A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed the first chapter. I've decided to start replying to everyone who reviews each chapter in the next new one.
BleedingSpirit: I'm glad you think it's better than the first one. Trust me, it will definitely be, that's my whole purpose of writing it.
Babs567: I hope you do enjoy the revamped version. It's going to have more chapters than the first story did and hopefully be better.
Breakthefloor22: You really thought it was awesome? Wow, I don't think anyone ever called anything I've written before awesome...thanks!
Jennifer: I'm glad you think it's good.
Allie351: I'm going to be continuing this story. Lizzie's reaction to life with Kevin and Lucy will be interesting indeed; I can't wait to write about it! And Ben and Patty-Mary do exist in this story; they just won't be in it. Let's just say Patty-Mary is off at school and Ben is living with his current girlfriend.
Chapter 1: Things Are Changing
October 18th, 2003 Buffalo, New York"Lizzie, bring us our dinner!" Kevin shouted from the living room.
"Yes Kevin, right away sir," Lizzie replied from the kitchen.
Lizzie quickly put together two plates of chicken, mashed potatoes, and peas. She dashed into the living room. In there, Kevin and Lucy sat on the couch watching TV. Lizzie quickly caught her breath and handed them their food.
"What took so long?" Kevin asked angrily.
"I'm sorry Kevin, it's just I have so much work to do. It would be really great if you and Lucy would help me with some of it," Lizzie answered.
"Silence, Elizabeth Ashley Kinkirk! Mom and Jack may have babied you back in Buffalo, but you live with me now! And you follow my rules, not mom's and Jack's, but MINE! Now, do something about the kitchen, it's a total pigsty!" Kevin ordered.
"Yes sir," Lizzie replied, and ran back into the kitchen.
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"Lizzie, bring me my tuxedo washed and pressed, Lucy and I are going to be late for our charity ball!" Kevin barked from his and Lucy's bedroom.
Lizzie ran in with the clean tuxedo and handed it to Kevin, "here you are, Kevin."
Kevin yanked it from Lizzie and sneered, "next time have it to me sooner!"
Lizzie hung her head down, "yes sir."
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"You call this clean?!" Kevin asked, motioning towards the cluttered living room.
"Why do I have to clean EVERYTHING?! I wasn't the one who had the guys over for the football game last night, you were, I don't even like football! This is where I put my foot down, I'm not cleaning up after you anymore, do it yourself!" Lizzie shot back to Kevin in response.
Kevin shoved Lizzie into a corner, "How dare you raise your voice to me!"
He reached for a belt nearby. Kevin held the belt in his hand and started hitting Lizzie with it.
"Ow, Kevin, stop! You're hurting me! Please stop, I'll clean up the living room, I'll do whatever you say! Just please stop!" Lizzie pleaded, but it was no use, Kevin didn't stop...
"No, no, stop, please!" Lizzie awoke in a cold sweat from her dream.
Lizzie clutched her chest tightly, "oh God, what an awful dream!"
Lizzie looked out her bedroom window at the star filled sky. Why did she have to go to Glen Oak in three more days? Why did she have to see Kevin again? What would he be like? Would he make her do all the housework like in her dream? Would he beat her with a belt if she didn't do everything he said?
Lizzie placed her head down back onto her pillow and forced her eyes shut. No matter how much she didn't want to, she would make herself fall back asleep without having another bad dream, eventually...
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October 18th, 2003
Glen Oak, California
"Chandler, I still love you too, of course I'll take you back. You know I'll always take you back, I haven't stopped loving you in the last month..." Roxanne talked quietly to herself as she slept soundly.
Then, out of nowhere, Roxanne woke up with the urge to puke. She darted out of bed and into her hallway bathroom. And about ten seconds later, she was kneeling down in front to the toilet with her head in it, throwing up.
"Oh God, how many times am I going to throw up in one lifetime?" Roxanne asked herself, and then puked again.
Ever since last month, Roxanne had been throwing up every morning/afternoon nonstop. At first she assumed it was the stomach flu, but it would've been gone by now. So she knew it was something else.
Her father Terry stood by the bathroom door as Roxanne puked, "Roxanne, I'm worried about you. You've been throwing up way too much lately. You should see a doctor."
"Daddy, I'm fine. I told you, it's just the stomach flu," Roxanne replied before throwing up again.
"Since late September, Roxanne? I don't think so," Terry said.
"Look daddy, if it makes you feel any better, I'll take off from work today. But I'm still going out," Roxanne replied.
"Where to?" Terry asked.
"To the Promenade, dad. I need some time to myself to think about how I'm going to talk to Chandler," Roxanne answered, walking out of the bathroom.
"Oh, you're finally talking to him about why you two mysteriously broke up?" Terry asked.
"Yes daddy, I am," Roxanne replied, going back into her bedroom.
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October 18th, 2003
Buffalo, New York
Lizzie slammed her suitcase shut angrily, "damn my mom, and damn Jack!"
Lizzie looked at a picture of her family that rested upon her dresser. She felt a blot a haltered when she saw Kevin's grinning face. Lizzie didn't like Kevin that much, ok...so she didn't like him at all. He had never been there for Lizzie when she needed him in the past. And now, he expected her to come and live with him and follow all of his rules. Oh, no.
She would show him soon enough that no one messed with Lizzie Kinkirk and got away with it.
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October 18th, 2003
Glen Oak, California
Roxanne threw a pair of jeans to the side of her room. She fished through her dresser draws for a pair of pants that would actually fit her. None of her jeans seemed to fit, so she pulled out a pair of sweat pants and put them on.
"Why don't my jeans fit me that good anymore?" Roxanne wondered out loud.
Roxanne caught a glimpse of her bedroom calendar. That was weird; usually she started her period on the 18th. In fact, come to think of it, she hadn't gotten her period on the 18th of last month either. And the weirder thing was that it was just three days after she slept with Chandler.
Wait a minute. She hadn't gotten her period since she had slept with Chandler. She also had been throwing up almost everyday. She also couldn't fit into her really tight jeans that usually fit her perfectly.
Oh God, I be pregnant? No, I couldn't be. Chandler and I only slept together once. And it wasn't for a long time. But on the other hand, I didn't use any kind of birth control and Chandler didn't use any protection. And I'm showing a lot of signs of pregnancy. Oh no...maybe I am pregnant, and with my ex-boyfriend's baby, no less. Roxanne thought to herself.
Roxanne placed a hand upon her stomach, which looked bigger to her, and looked into her dresser's mirror, "I can't believe this. I can't believe that I might be pregnant. It's bad enough that I had sex with Chandler without us using birth control or protection, but now I could be pregnant. I have to buy a test and take it to make sure I'm right before I do anything else. And if it's positive, I'm going to tell Chandler."
And with that, Roxanne garbed her purse and car keys and headed off to the drug store to buy a pregnancy test.
End Of Chapter 1
A/N: Well, there's chapter 1. I hope you all like this story so far. Well, review and tell me if you do or don't.
-Alexa