Kidnapped Heart

Chapter Two

Two months ago

As Alex entered her school, she could feel hundreds of eyes staring at her, burning holes into her skin. It had been a month since Nicky had gone missing and a week ago, she had been pronounced dead. A video, filmed by her captors had been released of Nicky being shot, and the police concluded that there would be no way she could've survived it. While it pained Alex to watch, she couldn't take her eyes off it and now, she  couldn't get the image from her mind. Nicky's scared and pained expression was a sight she never could forget.

No body had been found yet, but the police weren't going to stop looking. Nicky's Mother had refused to have a funeral until her body was found. Alex had no idea how long that would take.

Alex walked down the corridor towards her locker and as she made her way over there, she passed Nicky's. Pictures and messages caught Alex's eye and she stopped and looked at it for a few seconds. Wherever she went, there was a constant reminder that Nicky was gone. She wasn't coming back. Alex would never see her again. She would never talk to her again, or see her smile, or hear her voice. They would never go out and pick out girls again. Those days were gone and they were never coming back.

Alex couldn't stop looking at the pictures. Where had people gotten them from? There was one particular picture that made Alex stop. It was a selfie that Alex had taken of the two of them, with Nicky leaning over Alex's shoulder, smiling her big, bright smile. They were at their special spot. In reality, it was in a park, but they had spent many hours there together, and Alex had, had some of her happiest memories there. she would never feel like that again.

Someone touched Alex on the shoulder. As she turned around to look, she was faced with a vaguely familiar face. What was her name? Natalie? Natasha?

"I'm sorry about Nicky," the girl spoke, with her hand still on Alex's shoulder. She shook it off.

"What do you mean?" she questioned, annoyed.

"I'm sorry that she died. She was a really great person."

Alex felt a sudden burst of anger rush through her. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She looked the girl square in the eye.

"How dare you say that," she seethed.

"You didn't know Nicky." She looked around at the people that had gathered, wanting a view of the 'show'.

"None of you knew Nicky like I did," she addressed the crowd, making wild gestures with her hands.

"And no, she wasn't great, or a good person. She was an asshole and grumpy, and annoying, but she was my annoying, grumpy, asshole. None of you knew her like I did, I bet more than half of you didn't even like her." Alex stopped for a  second and looked at all of the shocked faces watching her. She was going to cry. She could feel it.

"And she didn't die. She was murdered," she spluttered before falling to her knees, sobbing. The people around her were gobsmacked at her sudden outburst.

"Alright people, back off," said a voice that Alex recognised well. She turned round and saw the face of her best friend, pushing through the crowd.

"Nicky," whispered Alex, almost questioning herself, turning her whole body round to face her properly. Nicky crouched down next to Alex, told the people to go away before wrapping her arms around a still sobbing Alex. Alex cried into her shoulder. She inhaled, expecting to smell the familiar scent of her best friend, but instead smelt something else. She looked up and saw that it wasn't Nicky. Deep down she knew that it wasn't. It could't be but that last, small amount of hope had tricked her.

"Who are you?" she asked croaky still holding on.

"My name is Piper. Piper Chapman," she spoke. Alex studied her face for a few moments. She was beautiful, and her shoulder length, blonde hair framed her face perfectly.

"Whats your name?" Piper asked.

"Alex." Alex didn't think that she had seen this girl before and she was certain that she would've remembered if she did. She figured she must be new.

"Lets get you up off this floor, huh," Piper said, standing up and holding out a hand to help Alex up. Alex took the hand gratefully.

Piper led Alex to the toilets by her hand and wiped her face with a damp cloth that she had run underneath the cold tap.

"You'll feel better if your face feels fresher."

In part, Piper was right. Alex felt more refreshed, but did she feel better? No and she strongly doubted that she ever could.

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Alex walked along the path in the park that her and Nicky had walked through so many times. It had been two weeks since her sudden outburst at school and since then, Nicky's locker had been cleared out at someone else had claimed it as their own. Piper and her friend Lorna, who had both just transferred schools, had been a huge help to Alex. She had been feeling slightly better the past few days, until she saw Nicky's mother selling some of Nicky's possessions. 'It hurts too much seeing them' had been Marka's response when Alex aggressively asked her why she was selling them but Alex knew that it was only because she didn't want the stuff cluttering up her house.

Alex found herself sitting on the bench that her and Nicky would sit at all of the time. 

"Rough day?" Nicky asked, taking a seat next to Alex.

"Like you could never imagine," Alex replied. Alex looked over at Nicky.

"Why did you have to leave?" she asked. Nicky took a few seconds before she replied.

"You know I didn't want to go right? I didn't choose to leave, but I had that choice taken away from me." Alex nodded, hoping Nicky would continue. She did.

"But truthfully I can't come back and you can't change that. No one can. You have to stop living in the past or else you will be stuck there forever. Focus on the people that are here now."

Alex felt a tear fall from her face, and Nicky wiped it away with her finger. Damn Nicky for always speaking such truthful words. She was always good at that.

"What happens when I miss you?" she asked. Nicky smiled slightly.

"We will always have memories right? But it is time to make new ones now, with new people."

"Where will you be?"

Nicky took Alex's hand and placed it on Alex's heart.

"In here. Always."

Nicky wrapped her arms around Alex. Alex held on, as tight as she could and closed her eyes. When she opened them, it was just her, alone on the bench once again.

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Thanks for reading this chapter and let me know what you think. Things may still be a little vague but you'll get more as we go along. See you soon!