Chapter 2: Battlefield

"Where were you?" Chandler asked again, rising up from his seat at the kitchen table and walking over by Roxanne.

"Well, a bunch of officers down at the station were going out for burgers and they invited me. I guess I was out longer than I thought," Roxanne replied.

"Why didn't you call?" Chandler asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I forgot. Kevin reminded me to, and I kept reminding myself, but I just forgot. I'm sorry," Roxanne said simply.

"Ok, but call me next time please. I was worried sick about you," Chandler said.

"Fine, ok! I don't feel like hearing about you being worried sick anymore, now can I please go watch some TV!" Roxanne snapped.

Roxanne started to walk out of the kitchen, but Chandler grabbed her arm. They made eye contact.

"What do you want?! I said I was sorry I didn't call!" Roxanne said, getting a bit annoyed with him.

"Well, it's just that…you said you didn't feel like hearing that I was worried sick about you," Chandler said sadly. You could tell by the tone in his voice that what Roxanne said had hurt him.

"Well, I really don't. It annoys me sometimes," Roxanne said, shaking her head.

"Oh, so you're saying that the fact that I care about you is annoying!" Chandler said loudly.

"No, it's not that babe. It's just that I hate it when people say stuff like that to me," Roxanne replied.

"Well I'm sorry that the fact that I care about you bothers you!" Chandler yelled.

"Look, don't get all worked up about this, please baby," Roxanne begged.

"I'm sorry! I guess I'm just upset about the fact that you don't care about my opinion!" Chandler yelled, his voice growing louder.

"I never said that I don't care about your opinion! Don't put words in my mouth!" Roxanne yelled right back at him.

"Fine, I won't! In fact, you know what, I won't give my opinion to you anymore!" Chandler yelled, growing angrier.

"I never said I didn't want your opinion on things! You're putting more words in my mouth!" Roxanne yelled, her anger also growing.

"You know what, this is ridiculous! I'm not trying to put words in your mouth!" Chandler yelled, putting his face close to hers.

"Well, it sure seems that way!" Roxanne yelled back, shoving her face right into his.

Their face skin was touching. Roxanne could hear Chandler's deep breaths of anger.

"Well, at least when I go out somewhere, I actually call home to inform I'll be late!" Chandler yelled. He was so mad at Roxanne right now.

"Oh, so you're saying that just because I made one mistake I'm not responsible!" Roxanne was really mad at him now.

"No! I never said that! Now you're putting words in my mouth!" Chandler screamed.

"Haha, you admit it! You were putting words in my mouth before!" Roxanne yelled. Her anger was at an ultimate high right now.

"I didn't mean it like that!" Chandler yelled. He was becoming more and more angry with Roxanne by the minute.

"Yes you did!" Roxanne screamed.

"You know what! This is a stupid fight! I'm just going to bed, because this is pointless!" Chandler screamed. He was way angry, and knew a goodnight's sleep would clam him down.

Chandler stormed into his and Roxanne's bedroom and came out about a second later. He had his pillow and the spare blankets from the closet.

"Where are you sleeping, Chandler?" Roxanne asked.

"On the couch," Chandler said, walking past her like she didn't exist.

"Look, babe, I'm sorry about that fight we had, but you don't have to sleep on the couch," Roxanne said calmly, trying not to be upset with herself for that stupid comment she had made that pretty much started the whole damn fight.

"Well, unlike you, I just don't get over things so quickly. I need to spend some time alone to cool off," Chandler said. The tone in his voice was cold towards Roxanne.

"Ok, but you're sleeping in the bedroom tomorrow, right?" Roxanne asked him.

"I don't know. Maybe, maybe not. It depends, whether I'm still mad or not," Chandler said as he put his blankets on the couch.

"Oh," Roxanne said.

Roxanne went into the bedroom and closed the door. She changed into her pajamas and sat on her bed. She felt so stupid for starting that fight with her dumb comment. Why did she open her big mouth? She felt like talking to someone. But who could she talk to?

That's when it came to her…Lucy! Lucy was her best friend and always had good advice. She picked up the phone and dialed Lucy and Kevin's number.


Kevin Kinkirk was reading the newspaper when his phone rang. He picked it up.

"Hello," He said.

"Kevin, I need to talk to Lucy," Someone said in a sad voice.

"Roxanne?" Kevin asked.

"Yeah, can you please put Lucy on the phone? I have to talk to her," Roxanne replied.

"Ok, hold on," Kevin said.

"Luce, phone for you. It's Roxanne," She heard Kevin yell on the other line.

Then she heard Lucy call, "Coming."

"Hi Roxie!" Roxanne heard Lucy's cheerful voice greet her on the other line.

"Hi Luce," Roxanne said, her voice breaking.

"What's wrong, you sound upset?" Lucy asked, concerned about her friend.

"I am, Luce," Roxanne replied.

"Why?" Lucy asked.

"Chandler and I had a fight," Roxanne said, feeling tears come to her eyes.

"Oh…I'm so sorry," Lucy said.

"Thanks," Roxanne said, now crying.

"What happened?" Lucy asked.

"Well…it's kind of a long story," Roxanne said through tears.

"That's ok. I'm here to listen," Lucy said, trying to cheer her up.

"Well, let me start from the beginning," Roxanne said, ready to tell Lucy everything.


Lizzie was sitting at the Camden kitchen table with Ruthie. They were both doing their weekend math homework.

Lizzie started to zone out. Ruthie snapped her out of it.

"Lizzie!" Ruthie yelled.

"What'd I do?!" Lizzie screamed, snapping out of her trance.

"Your were zoning out again!" Ruthie said.

"Oh, sorry, I hate this math, it's so confusing, and I can't help but get bored," Lizzie said.

"Yeah, I know what you mean, I hate math too. But we'd better get this done or Mrs. Kingerson will have our heads," Ruthie said.

Lizzie laughed at Ruthie's comment. It was true. She probably would behead them. The two girls didn't put anything above their psycho math teacher. Mrs. Kingerson was a scar, scary woman.

"Yeah, you're right, we'd better get to work," Lizzie said as they both returned to their math homework.


Roxanne was still on the phone with Lucy. She had told her the whole story about her and Chandler's fight.

"So…that's what happened," Roxanne finished off.

"I'm really sorry that happened," Lucy said. She felt really bad for Roxanne.

"It's ok. He won't be so mad at me tomorrow," Roxanne said.

"Yeah," Lucy replied.

"Luce," Roxanne said.

"Yeah?" Lucy asked.

"Thanks for being such a great friend," Roxanne said.

"No problem," Lucy replied.

"Uh, Luce, I feel really tried. Is it ok if I talk to you some other time?" Roxanne asked.

"Sure, no problem. Bye," Lucy said.

"Bye Luce," Roxanne said and hung up the phone.


Lizzie and Ruthie had finally finished their homework, so Lizzie was heading up to the garage apartment to go to bed.

"Night Ruthie," Lizzie said.

"Night Lizzie," Ruthie said.

"Ruthie…" Lizzie said.

"What?" Ruthie asked.

"Thanks for being such a great friend," Lizzie said.

Ruthie smiled, "same here."

"Night!" Lizzie said, going out the backdoor.

"Night!" Ruthie called back, and went upstairs to get ready for bed herself.


Roxanne was trying to fall asleep, but it wasn't working. She kept tossing and turning. She couldn't stop thinking about Chandler. She felt awful about the whole fight. She looked out her window at the star filled sky.

"Oh Chandler, honey, I hope you can forgive me," She said, falling into an uneasy sleep.


Chandler lay down on the couch. He wasn't sleeping well either. He just kept looking out into space. He looked out the living room window.

"Roxanne, please forgive me for being such an idiot," He said, and then also fell into an uneasy sleep of his own.


Why we gotta fall for it now?
I never meant to start a war
You know I never wanna hurt you
Don't even know what we're fighting for
Why does love always feel like a battlefield?


Songs Used: "Battlefield" by Jordin Sparks is not mine.