School's started and I miss summer already lol. Anyways here it people, Chapter Four. TONS of BeatriceXRoy. But I promise they'll be MulletxNC soon.

And some actual action. Enjoy! Review Pleasssse? :)

Chapter Four

"Roy is that you?" his mother said when she picked up the home phone.

"Yeah mom, sorry I haven't checked in all afternoon," Roy said, "I was hanging out at Garrett's house the entire time,"

"Oh ok honey. When are you getting back home?

"I don't think I will tonight, it's already pretty late. Is it ok if I sleep over at Garrett's house tonight? He has a guest bedroom and I 've already taken a shower here,"

"Alright," his mother sighed, "Night Roy, love you,"

"Thanks mom. Love you too," Roy said and hung up.

It was a long and dark walk to Beatrice's house; it was a miracle they managed to get out of the mangroves at this time of night. The plan was to talk to Beatrice's dad and hopefully get him out of his room. Beatrice was little worried about Roy though, he usually doesn't lie to parents. Is he changing into one those "kids"? The type of kid that abandons his parents and dreams to just hang out with friends all day, then one day realize they've wasted most of their life.

"You know you didn't have to do that," Beatrice said, with a concerning tone.

"I know, but I wanted to help" Roy replied.

"Don't you feel bad for lying to your parents? I mean you're so connected with them and all,"

"Yeah I do," Roy admitted, "But I'd like that for you too. The whole connected with your parent's thing,"

Beatrice smiled and gave him a punch to the shoulder. Roy flinched but shrugged it off and kept walking. It's the whole hatchet and honey concept Beatrice thought to herself.

"Seriously though, Quinn couldn't have been one of people that mess with wildlife out there," Roy brought up.

"That's for sure," Beatrice agreed, "I think she was just hanging out with people that do that, they looked like the jock type,"

"Well I'll talk to her about this whole matter, because it'd be nice to know who's actually behind this," Roy chuckled.

Beatrice stopped walking and took Roy a second to realize that they had gotten to her house. The old dented Suburban was still in the driveway while the Camaro convertible was nowhere to be seen, looks like Lonna took that with her when she left, Roy thought.

Do I ask him to come out of his room simply or do I bang down the door? Beatrice thought to herself. She wasn't sure if she wanted to go in yet.

Roy then did the unthinkable; he went over to Beatrice and interlocked their hands. How? Why? Roy thought to himself. Roy kept looking towards the house, lost in his thoughts. Beatrice looked over at him and was glad he did that, it was like gesture of assurance. She gave Roy's hand a little squeeze and smiled,

"Let's go," Beatrice said.

They let go of each other's hands when they went to the house, which was a freaking mess Roy thought to himself. The living room was barren with dust on the nasty worn out couches; the TV was still on and dialed into the NBA channel. They walked past into the kitchen, where dirty dishes were laying in the sink waiting to be washed.

"Yeah I know it's a mess," Beatrice said, "I just haven't…"

"It's fine," Roy interrupted, "Where's your dad's room?"

Beatrice led Roy away from a kitchen to the hall where the bedrooms were. Beatrice stopped at her father's door, it's time to get that bum outta bed she thought. She reached for the door knob and tried to turn, only finding it to be locked. Beatrice banged on the door as hard as she could. Damn, I've only seen this angry once and it's was pleasant Roy thought.

"Dad! Get outta bed," Beatrice pleaded, "Look, I know that Lonna left your lazy ass but she had a point. It's high time that you took up responsibly for your family, even if it only me. Come on dad please!"

Beatrice and Roy waited a little bit after Beatrice's little speech. There was no answer; no sounds were coming from the bedroom either.

"Maybe he's asleep?" Roy said.

"I don't think so," Beatrice said, "He's a heavy sleeper but he'd probably wake up to this,"

Beatrice punched the bedroom door and sank down onto the floor. She tried to hold back the tears, but it was just too much. Even though her father didn't do much for her before, he was her father and a bond like that goes on forever. Losing her dad at this moment in time, Beatrice didn't know what the hell to think of that.

Roy sat down next her and put his arm around her. Beatrice dug her head into his shoulder and just cried. He laid his head on hers and just sat there, this moment didn't call for words but rather a time of silence.

Suddenly they heard the front door open and close. Roy got up and walked towards kitchen saying,

"Who's there?"

"I think I should be asking you,"

Leon came into sight; he was dressed in a pair of jeans instead of his usual baggy basketball shorts but he still had his basketball jersey on. He had groceries in his hands and said,

"Aren't you one of Beatrice's friends?"

"Yeah dad, it's Roy. Remember?" Beatrice said, walking over to Roy.

"Oh yeah, hey there Roy," Leon said.

"Dad, where the hell have you been?" Beatrice yelled, she was clearly angry, "You stay in bed for three days straight and then decide to go get groceries?"

"Look Beatrice," Leon started, "I just didn't know what to do or say after Lonna left…My thoughts were to sleep and think about it later. Now that I have, I'll try doing better for you and Napoleon,"

"Wait, Mullet?" Beatrice asked, losing her anger.

"I know that he's Lonna's Boy, but she clearly isn't gonna be in the picture anymore or give a flying shit about him, he's still around isn't he?

"Yeah he is," Beatrice said, "What made you turn around. To be honest dad, you've been a couch potato for the last three years…"

"I remembered a quote my basketball coach would always say; it's the darkest moments that we must focus to see the light. Plus it was time for to actually be a…father to you,"

I can't believe it Beatrice thought and went up to hug her giant of a father and felt like she never wanted to go. Roy smiled and gave a big sigh of relief; everything was working out for Beatrice again he thought. Wait, now that I've helped Beatrice…where the hell am I supposed to stay for the night? Roy realized that his mom think he's staying at Garrett's and he doubts Garrett's even home on a Friday night. He considered staying the night with Mullet, but then he didn't want to wake the boy because it was already past midnight. Guess I'll just go camp out at the beach or something he thought, They need their alone time. Roy walks to the front door and stops to say to Beatrice and her father,

"I'm really happy for the both you, hope everything works out,"

With that being said, Roy leaves the Leep household and walks into the night. The streets are barren with the exception of the street lights and parked cars. The sound of owls and crickets were both calming and smoothing.

"Roy Eberhardt!"

Roy turns around to see Beatrice leaning on a street light with her arms crossed. He walks back only to get punched in the shoulder by her.

"Ow! What was that for?" Roy asks.

"That's for leaving all dramatically," Beatrice replies, "This is for what you did tonight,"

Beatrice grabs Roy by his shirt and pulls him in for a quick kiss on the cheek. He feels his cheeks burn and steps back slowly from the quick sign of affection. Beatrice bites back a smile by asking,

"So…where are you going anyways?"

"Honestly, I have no idea," Roy said, "I was thinking of camping out somewhere,"

"Come on Roy! You could stay the night at my place; my dad will be fine with it,"

"Alright, yeah. Why not?"

Beatrice and Roy walk back her house to see Leon finished with unpacking the groceries and washing the dishes. Wow he's actually doing something useful for once Beatrice thinks to herself. She signals to Roy to sit down on the couch as she talks to her dad,

"Hey dad, is alright if Roy stays the night?"

"Oh? Is the kid still here, I thought he walked out?"

"He's on the couches…so is it ok then?"

"Yeah, but no funny business. Ya hear?"

Beatrice rolls her eyes and head over to her room to get some blankets. She also grabs some pillows too and comes back to the living room to see Roy watching TV.

"You thirsty or hungry?" Beatrice asked.

"Nah, I'm fine thanks," Roy replies.

She hands him a blanket and sits down next to him. Beatrice cuddles her head on his shoulder and moves in closer for warmth. Roy puts his arm around her and cuddles closer to her. I can't believe it we're actually cuddling without any awkwardness Roy thought. Beatrice smiled, everything's finally working out again…and I need to let Roy know how I feel soon.