Before Incarceration

Alex

     I opened my eyes to see the hazy sunlight creep through the bright blue shades draped over the window. For a minute I couldn't think of where I was. But the beautiful blue-eyed blonde next to me was a refreshing reminder. Good. Last night wasn't a dream. BZZZ... BZZZ... SHIT! I quickly grabbed my phone- Silvy- fuck.
     "Hello?" I barely whisper. I hear the relief in her voice when she asks, "What the Hell, Alex? Where are you?! It's eight fucking thirty! Last thing I knew you went back to find your phone that was sticking out of your pants, you dumb fuck. Did you smoke?!"
     "Silvy, no... i'm fine. I just..." My eyes lingered on piper. "I just drink too much and crashed on a bench." My lie was obvious, but I couldn't tell her the truth...
     "Yeah, right. God, I'm tired of your lies, Alex!" I quickly turn down the volume as her voice rises. I couldn't risk waking up piper. It'd be too hard to leave. "get your ass to the airport! The plane leaves in 30 minutes. You're lucky your girlfriend loves you and went ahead and bought your ticket." At that, she hung up. I angrily put my phone back in the back pocket of my jeans and slid my shoes on.as I made my way to the door, my stomach lurched... How could I just leave her here? I quickly scanned her room for a paper and pen-I scribbled: Pipes, I'm sorry to leave you like this... I'll explain later! This is an over. You owe me ;-) -A
P.s. 555-8293 call me
     I laid the half assed note on the bedside table and gently kissed her forehead.
     "Alex?" She mumbled. "Don't leave." My heart felt like it was torn into two as I left without looking back. I'd see her again.... Surely.
    
     I peered out the window at the vast ocean below. The blue perfectly matched Piper's large, don't like eyes. I wondered if she was awake yet-awake and heartbroken. My hatred for myself steadily increased the further and further I got from New York. I just had to keep telling myself I'd see her again. Germany was a long way from the Bronx, though.
     "Babe, what's gotten into you? You're not yourself," Silvy prided. I sort of bed bad for cheating on Silvy, but my guilt was easily clouded by my desire to be with piper again.
     "Nothing, I'm just hungover," this was partially true. Mostly hung over from lack of my newest drug-Piper. Luckily this plane had Wi-Fi-I needed a distraction. When I opened my phone, I angled it so Silvy couldn't read the message from Piper. It read: Alex, as hard as it was to wake up with you nowhere near me, I'll try to understand. I saw your texts from Sylvia last night. I knew a girl like you couldn't possibly be single. Just do me a favor... save me the heart ache and don't talk to me again. -Pipes
     Fuck. I fought back my tears and turned off my phone.
     "You okay?" Silvy asked, obviously noticing I was upset.
     "I'm fine. I just want this trip to be quick," I ached to go home. The rest of the flight was filled with thoughts trying to answer why a meaningless one night stand wasn't meaning less at all. And how Piper Chapman had broken my heart immediately after she stole it.