My chest tightens after Im out of the room.
I crave Alex's touch, her voice.
God I can't believe I did that.
I chastise myself for feeling guilty. She's the one who cheated on me.
My mind drowns out other people, as I walk to the chapel.
The steel metal door slams shut behind me.
I see Morello crying in one of the pews.
Shuffling my feet over, her sobbing continues.
"Morello?" I ask shyly.
She pulls her hands away from her face and looks at me.
Her eye shadow and eye liner are smeared. Her red lipstick is not though.
"Oh. Hey.." She sniffles.
"Are you alright?" I ask timidly. Even though I already knew why she was crying.
"No." She burst into tears again.
I kneel next to her and hug her tightly.
Morello lays her head on my shoulder and continues to cry. Her body shakes as she does so.
"I- I don't u-u-understand why she would d-do this." She says in between sobs.
I remain quiet, not quite having an answer myself. My arms just clench tighter around her.
After awhile, Morello is able to stop crying so hard. We just talk about it. A few times stopping to catch a tear that slips free.
I shake with rage at some point, and cry at some.
My heart has been broken. I never thought It would be, but It is.
It hurts. A lot.
I sigh as both of us get quiet.
We walk back into the prison together and I decide to call Polly.
I add on credits before I call because I know Im running low.
Me and Polly have been talking a lot lately.
Waiting for her to answer, I lean again the wall.
But my call doesn't go through.
Damn Polly. She's probably with Pete, and there both taking care of the baby I suppose.
So I just settle for sitting in the library reading Wuthering Heights.
And I stay there until were called to bed.
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OITNB Vauseman
FanfictionOITNB, Pretty Much Just Piper And Alex When They Are Both In Prison, It Might Stay On The Regular Story Plot, But I Will Most Likely Throw In My Own Twists And Surprises.
