Mismatch 22
A/N: In all honesty, this is just building up to the conclusion... so don't expect a new plot twist. Getting this fic completed has taken longer than I had first anticipated. However, I thank you all for sticking by me and this fic. Tho, I apologize if you don't even remember what happened previously and have to re-read it. Anywho, now... here's chapter 22...
Oh... and the first part really goes well with Peter Cetera's, "Hard to say I'm sorry." song floating in the background... (yah yah, I used it in this fic already)
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She smiled lightly, "I guess I can't use the excuse 'I was in the neighbourhood, now can I?'" Marguerite was attempting to keep things from getting too serious too quickly. In all honesty, she was still unsure as to what it was that propelled her to hop on the first plane to L.A.
"I guess not. Considering that you live miles away in another state." He replied just as lightly.
"So..." / "So..." They spoke in perfect unison.
"Look, I have something to say." / "There's something I have to tell you.'
"Go ahead." / "You can go first."
"This is ridiculous. Roxton, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for holding a grudge, for hitting you in the face, for still holding the grudge, for lying and for dragging you into a huge mess with Charles. This has all been my fault. All mine. 100%. And I apologize." She blurted out all at once. *See, Madge, ol' girl. That wasn't so hard. See, it can be done. Marguerite Krux CAN say she's sorry!*
The immediate shock wore off quickly and Roxton got a hold of his tongue again. "No. You had every right to be mad. I was a horrible friend. I betrayed your trust. I should be the one who apologizes."
"But you did. And I still wouldn't forgive you."
"I needed to regain your trust first..."
"How about we start from the beginning?" She stretched out her arm in a friendly gesture. "The thing about friendship is that it's probably a good idea to know what you're getting yourself into. I'm Marguerite."
He smiled and accepted her hand. "You could call me Roxton, but I'd rather you call me John."
"I think I can handle that... John." She smiled back.
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"Wow! I can't believe you're taking Marguerite to such a ritzy place. I mean, an entrée has got to be like over $50 a person! And then they serve you these miniscule portions that you need a microscope to see. What's up with that? Are you paying for less food? The less food you get the more the price is?! I could starve myself FOR FREE!"
"Ren! Can you keep your voice down?" Roxton's eyes shifted to the other patrons of the café.
"Well, I guess after being in a relationship for so long you'd eventually have to take her to an insanely expensive meal. Actually, let me tell you. I'm quite proud that you guys have been able to work out that whole long distance relationship thing. Not many people can do that. Anyways, back to tonight. Are you going to tell her?"
"Of course I'm going to tell her! Why wouldn't I?"
"I dunno. You have a habit of chickening out. Do you need me to go to make sure you don't chicken out?"
"For goodness sake, I'm NOT not going to tell her."
"Where did you learn English? Double negatives are a big no-no."
"Isn't 'no-no' a double negative in itself?"
"Will you shut up?! I'm trying to help you here."
"Ren, it's weird. I've never really thought of leaving L.A. for any reason. But for Marguerite, I'd do anything in the world."
Ren smiled approvingly and then pretended to wipe a tear. "Stop it, John. You're going to make me cry."
"I've finally made Ren cry. My life IS complete." He joked. "Seriously though, I'm nervous."
"Why? You love her, don't you?"
"Of course!"
"Then there's nothing to worry about. She loves you back. Don't worry, John. It'll all work out."
"Thanks Ren. You're a good friend." He paused for a second as he watched her face beam from the compliment. Then he added, "You know, I can honestly say that you don't always completely suck." He chuckled and waited for her response.
Slowly, Ren processed his words. "Jerk!" She laughed as she tossed a french fry at his head.
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"This place is so posh!"
"But you're worth it." He grinned. "So how was your meal?"
"For fifty bucks it better have been good." She laughed nervously. For some reason, the atmosphere didn't seem as relaxed as usual.
"That's true. Any room for dessert?"
She leaned in slightly and whispered. "You saw the portions, I could still go for a burger and onion rings after this."
"You mean I could've taken you to a burger joint instead? You should've said something earlier. I could've saved a whole lot of money." He said jokingly.
"I enjoy it when you waste money on me. It makes me feel special."
"You are."
They both stared at each other in companionable silence.
*Just say it. The longer you wait, the more chance you'll chicken out.*
"Marguerite..." / "Roxton..."
"... Will you marry me?"
TBC...
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Dun dun dun. :) Okey. Last time I said the next chapter was coming soon, it took over a month. But honestly, I have most of the ending completed. (actually I worked on it prolly around chapter 15 or earlier) So you really can expect the ending (yes... the next chapter is THE end) in about 2 weeks or so, if I can get enough free time to edit and put it on the comp.
This was a short chapter so I won't get into the individual thank yous... I'll save that for after the conclusion of the fic. :D As always please review... it might get me cranking out the conclusion faster... ;) nudge nudge hint hint ;)
Oh... and just to clarify something that was brought to my attention. Yes, the story went fast. But this is assuming they have been going out for a while (as Ren sorta mentioned). I know, I just don't want to go into the details of how their relationship got this far. I'll leave that all to your imagination. Or if (and that's a big if) I feel like ever making a fic that goes into the specifics of their relationship. Okey. Nuff said.
Love y'all!!!!
A/N: In all honesty, this is just building up to the conclusion... so don't expect a new plot twist. Getting this fic completed has taken longer than I had first anticipated. However, I thank you all for sticking by me and this fic. Tho, I apologize if you don't even remember what happened previously and have to re-read it. Anywho, now... here's chapter 22...
Oh... and the first part really goes well with Peter Cetera's, "Hard to say I'm sorry." song floating in the background... (yah yah, I used it in this fic already)
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She smiled lightly, "I guess I can't use the excuse 'I was in the neighbourhood, now can I?'" Marguerite was attempting to keep things from getting too serious too quickly. In all honesty, she was still unsure as to what it was that propelled her to hop on the first plane to L.A.
"I guess not. Considering that you live miles away in another state." He replied just as lightly.
"So..." / "So..." They spoke in perfect unison.
"Look, I have something to say." / "There's something I have to tell you.'
"Go ahead." / "You can go first."
"This is ridiculous. Roxton, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for holding a grudge, for hitting you in the face, for still holding the grudge, for lying and for dragging you into a huge mess with Charles. This has all been my fault. All mine. 100%. And I apologize." She blurted out all at once. *See, Madge, ol' girl. That wasn't so hard. See, it can be done. Marguerite Krux CAN say she's sorry!*
The immediate shock wore off quickly and Roxton got a hold of his tongue again. "No. You had every right to be mad. I was a horrible friend. I betrayed your trust. I should be the one who apologizes."
"But you did. And I still wouldn't forgive you."
"I needed to regain your trust first..."
"How about we start from the beginning?" She stretched out her arm in a friendly gesture. "The thing about friendship is that it's probably a good idea to know what you're getting yourself into. I'm Marguerite."
He smiled and accepted her hand. "You could call me Roxton, but I'd rather you call me John."
"I think I can handle that... John." She smiled back.
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"Wow! I can't believe you're taking Marguerite to such a ritzy place. I mean, an entrée has got to be like over $50 a person! And then they serve you these miniscule portions that you need a microscope to see. What's up with that? Are you paying for less food? The less food you get the more the price is?! I could starve myself FOR FREE!"
"Ren! Can you keep your voice down?" Roxton's eyes shifted to the other patrons of the café.
"Well, I guess after being in a relationship for so long you'd eventually have to take her to an insanely expensive meal. Actually, let me tell you. I'm quite proud that you guys have been able to work out that whole long distance relationship thing. Not many people can do that. Anyways, back to tonight. Are you going to tell her?"
"Of course I'm going to tell her! Why wouldn't I?"
"I dunno. You have a habit of chickening out. Do you need me to go to make sure you don't chicken out?"
"For goodness sake, I'm NOT not going to tell her."
"Where did you learn English? Double negatives are a big no-no."
"Isn't 'no-no' a double negative in itself?"
"Will you shut up?! I'm trying to help you here."
"Ren, it's weird. I've never really thought of leaving L.A. for any reason. But for Marguerite, I'd do anything in the world."
Ren smiled approvingly and then pretended to wipe a tear. "Stop it, John. You're going to make me cry."
"I've finally made Ren cry. My life IS complete." He joked. "Seriously though, I'm nervous."
"Why? You love her, don't you?"
"Of course!"
"Then there's nothing to worry about. She loves you back. Don't worry, John. It'll all work out."
"Thanks Ren. You're a good friend." He paused for a second as he watched her face beam from the compliment. Then he added, "You know, I can honestly say that you don't always completely suck." He chuckled and waited for her response.
Slowly, Ren processed his words. "Jerk!" She laughed as she tossed a french fry at his head.
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"This place is so posh!"
"But you're worth it." He grinned. "So how was your meal?"
"For fifty bucks it better have been good." She laughed nervously. For some reason, the atmosphere didn't seem as relaxed as usual.
"That's true. Any room for dessert?"
She leaned in slightly and whispered. "You saw the portions, I could still go for a burger and onion rings after this."
"You mean I could've taken you to a burger joint instead? You should've said something earlier. I could've saved a whole lot of money." He said jokingly.
"I enjoy it when you waste money on me. It makes me feel special."
"You are."
They both stared at each other in companionable silence.
*Just say it. The longer you wait, the more chance you'll chicken out.*
"Marguerite..." / "Roxton..."
"... Will you marry me?"
TBC...
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Dun dun dun. :) Okey. Last time I said the next chapter was coming soon, it took over a month. But honestly, I have most of the ending completed. (actually I worked on it prolly around chapter 15 or earlier) So you really can expect the ending (yes... the next chapter is THE end) in about 2 weeks or so, if I can get enough free time to edit and put it on the comp.
This was a short chapter so I won't get into the individual thank yous... I'll save that for after the conclusion of the fic. :D As always please review... it might get me cranking out the conclusion faster... ;) nudge nudge hint hint ;)
Oh... and just to clarify something that was brought to my attention. Yes, the story went fast. But this is assuming they have been going out for a while (as Ren sorta mentioned). I know, I just don't want to go into the details of how their relationship got this far. I'll leave that all to your imagination. Or if (and that's a big if) I feel like ever making a fic that goes into the specifics of their relationship. Okey. Nuff said.
Love y'all!!!!