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"Do you remember what movie we're watching?" Janae questioned.

Aaliyah nods cheerily, "Yes. My brother donated some of my mum's old movies and they picked out uh, I think it's called Pirates of the Caribbean?" Janae nods, pursing her lips, "The one with that blonde british girl?" Aaliyah nods, "Keira Knightley, yes. She was my first ever girl crush." Janae laughs as she pulled the tank top over her shirt. She loved to hear the good part of Liyah's childhood.

"Are you going to fawn over her the entire movie?" Janae asks, just to make fun of her. Aaliyah smirks, "Not when someone as captivating as you is sitting next to me." Janae looks to her with raised brows, "Glad to see you're still flirting." She retorts.

"Oh how could I stop? It's my favorite thing to do." Aaliyah scoffs, putting an arm around Janae's waist.

"I'll meet you there. I gotta do somethin' real quick." Janae said, walking across to her cube. Aaliyah nods, "I'll save you a seat love." Janae nods as Aaliyah walks out and heads to the room where the movie would be held.

Aaliyah walks in, taking a seat next to Suzanne who was talking to Taystee about some fanfiction thing. Frieda walks over, "Yo, Jefferson. This is the third day this week I caught your girl Watson washing her sweaty socks out in the bathroom sink. It ain't fucking civilized." Aaliyah hums, so that's what Janae had been doing. It was gross, definitely, but Aaliyah couldn't say much when she did the same thing sometimes, only with her bras when she absolutely had to. Usually she'd just force the laundry girls to wash her clothes when they got sweaty from working out.

"Why are you telling me about it? Work it out with her." Taystee says.

"You think I haven't tried?" Frieda scoffs. "It's not the being told to fuck myself I mind so much, it's more the poking. And I'd like to avoid fighting her because I'm not sure I'd win. But I'm not sure I'd lose either." Frieda stated. Aaliyah stood up, "Is that a threat? Are you threatenin' my girl?" Taystee sighs, grabbing Aaliyah's arm and pulling her back down.

"I still don't see how this is my problem." Frieda shoots Taystee a knowing look. Taystee furrows her brows in realization, "Hold up...am I the mom?" Aaliyah giggles to herself as Suzanne hugs Taystee. "Oh, my god. I'm the mom?"

Taystee sighs, "Look, I will try to talk to her but she don't listen to me so I would discuss this with her girlfriend." Frieda turns to Aaliyah, making her frown. "Does everyone just assume I'm the girlfriend?" Frieda and Taystee both nodded. Aaliyah sighed in annoyance, "Okay. I'll make her stop."

Frieda nods in appreciation, "Thank you."

Janae walked in, taking the seat next to Aaliyah. "You know everyone just assumes we're girlfriends?" Aaliyah questions. Janae smiled, "Cause we are." Aaliyah smiled for a slight second. "Yeah but that just happened. We haven't made it like public and shit." Janae rolled her eyes, putting an arm around Aaliyah's waist and pulling her closer. "I don't know why you're so shocked. You've been throwing yourself at me since the beginning."

"Good point." Janae smiled, and Aaliyah preassed a kiss to Janae's cheek.

Cindy leans forward, "Aye, who kissed first?" Janae and Aaliyah both looked at her in confusion before Liyah pointed to Janae. Cindy groaned, "Damn. Now I owe P and T a bag of candy." Aaliyah and Janae both turned to each other before laughing. The movie started, everyone enjoying it. Janae was leaned forward, incredibly invested in the movie. Majority of the bunch were fawning over Orlando Bloom. And maybe Liyah was fawning over Keira Knightley the entire time.

Aaliyah leaned forward, pressing a kiss to Janae's shoulder just as Poussey walked over looking very panicked. "I'm freakin' the fuck out." Aaliyah furrowed her brows in confusion, wondering what she seen that got her this way. "Relax, I'll catch you up. See, the blonde girl is in danger so he has to team up with the drunk pirate dude-"

Poussey shook her head, not caring about the movie. "No, Soso is dead in the library." Aaliyah raised a brow, wondering why she hadn't told a CO. "For real, I think. Look, I walked in-"

Taystee sighs, "Go find a CO."

Suzanne cuts in. "No, I wanna see. Where is she?"

"Will you please just come?" Poussey begs. Suzanne looks toward Taystee, "Can we see? Oh, please, please, please, please, with extra sugar on top. Please, please.." Taystee finally gives in to stop Suzanne's pleading. "Okay." Taystee turns to look at Janae. "You save our seats and tell me everything I miss." Janae shrugs, "Fine." Poussey turns to Liyah. "Aaliyah, come on." Aaliyah frowned, "I don't wanna go. I don't even like that girl." She argues.

"Get your ass up." Poussey grabs Aaliyah's arm and drags her away.

They all walked to the library, turning the corner to see Soso, looking very dead on the floor. Aaliyah and Taystee kneel down to check on her. Taystee opens Soso's eye and blows as Aaliyah checks her pulse. "She ain't dead," Taystee says, quite annoyed this pulled her away from the movie. "She ain't?"

"Not yet," Aaliyah mumbles.

"I done seen enough dead to know alive." Poussey sighs as Suzanne groans, upset she didn't get to see a dead body. Aaliyah picks up the foil of pills, majority of them gone. "Here, hide these," she hands them to Poussey. "What we gon' do with her?" P asks nervously. "If only we had an invisibility cloak. Or an extremely deep and wide belly button." Suzanne adds, Poussey nudging her to be quiet.

Aaliyah lifts the girl's head onto her lap. "We need to make sure they don't put her in Psych. She wouldn't survive in that place," Aaliyah said. "No. Like, N-O, no. Pysch's so bad. I wouldn't even wish it on the people running it. Although that would be poetic in it's own way." Aaliyah rolls her eyes, "I know, my mother got sent to Pysch once." Aaliyah puts her arm under Soso's legs, picking her up from the floor bridal style.

"We gotta take her to the showers. She needs to throw up." Aaliyah explained, having way too much deja vu with this situation. Aaliyah carried her into the shower, setting her on the floor. "Well, what you waitin' for? Why don't you...put your fingers down her throat?" Poussey says towards Aaliyah, all of them knowing her history with these situations.

"Pardon? Knowing what to do does not make me bottom bitch of the vomitorium." Aaliyah argues, kneeling down in front of Soso, thinking of another way to get her to throw up without having to put her fingers down her throat. "Maybe stick your fingers down your own throat. People see or hear other people puke, makes them wanna do it. Sympathetic vomiting." Suzanne suggests.

"Sweets, give me a towel," Aaliyah says. Suzanne nods, grabbing a small towel and handing it to Liyah. "Okay, P, I'm gonna turn the water on, and your gonna open her mouth. She's gonna wake up and the first thing she's gonna do is throw up." Poussey groans, nodding anyways and leaning down in front of Soso.

Aaliyah pulls off her jacket, tossing it to Taystee. "Ready?" Suzanne stops them, leaning down to pull the drain. Taystee grimaces in disgust, Suzanne explaining that it's easier to clean up. Aaliyah turns the water on, getting it all over the girl, Soso wakes up, immediately throwing up. Everyone grimaces, meanwhile Suzanne cheers. Poussey sees throw up on her hand, "Chunks! That's nasty!"

Aaliyah sits down next to Soso, taking the towel and wiping her mouth with it. "Hmm, but look at all them pills." Poussey shakes her head, "Sympathetic vomiting." Poussey gags, going to the other shower to throw up as Suzanne warns her to pull the drain. "Now, should we stick a needle in her heart or something?"

Taystee glances as Suzanne in annoyance. "This ain't the Pulp Fiction, and that ain't heroin."

Aaliyah noticed Soso immediately passed out again, sighing, she knew she would have to look after her until she did. "Well, why she ain't awake?" Suzanne asks Taystee. "Cause she ate fistfuls of pills like they was Tic Tacs and she's weighs three pounds." Aaliyah nods, brushing back Soso's wet hair. "Good point."

"We gotta watch her and make sure she doesn't stop breathing, and if she does, we give her CPR." Taystee explains to Suzanne. Poussey comes out of the shower, grossed out. "Look, if that happens, man, you giving her mouth-to-throw-up-mouth, all right? She okay?"

"There's no blood in it, so that's good. She'll be fine. I'll look after her tonight. Tomorrow, she's your problem." Aaliyah says, patting Soso's cheek to make sure she was still alive. "Man, why this shit gotta happen on movie night?" Taystee groans, upset she missed majority of the movie. Hopefully she would be able to make the end of it.

"Anybody want some cigarettes?" Poussey holds up the drain where a bag of cigs were attached to it. "I found these hanging from the drain."

Aaliyah sighs softly. "Look, you guys go to the movie, act like nothing happened. I have an empty bed in my bunk, she can stay with me. Go on." Taystee hands Aaliyah her jacket back, "I'll tell Watson." Taystee and Suzanne leave but Poussey stays.

"You sure you got her? I don't wanna throw her on you and shit." Poussey fiddled with her hands nervously.

Aaliyah smiles softly. "It's okay. She's not the first overdose I've looked after. Go and enjoy the movie. I got this. I'll take care of her." Poussey nods slowly, growing an appreciative smile, "Thanks Liyah." Poussey leaves, heading to the movie like told.

Aaliyah lifts Soso up, careful of the throw up. "Okay, come on. Let's get you outta here." She set Soso on the bench, pulling her vomit covered shirt off and tossing it to the side. Aaliyah grabbed her jacket, pulling it onto Soso's body which was much smaller so the jacket was very big on her. Aaliyah turned the water on, making sure it all went down the drain before shutting it off.

She lifted Soso up, carrying the smaller girl to her bunk. Luckily the CO watching was dosing off so he didn't see her. Aaliyah set Soso on the bed that used to be Henderson's. She pulled the chair next to the bed, sitting down to watch Soso's breathing. She grabbed her iPod, putting on music to pass the time. Soso luckily was breathing fine, mumbling small things in her sleep. Aaliyah pulled the blanket over the girl so she wasn't so cold.

Janae walked into Aaliyah's bunk, "What's goin' on? You didn't come back." Aaliyah pulled off the ear buds to hear Janae better. "I'm on babysitting duty. Cause I'm the only one who has experience with overdoses besides T, but she wanted to finish the movie." Aaliyah explained, getting up from the chair and putting it back where it was.

Janae looked down at Soso with a look of annoyance. She hated the fact that Aaliyah had to relive this. She knew Liyah hated doing this. Having already done this for Nicky and her own mother. It was something Janae knew Liyah absolutely hated doing. It traumatized her. Aaliyah set her hand on Janae's shoulder, knowing what she was thinking. "You don't need to glare at her. It's not her fault. And I'm okay. You don't have to worry."

Janae rolls her eyes, "I'm not worried." She lied. Aaliyah chuckles softly, pulling Janae to the bed. "Then why must you glare daggers at the poor girl?" Janae looked away, crossing her arms over her chest. "She's wearing your jacket." Aaliyah raised her brows, rolling her eyes at the excuse. "You're ridiculous."

Janae shrugs, and Liyah pulls Janae closer. "You know you're missing the movie, right?" Janae nods, not really caring that she missed it. "Let's lay down, come on. The girl will survive." Aaliyah lays down, pulling Janae next to her, she pulled the covers over them. Janae took the iPod and put some music on before laying her head on Liyah's chest.

Liyah stares at the ceiling. "I think overdoses are just...like never going to leave me alone. It's...like a tattoo. It's permanent."

"It's not permanent. And it ain't your fault that white girl wants to kill herself. Shit just happens. It'll pass. Okay?" Janae rubs Aaliyah's waist gently, pressing a small peck to her lips. "You know what is permanent in your life?" Aaliyah shook her head softly, wondering where this was going.

"I am. Cause you ain't ever gonna get rid of me." Aaliyah laughs, nodding in agreement. She pressed a kiss to Janae's lips, "Good. Cause I don't wanna get rid of you. Ever."

"You're hella cheesy."

"Oh you love it."

"I do."

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a/n: cute lil chapter of my babies

aaliyah looking after soso was so sweet of her

liyah just kissing janae on the shoulder is goals idc >>

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