It Is Hard To Forget The One You Love (AR – Alternate Reality) – Chapter 1
This is my first time really writing a Foxay story so just bear with me. I would like to know your feedback on my story. I would really appreciate anything's you like or dislike about my story. Here I go. Ohh! And before I forget this chapter is placed in the future and the structure of the whole fanfic is different from the one on TV.
Fox was staring out the window of his newly furnished penthouse. He was preoccupied with his drink to notice somebody opening the door. He kept his eyes trained out the window. Somebody's arms wrapped around his waist. An anonymous blonde kept her arms there even after Fox flinched at her touch.
"Baby...you want to come back to bed?" The blonde said.
Fox ignored her. He wasn't in the mood to talk, but the blonde kept going.
"Come on," She started tugging at his arm. "It'll be fun."
Fox took another sip of his drink.
"Hey! I'm talking to you." The blonde sighs and starts to head out of the room. "If you need me...I'll be in the bedroom." She looked at him for a reaction but she didn't get one. She gave him one more glance then left the room. Fox barely noticed she was in the room. He kept sipping on his drink and kept his eyes trained out the window.
For Fox, the excitement of bedding woman every night was becoming boring to him. He wanted a bigger challenge. He was never one to get bored of his whole lifestyle but something in him changed. He was no longer appealed to sleeping with woman every night or gambling. Or even work at his job that he loved.
He sets his drink down on the desk and sits down on the chair. He focused his attention to his computer screen. He had numerous un-read e-mails from his friends, his co-workers, and his family. He decided to check on them. He clicked the first one and it was from his sister, Fancy. It read:
Fox.
It is your sister. The family's getting worried about you. You haven't called or e-mailed any of us back. We were just wondering where you were. We know the whole break-up was hard on you, but we need you back home. Mom is having a fit everyday that you've haven't kept contact. It is beginning to get on my nerves. Please write back. We love you Fox.
Fancy
Fox sighed after he read that letter. He clicked onto the next letter.
Honey,
Where are you? We all have been worried about you. You do not know how much you are hurting us by keeping us out. We love you and want you home. You really think keeping away from us is really helping you? You need your family. And we need you. Why can't you just come back home? I-
Fox was interrupted in the middle of reading the e-mail when his cell phone rang. Fox picked it up and answered.
"Fox Crane speaking."
"Nicholas Foxworth Crane. Where have you been?" A older woman's voice rang in his ear.
Fox groaned. He knew he should have checked the caller ID before picking up the phone.
Fox said, "Hello mother."
"That's all you can say? 'Hello mother.' We have been worried sick over the fact you haven't called."
"I've been a little busy." Fox answered.
"With what?"
"Work."
"Nicholas. When are you coming home?"
Fox sighed. "I don't know. I'm happy where I am."
"You don't sound so happy."
"I am. Really."
"I don't believe you." Ivy replied to Fox.
"Believe what you want mother... I'm really tired right now. So if I can-"
Ivy interrupts him, "Is it still about her?"
There was a silence between them.
"It is, isn't it?" Fox still didn't answer. "Get over it honey. Move on with your life. It is not right that you are pining for a woman who does not want you. I say you cut her loose before you do something drastic."
Fox angrily said, "I really appreciate your concern, but this is none of your business. I would appreciate it if you didn't call me again about this matter or coming home. Bye mother." He hangs up his cell phone.
On the other line, Ivy was shocked that Fox hung up on her.
"Wait till I get a hold of that girl. I'm gonna make sure she doesn't hurt my Nicholas again." She said to herself.
Back on Fox, Fox has his hand over his face. He removes his hands on his face and glanced over his desk. A picture caught his eyes. He leaned over and picked it up. He brushed a hand over the girl's face.
Fox mutters to himself, "God, I miss you so much." Fox turned his head when he heard the home phone rang. He places the picture back onto the table and walked over to the phone. Everything moves towards the picture. It was a picture of a smiling Fox Crane with an also smiling Kay Bennett. The picture looks like they were lost in their own reality of love.