Heartache

Hi everyone! This is my first fanfic but been wanting to write one for ages, so here goes:

CHAPTER 1

'How could i have been so stupid?' Helen Stewert, muttered to herself, reading the letter Sean had left on her bedside table,

Hels,
had a great night, got to go to work, sorry
will call you later
sean x x x

Sean was a guy she had met at the pub a couple of times, she knew he was interested in her but she had no interest in him and know she had done the deed she felt he was going to be bothering her for a long time off yet. "shit!!"

She climbed out of bed and made her way into the shower, as the water ran down over her naked body she remembered the night before, sean's grunting as he slammed into her over and over again. His lovemaking was nothing like Nikki's, when Nikki made love to her it made her body tingle all over. Nikki and always sought to please her first and all Sean cared about was himself. On remembering how it had been with Nikki tears soon started to trickle down her face. "God damn you Nikki Wade, how can you still have this affect on me" she shouted while slapping the shower wall. She slumped to the shower floor crying tears of pain, anger, guilt and sorrow. "Get control of yourself Helen, she's gone and you wanted her to go, so just live with it" She said trying to reassure herself that everything was going to be okay. But deep down she knew that nothing was going to be okay untill Nikki came back to her.

On the other side of London

"Trish, are you up? You know we've got that meeting this morning about selling the club?"

Nikki Wade yelled to her housemate, who was also her business partner and ex-lover.

"TRISH!"
"okay, okay Nik, i'm up. Give me half an hour to shower"

Nikki sighed to herself, three weeks ago she was living with the love of her life and everything was perfect and now she was stuck living with Trish. She loved Trish as a mate and a few years ago Trish was the love of her life, but then she had met Helen while doing a scentence in Larkhall Prison. Helen was Nikki's soulmate, the person she had been searching for all her life and now she had lost her.

Trisha came running down the stairs with her shoes in her hand,
"i'm nearly ready, just got to find my car keys" Trisha exclaimed, out of breath for rushing around.
"They're here" Nikki said while hurling them at her.
Trisha opened the door, just as she was about to walk out Nikki yelled to her,
"Trish, are you forgetting something?"
"No, i don't think so"
"Maybe, your shoes?"
"shit, sorry Nik"
She grabbed the shoes from her hand and put them on. Why did they have to be in a meeting so early, Trisha hated early mornings especially on a Sunday, but she needed to do this so Nikki could be freed from the club.

"In a couple of hours i will be a free woman" Nikki thought to herself, since the break up with Helen, Nikki had felt that she needed to get away London, a new start, because there was nothing left for her in England. She had bought a place in Sanfransisco and would be leaving in a months time, she felt that if she sold her half of the club to Trisha then she would have no ties in England and that was how she wanted it. Nothing to remind her of the way she was feeling now.