So this is my first time writing anything like this, so i hope it is good :S please comment after reading, and do not hold anything back, i want to hear the good and the bad :)
I do not own any characters apart from Roxie, she is of my own creation :)
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It started off like any other day. I woke up around 7:00, and went downstairs to the bar/diner I lived above, where Hank my boss, was just opening up.
"Morning Hank," I said and smiled.
"Hey Roxie," he said and gave me a toothy smile.
I went behind the counter and poured myself a cup of coffee and sat down.
"Oh by the way Roxie, do you mind looking after the place while I go run some errands in a bit?" Hank asked.
"Oh, sure of course I will," I said and gave him a smile.
"Great! I won't be long, I just have to get a few things," he said, grabbing his coat.
"I'll see you in a little while, and remember call me if anything happens, you know what it is like around here," Hank reminded me.
"Yes I know Hank, it's the price we pay for living in New York," I said and laughed.
"Yeah no kidding," he said and headed out.
I got up and headed to the back and grabbed a bagel from the fridge, when I heard the front door bell go off. I figured it would be Hank, coming back because he forgot something as usual. "What did you forget this time Hank?" I called to the front. I got no answer.
"Hank?" I said and headed out of the kitchen to the front. It wasn't Hank; instead it was three big, fairly scary guys.
"Uh can I help you?" I asked my voice slightly shaky.
The blonde one spoke first. "Are you Roxie?" he asked.
"Yes..why?' I asked, becoming more scared by the second.
They didn't answer back. The blonde one just smirked, and nodded to the other two goons. They all started walking towards me, looking very intimidating. I started backing away slowly.
"What do you guys want?" I asked, dropping the nice act.
"You know what we want, now hand it over and no one will get hurt," the blonde one said and stepped right up to me, his face inches from mine.
By now I was shaking like a little dog.
"Hand what over?" I stammered.
"Oh don't play dumb, you know, the I-pod, now give it," he spat in my face.
Now I was confused. "I-pod? What?"
The blonde sighed. "Yes the I-pod, the one that belonged to your boyfriend Joel, he gave it to you and now we want it."
Why the hell do they want Joel's I-pod? I wondered. "I-I don't have it anymore," I lied.
"You're lying! Alright I tried to do this the easy way, but now I have no choice, guys, get her!" he yelled and the two goons stormed towards me.
"Wait!" I yelled but it was too late, one of the guys grabbed me by the arm and threw me across the bar. I landed with a thump on the floor, pain shooting through my body. The blonde guy walked over to me and looked down.
"Now, give me the I-pod," he said.
"I already told you I don't have it!" I screamed and with all my strength, I kicked him right in the gut. He crumpled to the floor. I quickly got up, but was blocked by goon #1.
"I don't think so," he said and lunged towards me.
I dogged his advanced, jumping out of the way at the last second. I winced in pain realizing my ribs were bruised from being thrown across the room. The second goon came up behind me and wrapped his arm around me neck, choking me. I struggled to break free, losing air very quickly. Not having much time to think, I did the only thing I could and bit him on the arm. He let go with a yelp. I ran as fast as I could to the back, in the kitchen. I spotted a knife on the counter and grabbed it, and ran to pantry, it being my only hiding place. I held my breath, trying to hear where the goons were. I peaked through the crack I left in the door, and saw that the blonde was back up and had joined his goons in search for me.
"Come out come out where ever you are," the blonde taunted as he walked right past the pantry.
Suddenly I felt a sneeze coming on. I tried to hold in it but it was too late. I let out a loud sneeze easily giving away my position.
"Shit," I hissed.
Then the pantry door swung open and there stood the blonde. "Gotcha!" he yelled.
"Hi,' I said and gave him an innocent smile.
He was about to reach out for me when I pulled a typical school girl move and kicked him right where it hurts. For the second time he fell to the floor. I jumped over him and ran over to the phone, and quickly dialed 911. I searched around for the goons but they were no where to be seen. Finally someone picked up.
"Oh thank god, look I need help, three guys are after me, and are trying to hurt me, please send help now, I'm at Hank's Diner and Bar," I said but then I heard the dial tone and looked up to seen one of the goons holding down the receiver.
"I don't think so!" he hissed and yanked the phone from the wall.
"Yikes!" I yelled and was about to run but he grabbed my hair and yanked me back.
I swung around and elbowed him in the face and he let go of my hair. I ran towards the door but I got blocked again.
"You are not going anywhere!" the other goon said.
"Says who?" I snapped back.
That got him angry and he whipped his hand around and smacked me hard on the face, knocking me off balance and I landed on the floor. Tears started forming at the corners of my eyes, my face stung from the slap. Suddenly I heard sirens in the back ground. I smiled through the pain.
"The cops are coming, you aren't going to get away with this," I boasted.
The goon knelt down in front of me. "Yes we are and that is because you are going to hand over the I-pod right now."
"Never" I spat at him and swung both legs up and jabbed the knife into his leg, he yelped in pain.
I saw an opening and punched him square in the jaw, knocking him out. I got up, and walked slowly over to the kitchen, in too much pain. I sighed when I saw the back door wide open and goon 1 and the blonde were gone. The other goon was still on the floor near the door, knocked out. I went over to the table and slowly sat down, and finally let myself cry.
A few minutes later, I saw flashing lights outside indicating the cops showed up. I quickly brushed away the tears as two cops walked in along with a girl detective and a surprisingly hot guy detective. The cops handcuffed the goon and led him to the cop car while the detectives walked over to me.
"Hey get the paramedics in here," the guy said to the girl.
She nodded and headed back outside.
"I am Detective Danny Reagan, are you alright, what is your name?" he asked and bent down to meet me at eye level, his eyes full of concern which melted my heart, his voice deep and husky, and very sexy.
I nodded, still too shaken up to speak. "Roxie," I stammered.
He looked around, clearly noticing the mess. "What happened in here?" he asked.
I cleared my throat. "Well these three guys came in here and attacked me," I said, my voice wavering.
"Do you know why they attacked you?" he asked, his face mere inches away from mine.
For a second I forgot what he asked me, I got too lost in his eyes.
"Oh, um, for some reason they wanted this," I told him and pulled the I-pod out of my pocket.
He looked as confused as I felt. "Is that yours?" Detective Reagan asked.
"Yes, well technically it is, I mean was my boyfriends," I told him.
"Why do you have it?" I took a deep breath, trying to hold back tears; I always hated talking about him.
"Well, he uh died last year in a car accident, and at the time I had his I-pod, he let me borrow it, and well clearly I could never give it back. Now it is really all I have left of him," I explained, trying my hardest not to cry.
"Oh, I am so sorry, that must have been very hard for you," he said, his eyes full of understanding.
I nodded. "Do you know if there is anything on the I-pod, maybe a file, or a video or anything like that that these guys could have wanted?"
"Honestly I do not know, I never really looked through it, here you can check," I told him and handed him the I-pod.
When he grabbed it, our hands slightly touched, and it sent an electric jolt through my body. I looked at him, and noticed he had a shocked look on his face, indicating that he felt it too. He cleared his throat. He clicked on the I-pod and started searching through it and suddenly froze and stood up as the girl cop walked back in with the paramedics.
"Hey Jackie, I think I got something," he told her.
That got my attention. Before the paramedics could do anything I jumped up and walked over to Danny.
"What? What did you find?" I asked curiously as I tried to see what was going on.
Danny was showing Jackie what seemed to be a video of a group of guys beating up some poor guy and suddenly a gunshot went off and the guy was on the floor. I looked closer and I recognized three of the guys. It was the blonde guy and his goons.
"Hey, that's them," I proclaimed.
"You mean the ones that attacked you?" Danny asked.
"Yeah, the blonde one there and those two are his goons," I pointed them out on the video.
"No wonder they wanted this, but how did your boyfriend get this?" Jackie asked me.
"I have no idea," I admitted honestly.
"Hey wait watch the ending," Danny said.
I looked down at the I-pod and noticed the guys were now looking up at the camera.
"Oh shit, I better get out of here!" a familiar voice said in the background of the video. I froze.
"T-that was Joel, my boyfriend," I said in complete shock.
Danny's face suddenly went serious. "Roxie, you said Joel died in a car accident right?"
"Yeah, why?" I asked, confused.
Instead of answering, he pulled Jackie back and whispered something to her. He came back to me.
"Roxie, I don't know how to tell you this but, from seeing this, we are not so sure he died the way you think he did."
I couldn't believe what he was telling me.
"Are you saying these guys killed him because of this video?" I asked him, my eyes were tearing up.
"I am afraid it looks that way." He told me.
Suddenly it felt like I couldn't breathe. I took a step back and threw myself down in a chair, and put my head in my hands, trying to calm down. I was now shaking. I heard someone walk over to me and kneel beside me and wrap their arms around me.
"I am so sorry you had to find out like this," Danny said in my ear.
By now I was bawling. I turned towards Danny and buried my face in his chest. God he smelled so good, and the feeling of his arms around me calmed me down a bit.
"Here, let paramedics take care of these cuts, and I'll be back," he said in a low voice, and got up.
I felt sad that he let go, but I nodded and the paramedics bandaged my up. After I was fixed, Danny came back over to me with Jackie at his side.
"Now Roxie, is there anywhere you can stay, somewhere safe for a while? Like family or friends?" he asked me.
I shook my head. "My parents died a few years back in a house fire, and I haven't been living here long enough to really have any close friends," I admitted.
He nodded and said something to Jackie, she nodded back. "Well our only option is for you to stay here, with one or two cops with you for protection at all times, until you are safe again." Danny informed me.
"Wait, protection? You think they are going to come back?" I asked, starting to worry again.
"It is very likely," Jackie answered.
"We called your boss and he will be staying with family for a while, we can't have him here with all of this," she told me.
I nodded, thankful Hank would be safe.
"Now I will be the one who will be looking after you the most, so I hope you don't mind me bunking with you for a little while," Danny told me.
That suddenly cheered me up a bit. "Yeah of course, don't you have a wife or kids or anything to go to though?" I asked, secretly hoping he would say no.
"I have both, but they went to stay with my mother in law for a little bit, I didn't want to worry them or involve them," he told me.
I bit my lip to stop from squealing. At least there was an upside to this disaster; I would be living with Mr. Hotty Detective for a while, all alone, oh the things that could happen, I thought, trying to hide a grin.
"And don't worry, I promise we will catch these guys if it is the last thing we do," Danny assured me and gave me the most adorable smile ever.
"Thanks, I honestly just can't believe this is happening to me, like I only ever see this kind of stuff happen to people on TV and in movies," I admitted.
"Yeah but surprisingly enough we see it more often than we'd like," Jackie said honestly.
"Okay now that we have all of that settled, Roxie is it okay if you come down to the station with us, just so we can get your full statement, and then I'll come back home with you" Danny asked.
"Yeah of course," I said. I got up, and followed them out of the diner and into one of the cars.