Chapter 22:

Life Is Fucked Up

Finding a home in Brooklyn was much easier than in Manhattan, but it wasn't as dreamy as they had imagined. There was one small window, in the living room, with a view on nothing less than the building's garbage containers, in a creepy hallway decorated by graffiti. The rent was cheap, enough that they could afford it with only one of their salary's, and by salary it meant Piper's dad's money he gave her every month. "It's temporary," Alex assured her fiancée. She made sure to change the lock and add two extra barrel bolts at their arrival. Piper wondered why Alex was so concerned, considering she never locked her door at her old apartments back in the days, but she didn't ask; she figured it was because of the neighborhood they were in and Alex being over-protective toward her.

The next day they went to get Alex's stuff at Katherine's house. Her aunt offered them dinner and they happily agreed. The banter at the table was the same as Piper remembered when they went to dine at whatever fast-food Alex's mother was working at that time. Piper was fascinated at all the stories Katherine had to tell. She worked as a personal care giver and some clients were unbelievable. She was the living proof that it wasn't the people working a high paid job that were the happiest and had the most fun. This made them feel much better about having a crappy apartment.

When they got home the evening after the dinner with Alex's aunt and that all of Alex's boxes were moved in their apartment, Piper proposed to share a hot bath. Piper went ahead and ran the bath as Alex looked at the pile of mail they received. One yellow envelope got her attention; she opened it and pulled out a white sheet of paper. It read:

You two think you can make it out in the real world huh? Nice try. I'm going to make this a living hell for you.

-The man turned in.

When Alex finished reading the letter her heart skipped a beat and her knees went weak. Shit, shit, shit. This couldn't be happening.

"Are you coming baby?" Piper shouted from the bathroom. "The water is all warm and wet. And so am I."

Alex was panicking. If Piper found this she would be too; she had to get rid of it. She ripped it in four pieces and threw it in the trash, and made sure to bury it deep inside the can.

"I'm on my way babe just hold on," Alex replied. She had to take a deep breath because her whole body was shaking and she didn't want Piper to think something was off.

She entered the bathroom, and it was exactly what happened.

"Hey are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost. Your face is all pale and greenish."

"I'm always pale Piper, you know that." Alex replied a bit to harshly. She immediately corrected her mistake, "So are you gonna let me hold you or what?" Her voice was softer this time, but unnatural.

"Strip," Piper ordered. She immediately regretted saying that, as it sounded too familiar to what prison guards used to tell them. "Just get naked and come here I need to feel you close to me."

Alex smiled and it wasn't forced this time. She peeled off her clothes, smirking as when she noticed Piper was ogling her. Piper gave room for Alex to sit behind her. Once Alex's body was submerged in warm water, she wrapped her legs around Piper and they leaned back comfortably. Alex massaged the tense muscles the blonde's shoulders.

The bathtub was tight for two persons. Alex sighed, remembering how great they were in Alex's huge claw foot bathtub in her old apartment.

"I'm sorry kid," Alex apologized after few minutes of silence.

Piper frowned. "Why?"

"Because I promised you a way better life than this. I promised to show you the world again. To make you happy…" Alex trailed off.

Piper turned her head to look at Alex and shook her head. "I spent the last year in prison Alex, this apartment might not be what I had in mind but at least we are free. And I have you. I have you and you already make me more than happy." Piper explained. "Is this what has been bothering you?"

Alex shook her head 'no' but luckily Piper had turned her head and couldn't see her. "Yes," she lied, and although it wasn't much like one, it felt like it. She had in fact been feeling pretty shitty about the about apartment situation, but it wasn't her priority right now. Safety was her priority, and she definitely wasn't safe.

"Remember what you told me after Tricia died? Life gets messy sometimes, you gotta learn you can't always fix it. Well find our way Alex, it will just take time."

Alex nodded. "Yeah, I guess."

"There is no doubt about it," Piper continued. "Life is fucked up. It is just completely fucked up," she laughed. "And it is for everybody. There's not a single human being on this earth that hasn't struggled or aren't gonna struggle. Is just the way it is. but look at us, we are two ex-convict, one manipulative and the other narcissist and the list could go on, and yet here we are, holding each other, in love more now than ever, being two assholes against the world. Don't you think it's awesome? How far we've come, all the progress we've made. It's the greatest reward ever knowing you fought through adversity and beat adversity's ass."

Alex pressed her lips on Piper's shoulder and laughed. "Look at you being all inspirational. Fuck. But I guess you are right…" Piper wasn't wrong, but she wasn't sure this applied to a drug lord psycho that threatened to hurt her. Fuck, she knew she had screwed up big time by hiding this to Piper, but what else could she have done? It's a horrible feeling to feel unsafe in your own home, and Alex knew that. She thought she could handle it before it got out of hand, but that note was the proof that she clearly couldn't. She needed a lot more protection than lock change and barrel bolts to keep them safe. She couldn't even imagine telling Piper that- the blonde had been nothing but positive and enthusiastic about their life together. She knew Piper too well. She knew how she would react. She would be angry; mainly toward Alex for keeping this a secret after all they've been through. And then she would be scared to death, maybe even paranoid. They had different ways of dealing with things, and no matter how much they tried to work on their flaws, changing who you are is a lot more complicated that it seems.

"Alex baby, you are doing it again," Piper said when she saw she was losing Alex to her thoughts.

"I'm sorry." Screw it. She could wait until tomorrow. Her jaw had been resting on Piper's shoulder, but she moved so that her lips reached Piper's ear. She took her earlobe between her teeth and nibbled on it. Piper moaned and she grabbed the back of Alex's neck with her hand. "Im going to make you cum so hard," Alex said in a husky voice that made Piper's sex clench. Alex's hands moved and she immediately entered two fingers inside the blonde, eliciting a throaty moan from her fiancée. Alex moved her fingers in and out rapidly and with strength as she kneaded her breast with her left hand. Piper threw her head back on Alex's shoulder as her hips rose, meeting Alex's thrusts.

I hadn't even been very long and Piper was already on the edge. Alex was the only person able to make her come that fast and so hard—no lover ever compared to her. She knew it wasn't just because Alex's was beautifully talented at sex, or more experienced than anyone she had ever met—it was her desire and eagerness to share something so strong and so good with her lover. Knowing that Alex promised that Piper would be the only woman she'd pleasure for the rest of her life was one the greatest gift she could ever give to her, after her love of course.

Piper was shuddering under water, a powerful wave of pleasure hitting her whole body, and she screamed Alex's name like it was the most beautiful word in the world as she held onto Alex's hand and the edge of the bathtub. Her walls were clenching uncontrollably around Alex's fingers, and Alex slowed her movements, making sure to hold her while her body relaxed in her embrace.

"I love you Piper," Alex said softly after a few quiet seconds. "I don't think I'll ever get tired to do this to you."

"Good." Piper smiled. She would never get tired either. "I don't want us to be that boring couple that stop having sex at 40 and become sexually frustrated and argue all the time."

"With both our libido combined, kid, that's impossible."

They dried off and continued to make sweet love in the bed until they fell asleep in each other arms.

The next day they had to go separate ways, at least for a couple of hours. Piper had promised Polly that they would have breakfast together to give her best friend a chance to explain, although there was nothing she could say that would make the whole 'I'm fucking my best friend ex fiancée in between breast feeding my son and potty train him' situation better. Piper was mainly interested in talking about their company, and as to where they stood.

Alex had a job interview in the morning at a restaurant, and she flunked it really bad- mostly on purpose. She only went because it was a part of her parole to try to get a job, but no fucking way she'd get a job at a fast food like her mother. No fucking way she'd become that woman who works 3 jobs and nights and came home smelling like fries. Since her interview had been cut short, she had a couple of hours of hours before meeting Piper for lunch. She decided to take a walk in Brooklyn.

"I swear it's not like that Pipes, I didn't mean to—" Polly started once they got their meals. Piper had chosen oatmeal with maple syrup and berries, the best in Manhattan. She used to go there with Alex before they started traveling.

"Are you fucking kidding me!" Piper interrupted her. "You didn't mean to what? Fuck my naïve, idiot, ex-fiancé who was probably in a hurry to empty his dick on somebody else because his fiancée was in fucking prison being busy fucking her gorgeous, manipulative ex-girlfriend to who she's now engaged too?! Was your vagina even fuckable at this point or you were just squirting milk all over him!" Suddenly everyone in the restaurant was looking at her. "Shit I don't even have valid arguments anymore. Fuck you. I don't care, it is not okay to screw your bestfriend's ex no matter what she did to the guy."

"Wait, you're engaged to super cunt?" Polly gasped.

"Don't change the subject!" Piper retorted. "Fuck it let's change the subject actually, because the thought of you and Larry makes me want to puke and this oatmeal is fucking amazing. What's going on with our company?"

Polly sighed. "There's no company Piper. You sorta knew that. It could never work with you in prison and I'm busy with Finn. Shit, I knew you would be a bitch about this but I'm your best friend Piper. You could treat me better than that." Polly took money out of her pursue and put in on the table before leaving.

Alex ended up in a bar in Brooklyn. She knew the owner, she was in even friends with him years ago. She didn't enter this place wanting a drink though, there was something else she was after.

"Vause!" a middle-aged man shouted once he saw the dark-haired woman. He was foreign, though he looks like he had been in states for a while. He didn't seem like the kind of person you wanted to cross, though he was incredibly nice to Alex.

"What about a Whiskey, straight up just how you like it," he said pulling the bottle under the counter.

"No thanks Joe," Alex said politely. "I came here for something else."

"Oh like me guess, you're in trouble," he replied, as if it wasn't the first time Alex came to him. "How about you tell me where you've been all this time huh?"

"Prison," Alex answered bluntly. He almost looked apologetic. "Look Kubra is on to me, I fucked up real bad and I need something to defend myself."

He thought for a moment. "I see."

"I know you hate Kubra too, so really this would do us both a favor."

The man laughed. "So what, you're going to kill him?"

"Only if he tries something. Shit Joe, you know I'm not a murderer. I can't fuck up more than I did now, I'm getting married."

"Let me guess, that cute little blonde girl that was following you around like a puppy?."

Alex ignored his comment. "Please?"

He sighed. "Okay."

A/N: Sorry it took a bit longer to update this time, let's just say I had some apartment trouble just like Piper, coincidently enough. I allowed myself to borrow the line from the show "was your vagina even fuckable" hope you don't mind I liked this line. Please tell me what you think and leave a review! Thank you!