haired beauty and how all of the important moments in your life seem to revolve around her.
There are three moments in your life where your world and everything in it completely changed. First, when you met Alex all of those years ago and dove into a torrid but dangerous love affair. Second, when you left Alex in Paris all of those years ago and truly felt your heart break for the first time. And third, when you found out that you were going to prison, which although not exactly desirable brought you back to the one person that you stupidly let go of.
"Larry can you get the door?" you call out sweetly as you fiercely chop away at the onion in front of you. You aren't much of a cook but you are excited to celebrate your newest business endeavor with Larry, which has given you the inspiration and motivation to prepare a home-cooked meal.
"Piper?" Larry croaks out, his voice shaky and barely audible. "Can you please come here?"
You can't help but sense that something is wrong. Horribly wrong. A million thoughts start running through your mind as you set the onion down and wipe your hands gingerly on a dish rag.
You turn the corner and can imagine the complete shock that encompasses your face when you see a police officer standing at your door with Larry.
Instantly, you feel a deep unsettling feeling brew in the pit of your stomach.
"Larry…" you crack out slowly. "Is everything alright? Is everyone okay?" You feel yourself going into complete panic mode.
"Piper Chapman?" the police officer nods at you. You look back and forth in between him and Larry.
"What the hell is going on?"
"You are under arrest for drug crimes associated with a Mr. Kubra Bolik," he responds hardly, his face encasing no sign of emotion.
If you weren't feeling completely panicked before, you are now.
The officer steps towards you with a pair of handcuffs. "You have a right to remain silent. Everything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law…" the officer begins reading you the Miranda rights.
"Piper, what is going on?" Larry panics as the officer places the handcuffs around your wrists, tightening them, and shackling your wrists. You have never been this frightened in your entire life, not even when you were transporting that drug money for Alex.
Alex. You instantly think of your brunette ex-lover. How could she do this to you? How could she take away this good life that you've created for yourself?
"Larry, you need to call your father immediately and meet me at the police station," you tell your boyfriend. "I'll explain everything later."
You are then hauled off and thrown rather roughly in the back of a police car, while Larry stands there, with a completely stunned look on his face. But then again, you supposed if you witnessed your girlfriend being arrested and handcuffed for drug –related crimes, especially when you know absolutely nothing about her sordid past, you would be completely and utterly stunned too.
The next few hours are complete hell. You are interrogated by a police officer, although you refuse to say anything until you can speak with your lawyer.
Larry and his dad show up at the police station, and you have the chance to speak with his father. You come clean to him about everything in your past and he just sits there completed shocked like Larry had been. Larry's father advises you to self-surrender because you will most likely get a much shorter sentence that way as opposed to going to trial.
When you are released, you throw your arms around Larry, and pull him into a tight embrace.
"Pipes, what the hell?""
"I'll tell you in the car," you tell him sourly, feeling like your world is about to shatter. Surely, Larry will abandon you now too.
Larry grips the steering wheel so tightly, you swear his knuckles are turning white. "You've got some explaining to do," he whispers gently, casting you a side-long glance.
"Ten years ago, I carried a suitcase of drug money for a man named Kubra Bolik; once. And now, I am being sentenced to time in a federal penitentiary for it."
"You carried a suitcase of drug money?" Larry's eyes widen as he slams on the brakes and turns to you incredulously. "Why?"
"I did it for love."
"Piper…"
"You don't understand Larry," you whisper brokenly, feeling a tear gently slip from the corner of your eye. "I was 23 years old and I just wanted to feel special and bad. I fell in love with an international drug importer and I travelled the world with Alex. I only carried money once. I left Alex in Paris shortly after, because, the realization that my life was heading in a dangerous direction fast hit me. And, I started re-building my life. I never imagined that it would come back to haunt me now."
"You must have really loved this Alex guy if you carried drug money for him," Larry attempts to lighten the mood as he wipes at the tears under your eyes.
"Actually," you whisper almost inaudibly. "Alex is a she."
You see shock cross Larry's face for the second time tonight. "You were a lesbian?"
"Bi-sexual," you correct him with the slight roll of your eyes. "And yes Larry, I was in a relationship with a woman."
"So let me get this straight," Larry shakes his head as he tries to comprehend everything that is being thrown his way. "You were in a relationship with a lesbian drug-importer and you carried money for her? And now, you are facing time in prison because of some mistake you made years ago?"
"Yes Larry. That is correct."
"Wow Pipes that is…"
"Fucked up?" you turn to him bitterly. "Yeah, I know."
"I was going to say a lot to take in," Larry cuts in as he places a hand on your cheek gingerly. "You made a mistake Piper."
"How can you be so accepting of this?" you turn to Larry and give him a confused look. "I tell you that I'm going to prison because I carried drug money for my lesbian ex-lover and you aren't mad at me?"
"What else am I going to do Piper?" Larry asks as he shakes his head quickly. "It doesn't change the fact that I love you."
A moment of silence slips by and Larry reaches out, placing his hand in yours and intertwining your fingers. "It's okay Piper. We are going to figure this out, okay?"
"You aren't leaving me?" There it goes again, your fear of being alone, is already kicking in and Larry hasn't even left you let.
"No."
As Larry wraps his arms around you in a tight embrace, you feel yourself overcome with tears as the reality of your world shattering around you comes crashing down.
"So, you're really going to prison huh?" he looks at you for a moment and fear flashes in his eyes. "What are you most scared about?" he questions as you cautiously nod your head.
"Honestly?" you look at him and feel your heart break slowly. "I'm most afraid of the possibility of seeing Alex again after all these years."
And you aren't lying. You are terrified of the fact that your path will probably collide with that of Alex's. You will most likely run into her at some point, as you will both have to testify against Kubra at his very own trial. But what you neglect to tell Larry is that, the reason you are most scared of Alex, is because you are scared of what you will feel for her if you have to see her again after all these years. You always have a hard time resisting temptation, especially when it comes to Alex Vause, and she has this certain hold over you that nobody else has or ever will.
You never imagined that you would run into Alex as quickly or as frequently as you had. And as you had suspected, no matter how hard you tried to resist temptation when it came to Alex, you could not.
And in that moment, you realized that Alex Vause is inevitable to you. And she probably always would be.
END FLASHBACK
As you break yourself from your thoughts, you find yourself doing the unthinkable.
Hey, can we talk? You press the words into your phone and send them. You are focused on what Sam had said to you earlier and you find yourself deciding that you need to talk to Alex. You need to figure out what you are feeling right now. You need to figure out if you are just lonely, or if you really do want to be with Alex Vause again.
Ok. Talk.
You shake your head at Alex's reply and furiously type your own response back.
I meant face to face. Come over.
Alex responds almost instantly. I don't think that's a very good idea Piper. I don't want to interfere with you and Sam.
The elephant in the room, of course. Sam isn't my girlfriend, you know? And she is gone for the weekend. Please? I wanna talk to you.
You are completely aware that you sound a little whiny right now. But, you have to talk to Alex. You need to talk to Alex. For your own sanity.
How could I say no? I guess, I will see you soon, friend.
Friend. Your heart sinks when you read the word aloud. And it makes you think that this conversation is going to be a difficult one. Because, you are fairly certain that Alex does not want the same things that you do.
You decide to clean as you wait for Alex to come over. Your apartment definitely looks like a bomb went off in it. Empty alcohol bottles litter the table, along with empty take-out boxes. A collection of DVD's are spread out across the living room floor. Dishes are spilling out of the sink. And clothes are literally strewn across the entire floor. That would definitely not make a good impression.
When you hear the much-awaited for knock on your door, you find yourself checking your appearance over in the mirror.
"Alex," you smile at the beautiful brunette as you pull the door open. "Come in." You offer her a friendly hug but don't miss how her body tightens when you put your arms around her. You can't deny the spark that ripples through your entire body either. You take her leather jacket and offer her a drink.
"Here," you set the glass of wine in front of Alex and settle across from her on the couch. "Thanks for coming over."
"No problem," she grins at you as she takes a sip of wine. "What did you want to talk about?"
"We need to talk about what happened with Sam the other night."
You notice Alex gulp and exhale a deep breath as if she doesn't want to brush the subject. "I'm really sorry that you had to see that."
"Piper it's fine, really," she waves you off with her hand but you don't miss the strangled smile that she forces out.
"I know you Alex. I know you," you remind her sourly as you take a long sip of your wine. "And you were not okay with it."
"Piper we aren't together. What you choose to do, or rather who you choose to do, is really none of my business." You don't miss the bitterness that taints her voice. "But quite frankly I don't like Sam."
"Alex," you sigh loudly. You did not anticipate this conversation being this difficult. "I don't want to hurt you because god knows, I've done enough of that already. If you want me to end things with Sam, I will."
"I want you to be happy," Alex forces another strangled smile. "And if Sam makes you happy, then that makes me happy."
"Alex you are my friend," you respond quietly, shifting your eyes towards her dark green orbs, and setting your wine glass down on the table. "And contrary to what you might think, your opinion does matter to me. And, I want you to tell me what you were feeling when you saw Sam and I together. It's important for us to be able to have these conversations with each other if we want to have a successful friendship."
"Honestly," she looks at you after a moment of contemplation. "It was hard seeing you with her. It is hard to watch someone that you used to be so sure was the love of your life with someone else. It reminded me of seeing you with Stella. I'm not going to lie to you Piper, I will always have some sort of romantic feelings towards you, and watching you be intimate with someone else is not easy. Maybe one day that will change but for now it is what it is."
"I'm sorry Alex," you whisper as you lift your wine glass and take a long swig. "I don't want to hurt you."
"I know you don't. And I'm okay. I would never want you to jeopardize something that makes you happy because I'm having a hard time accepting it. I just really don't like her."
"Any particular reason you don't like her besides the fact that we occasionally have sex?"
Alex rolls her eyes at you in typically fashion, forcing a small smile to escape your lips. "I ran into her in the bathroom at a club the other night. And there was just something unsettling about the way she talked about you. I don't know, like you were some sort of property that she owned."
You slowly nod your head, surprised to hear about this jealous side of Sam that you have not yet seen. "I'm not trying to make excuses for her or anything like that but she probably just feels threatened by what we had because our history is just so…"
"Deep," Alex finishes for you as she polishes off her glass of wine.
"Yes."
You fix both you and Alex another glass of wine.
"You know, I like talking to you Alex," you grin widely as you hand her the glass and settle yourself down on the couch again. "I never thought being friends with you would be this easy but it's just like it used to be between us without the sex and intimacy of course."
"I like talking to you too Pipes," you whispers, and you feel your heart soar when she refers to you by your old nicname. "And I really like seeing you smile again. You have such a beautiful smile but lately, I haven't seen it very much."
"It's a work in progress," you shoot her another dazzling smile. Maybe, she hasn't seen it very much because nobody can make you smile quite like she can. You have a certain smile that is reserved only for her.
You continue to laugh and talk with Alex until you realize that it is almost 2 o'clock in the morning and between the two of you, you have polished off 2 bottles of wine.
It's amazing actually, how natural this all feels, how comfortable you are.
"It's getting late. I should probably go," Alex whispers when you let out a loud yawn. "And besides someone is getting a little sleepy."
"You don't have to go," you whisper, feeling the buzz from the alcohol vibrating through your body.
"I know. But, I probably should."
"You've had too much to drink. I'm not letting you walk."
"I'll take a cab then," she smirks at you as she pulls herself to a standing position. "If that'll make you feel better."
"Waste of money," you tell her matter-of-factly. "Beside it's late and you look sleepy too. You can stay here."
"Are you sure?"
"I'll bunk in Sam's room. You can have mine," you shrug as you pull yourself in a standing position. "Unless of course you want to have a sleepover?"
Alex kinks an eyebrow at you. "Are you trying to seduce me, Piper Chapman?"
"Me?" You pretend to be shocked. "Never."
"Goodnight Piper," she laughs, sending you a genuine and warm smile, as she disappears behind your bedroom door. "You better not sneak in here and grope me in my sleep."
"Please," you roll your eyes at her habitually. "I should be the one worried about being defiled in my sleep by you."
ALEX POV
XXXX
It's only been one hour since you lied down but you find yourself tossing and turning as you hear a crack of thunder in the distance.
It makes you jolt up in bed when you remember that Piper is terrified of thunder and lightning, always has been.
Like clockwork, you hear the sound of soft footsteps on the floor as Piper shuffles into the bathroom across the hall from her bedroom.
"Pipes?" you call out softly.
"Yeah?"
"Come here."
Piper is standing at the foot of your bed a mere few seconds later. "Still scared of the thunderstorms?"
"Maybe," she offers a weak smile. "But, I'm a big girl. If I can survive prison, I'm sure I can survive a thunderstorm," she chuckles lightly. "Goodnight Alex."
"Piper?"
"Yeah?"
"C'mon," you whisper through the darkness, pulling the blankets back and patting the spot beside you as you scoot over close to the edge.
"Are you sure?" she looks at you cautiously.
"I wouldn't offer if I wasn't sure."
Piper slips into the spot next to you and you find yourself swallowing the lump that has gathered in your throat as she swings her shapely legs over the side of the bed. Damn her for only wearing a pair of underwear and an oversized shirt to bed. Is she trying to kill you?
This feels so normal.
"Goodnight Pipes," you whisper, rolling over on your side away from her.
A few minutes go by and the sound of Piper breathing lightly beside you has almost sent you into slumber.
"Hey Alex, are you still awake?"
"Yea, kid."
"Can I ask you something?" she whispers quietly.
"Sure," you whisper back, turning on your side to face her.
She reaches towards you and gently touches your hand, taking it in hers and intertwining your fingers. A completely electric spark jolts throughout your entire body. "Do you feel that too?"
"Piper…" you whisper as you look into her bambi eyes. "You can't do that."
She slides her body closer to you and touches your face with her hand. You close your eyes momentarily and slowly open them as you swallow the lump in your throat that gathers when she touches you. She moves even closer and gently slides an arm around your waist, making you shiver at the contact, as your body freezes. She moves her face closer to yours and gently brushes her lips against yours. "Do you feel that?" she whispers when she breaks the contact.
"I can't answer that."
She presses her lips against yours again, more fervently this time. You deepen the kiss as her tongue runs along your bottom lip, begging for entrance, which you grant her. Your hands reach up and tangle their way through her luscious blonde locks as you both fight for control.
Suddenly you snap back to reality. That's how it always is with you and Piper; a fight for power and control.
"Make love to me," she whispers when you pull away. You have never wanted to complete her request more as she looks at you with those blue eyes that you've come to love so much.
But, you can't. It wouldn't be right.
"No."
"Please?"
"You're drunk," you whisper quietly. You tasted the alcohol on her lips and you know that she is not thinking clearly right now. And neither are you. "And so am I."
"So, you would if we hadn't drunk anything tonight?"
"No," you shake your head slowly. "We aren't together Piper."
"That didn't stop you before," she counters back, rightfully so.
"Things are different now," you whisper breathlessly. It kills you to turn her down like this. But, you have to make the right choice. You do not know what you are feeling right now. And deep down, you know she doesn't either. If it's meant to be, the time will happen, when it is meant to. But that's up to fate to decide. Not you.
"Do you not want me?" She looks so broken when she says this. And you feel your heart break a little bit.
"Piper," you whisper through the darkness, placing your hand over hers. "I will always have a connection to you and a part of me will always feel completely attracted to you. Hell, a part of me will even always love you, and there will always be a part of my heart that no one else can touch because you already own it. It's not that I don't want you. We are not ready for this. I certainly don't know what I'm feeling and I don't think you do either. If fate decides that it will happen, it will happen. But, we can't force ourselves to do something that we might regret later."
"I never regret anything when it comes to you."
"That still doesn't change anything," you tell her honestly. "We had a good thing going Piper. Why would you want to mess that up?"
"I don't know," Piper answers after a moment. "I just got you back in my life again and I don't want to lose you. I just want to feel something; anything."
"Doesn't Sam make you feel anything?"
"No," Piper shakes her head. "I've never felt electricity with anyone but you. Alex, you are the only person, who can make me feel something real."
"I'm sorry Piper."
She lets out a small yawn and you chuckle at her. "Besides, you sound like you need to sleep."
"Can you hold me?" she asks quietly, almost inaudibly. "Just for tonight?"
"Piper…" You know that would be a bad idea. And so does she.
"I'm so broken," she whispers, allowing you to catch a glimpse of the vulnerable and raw Piper that you loved so deeply. "I just need someone to make me feel whole again. Even if it's just temporary."
You know what she means. You feel the exact same way sometimes.
Your head is telling you no.
Your heart is telling you yes.
With Piper, your heart always wins.
You reach out and pull her body closer to yours, securely wrapping your arm around her waist and intertwining your fingers.
Piper closes her eyes and tries to allow sleep to overcome her. "Why do you always feel so inevitable to me?" she whispers quietly as she slowly drifts off into slumber, wrapped in the warmth of your arms.
As Piper drifts off into sleep, you think of the word inevitable and what it means to both of you. There are so many moments in your relationship where you have felt the impact of that word.
You are on a beach in Belize, walking along the sand hand in hand with Piper Chapman.
There is a part of you that still can't believe you have found love in the most unexpected of places. There is also still a part of you that doesn't believe you deserve to be loved by someone like Piper Chapman either.
"The sunset is so beautiful," Piper grins that adorable grin of hers when the two of your finally stop and sit down on the isolated beach.
You wrap your arms around her frame as she sits in between your legs. "You're beautiful."
She twists in your arms and leans her head back to place a gentle kiss on the side of your neck. "You know, I've never felt so connected to someone before."
"Sometimes you just meet someone and you know they are the right person."
"I love you," she whispers, brushing her fingertips ever so lightly along your arms.
"I love you too," you whisper back, a smile spreading its way across your face.
"How did you know you were in love with me?" The question takes you by surprise, but you find yourself smiling at it nonetheless.
"Honestly," you answer with a smile. "You just know when you meet that person that you know will change your life for the better. I've never wanted to change for someone else before. I've never wanted to be a better person for someone else. But, you make me want to be a better person every day."
"I'm scared," Piper admits as she twists in your arms and turns around to face you. "I'm scared of the way you make me feel. Nobody has ever made me feel this way. And I'm scared that one day, I'll wake up and realize that you want different things than I do. You always feel so inevitable to me."
END FLASHBACK
"You'll always be kind of inevitable to me too, kid," you whisper into the darkness, even though Piper is fast asleep beside you.
You let out a deep sigh. You know you are in trouble this time. Resisting Piper is going to be a lot harder than you've ever imagined it would be.
You are not supposed to feel so strongly about someone that you are not supposed to be with.
AN: Sorry for the long wait, I didn't anticipate it would take this long but this past week has been a crazy busy one too. To make up for my suckiness on updating, I tried to include as much Vauseman as I could in this chapter, to give you guys a little hope. Things are starting to progress now. There's a few more things that need to happen but I promise that all in good time, there will be a major Vauseman twist that I think you are all going to love coming up soon in a few chapters. Hopefully all the suspense will be worth the wait! This chapter also has a lot more fluff in it than past chapters have because you will also start to notice that the darkness of this story will start to fade away as Vauseman's relationship grows stronger. Please let me know what you all think!