I really don't care, I'm continuing. It took a lot of thinking, because I want my story lines to be different. Please enjoy chapter 2 and thanks for the reviews! They really mean a lot to me and they keep me going on this story so R&R please!
CHAPTER TWO: Happiness and Suffering
Jamie ran his hands through his thick, dark hair. He suddenly remembered what happened those 3 days when he met her. The unusual bumping into each other, her sneaking into his hotel room, her sudden changes from calm tranquillity to a rabid feistiness. It was things he thought he knew and loved about her. Apparently he didn't know her at all. She was just a pretty face to him. A mask over her true self. A person who he yearned to understand. Someone to share his secrets. He may have been a goof ball on the outside, but deep inside he's a serious guy. He looked at the clock. It had been 30 minutes since she left. Something must've happened, he decided. Bored out of his wits, he went to go search for her. He searched around, looking around corners, around the kitchen, into the bedrooms, and finally the bathroom. The door to the bathroom was halfway shut, a dim light emitting from entrance. She must be inside, he thought. He opened the door to a horrific lump on the bathroom floor. Blood stained the ceramic tiles of the bathroom, a razor blade apparently thrown from the bloody skid marks it left behind it. Jamie knelt down beside her, brushing back hair. It reminded him of his sister's death. He shivered at the thought of it. It was probably one reason he was so screwed up. He witnessed death firsthand, of his older sister.
"Roxy?" She looked up at him. Her blue eyes dimmed, her expression knowing. Her pink cheeks turned pale, her body growing weaker.
"Jeez Roxy! You sure know how to worry a guy!" He attempted to pick her up. She was A LOT heavier than she looked. He struggled from under the weight of her seemingly light body, and carried her into the nearest room. He laid her down into the bed, not caring if fresh blood was staining the sheets.
"I'm going to get help now."
"Wait! No!" She gasped. She grabbed hold of his hand and firmly squeezed it. She looked directly into his eyes, and he suddenly got chills running down his spine.
"Fine, since you're holding onto my hand so damn tight. Can ya lay off a little? I'm more fragile than you think!"
"Sorry." She said. She looked down to the ground. She looked so cute.
"Gah…" Jamie groaned. He sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her hair. "You attract trouble, you know that?"
"I know that." She said as she held his hand, she rubbed his hand against her soft cheek.
"Roxy?" Jamie wasn't sure what to do. He never experienced a girl actually holding his hand like that. He dreamt it though, one of those strange dreams where you don't know why you dreamt it. She reminded him of a cat. Her quick and smooth reflexes, he wanted to hear her purr. He gulped, severely blushing. He felt a nosebleed coming on quick, and he had to get out of there. He was pretty sure mixing of their blood wouldn't be to sanitary.
"Roxy, I have to go-" He said, and he ran out of the room.
"Ja-eez Jamie, you sure know how to get out of a room quickly." She said, her lip now curled into a pout and she folded her arms over each other. But after a while, she smiled, and giggled. Oh so long had it been since she's had fun like that with a guy she actually liked. She craved attention, and would sometimes do things she didn't want to do to please someone. After being stepped on so many times, her vivid warm heart turned into a dull ice personality. Her words would stab right into people's hearts, and people learned to give her respect. She was a hard-ass. But yet she regretted it. She had hurt people she didn't want to, all because of her big mouth. She sighed. Her eyes were getting droopy. And she soon found herself dozing into a deep sleep.
Kiva and Jamie looked in on the now peacefully sleeping Roxy.
"Jamie, how'd this happen?"
"What the hell! Don't blame it on ME Kiva!"
"I WASN'T! Can't you get that through you're thick skull?"
"Whatever."
"Hmm… I will try to find out why she's cutting herself. In the meantime, you stay away from me. You've been grating on my nerves lately."
"What, are you some kind of doctor or something."
"I did an intense study in psychology in the future. But that was before they made me captain of my squad."
"Whatever you say Kiva. Whatever you say. But don't kill her cause maybe I want to date her."
"Just go now Jamie."
"Whatever, see ya." He waved at Kiva, flipping her off while doing so.
"I will never understand that monkey boy…" Kiva said angrily, anger surging through her veins as she clenched her hands.
Roxy hearing Kiva and Jamie's fight woke up from her peaceful sleep. She groaned as the bright light shone in on her. She shielded her eyes and whimpered.
"Turn off that frikken light Skippy!" as saying so, she lifted up her hand and saw an enormous tan face inches from hers.
"Woah!" Roxy screamed. She jumped and tried to push it away.
"Please calm down Roxy. I'm not going to hurt you."
Roxy looked and saw it was only Kiva.
"Jeez, don't you guys have manners in the future."
"Listen, I want to help you. Help you over your problem."
"Hmpf…that's what all the other psychologists told me." Roxy laughed while saying so. "They're all a bunch of bull….they don't know what I have to go through."
"But that's why I want to help Roxy. I want to understand what you're going through right now. I want to feel your pain so I can try to cure it."
"You…"
"Yes Roxy? Tell me, please." Kiva's hushed tone was like a mother's to her child.
"You can't understand what I'm going through. 'Cause I'm not like everyone else. Listen, can you keep a secret? Naomi told me not to tell anyone."
"Naomi?"
"She's the leader of the organization."
"And what's the organization?"
"Of the Guardians. I'm an angel." Kiva's eyes widened.
"An angel?"
"Yes. Even though I don't seem like it….arg! It's so hard to explain! Just…just look at my back Kiva." Roxy pulled up her shirt revealing her pale back. On her shoulder blades there were 2 scars. Both in the form of tiny wings.
"You mean-"
"Yeah, I'm guessing we're still living around during your time eh?"
"Yes…unfortunately the Glorft killed them. And one of them…" Kiva's emerald eyes suddenly filled up with tears. "One of them…was my daughter…"
To be continued…
Calico: Nyah! I hope I left you guys on a bit of a cliff hanger! And just remember, the more reviews and loving I get, the faster I'm gonna update ;)
