Roxanne was stunned.Not only because Lance suddenly brought up the subject of her parents death, but also because he made it sound like they had been killed rather than involved in the accident she was told they had encountered before being rushed to the hospital.She stepped forward, eyes curiously fluttering as she placed her hands on both sides of his shoulder."What the hell do you mean? My parents, they were involved in a car accident, weren't they?"Lance opened his mouth to say something, but then he closed it. He repeated the process a few more times before lowering his gaze and speaking."I can't tell you too much, but all you need to know is that we have a common enemy.""Common enemy my ass." Roxanne snapped. "I can't even understand one thing you're saying. The truth behind my parents death? What other truth is there?""I can't tell you now, but soon...""Soon?" Roxanne cut him off. She the. Suddenly stepped back, a smile full of disbelief on her face. "What makes you thi
After showering and changing her dress, Roxanne rushed towards the one place where she knew she could confirm if Lance's words were a lie or not.Her parent's house.It was a medium size love cottage located closely near the forest and on the quieted side of Los Angeles. Her mother always seemed to enjoy the company of the animals, the trees and all of nature alike.When Roxanne had been younger, she has grumbled about her mother's choice of residence since it was so far away from her school and she had to seat in the back of her designated car for hours. At some point, she had threatened to move away as a young kid, her parents simply laughed at her words, but never the less, they met her demands and sent her to leave with her grandparents until the weekends. That place had gradually become her home out of home where she made so many memories and bonds.But now that she was standing in the threshold of her parent's house, all the Happy memories she shaded with her parents came floodi
Roxanne was surprised to see that it was Penelope who has entered from behind her. She viewed the red haired beauty for a few seconds- curiosity and cautiousness evident in her eyes- before standing up and approaching her with her hand out."You must be Ms. Grant. Pleasure meeting you, my name's Penelope Cube." She introduced herself decently while accepting Roxanne's hand shake.The blonde was somewhat caught off guard with her rather good attitude and deep down, a tinge of guilt surface."The pleasures all mine, please, take a seat." She shook away the feeling deep down and gestured towards the free seats."Thank you, and oh," Penelope was about to take her seat when it seemed like she suddenly remembered something. "Would it be okay if a friend of mine joined us." She said and pointed at the door.Before Roxanne could voice her opinion, the door swung open and a cheeky looking Noirette walked in."Well, I don't mind." She muttered underneath her breath as she sank into her chair.P
For the first few seconds after Roxanne had surfaces from the water, it felt like air had been forcefully put into her lungs.She choked: coughed brutally as she tried to adapt and get as much water as she could out of her lungs.Her eyes stung from the sudden sea water and her body shivered brutally from the cold fabric and remnant of water that clung to her body.It took her a few seconds to realize that she was being cradled in the arms of Lance and slowly, his shouts and people whispers came back to her ears."... Are you all deaf? I said get me blankets!" Lance barked at the onlookers who were whispering underneath their breaths.Why wouldn't they.Suddenly, before Roxanne could really register what was unfolding and how things were unfolding, there was another splash from the sea and minutes later, Christopher came up with Penelope cradled weakly in his arms."Spread out!" He ordered of the people who were suddenly gathering him as he climbed aboard."What? Why is the second you
Immediately Roxanne heard someone coming their way, she fought out of Lance's kiss and skillfully pulled him to the side of her car into hiding.She could barely make out who it was that was approaching them, but it appeared to be two young men, maybe their own age, who looked a bit disheveled. They were not dressed for this weather at all. One had a black knit cap, and the other was wearing a woolen stocking cap that looked like the one Roxanne had knitted for Lance. Both had long brown hair, and they were talking and laughing, so much that Roxanne could hear their voices from her hiding spot in the shadows."The little Ms. Cube looked so embarrassed." One said and crackled mindlessly."Serves her right." Input the other as he fumbled with the keys of his car, unlocked the car and pulled the door open. "That would teach ladies like her to go for someone more her class.""Her class? Are you speaking of yourself?" His friend asked in mockery."Hell yeah." He replied and pointed a finge
Roxanne was woken up from her sleep as she felt a car shaking and heard a knock at the window. Heavily confused and disoriented, she rubbed her eyes and moved the curtain to find Lance grinning at her. It was then she remembered that she had allowed Lance drive her home after the whole ordeal with Christopher, Penelope and the two morons at the packing lot.She glanced down at her shirt and realized that it had somewhat dried- what she assumed to be the work of her low chilling A.C. It wasn't completely dry, in the sense that her bra was still peeking out, but at least it felt less sticky and wet.And for that, she was thankful."Good morning, sleeping beauty," Lance said as Roxanne got out of the car and scanned her surrounding, extremely happy to be in front of her very own house."Why didn't you wake me?" Roxanne asked with a huff, trying to ignore the pumping heat inside her from just looking at Lance standing with his shirt drenched and hair scraggy.For some reason, this hair st
Roxanne woke up late the next day after her seemingly long night. She laid in bed for a few seconds, staring blankly at the ceiling before turning to scan her environment.As usual, Lance was nowhere to be seen. Roxanne had expected that much so she slipped out of bed carelessly, not bothering to cover her body as her bare feet stumped against the child wooden floor below her.She made her way to the bathroom and had her bath, cleaning up properly and changing into an outfit good enough for her day.She did all these in a daze, her mind still lingering on what Lance had told her yesterday before she dozed off.After their sex as usual, Roxanne felt spent. Tired wasn't the right word for it as she felt like a while truck had literally ran over her, except her organs were intact and her limbs weren't displaced in different locations.Beside her was Lance. He was in his briefs, with her duvet covering just his lower half. He sat with his back placed against her bed frame, his hair messy
"What is the relationship between you and Lance?"As if being hut heavily in the chest, Roxanne felt the air in her lungs disappear for a while and when it did come back, she had to stop herself from gasping it in, as she gently rose her gaze from the hard wood of the table in between them to meet Penelope's gem green eyes.Roxanne took a moment to calm herself...the internal storm in her mind to be précises, before she began to sought after answers to why Penelope had suddenly asked her such a question.Had she perhaps heard the rumors of Lance being seen with Julie and mistaken her for the bitch? That made perfect sense.Or perhaps...had Christopher gone to run his mouth to her? The male had suddenly become aware of she and Lance's affairs, how that happened, she did not know. So had he perhaps gone to blab everything to Penelope thinking that this was his way of revenge?That was equally an option. One that suddenly made a wave of guilt and wrong doing wash over Roxanne as she star