The next day, Randy had agreed to pick Roxanna up from hospital in the morning and take her back to her apartment. He was determined to come to the bottom of what ever had happened.
Randy sat in the waiting room for a few minutes; he knew he was a bit early but, knowing Roxy, knew that she would probably order a taxi or drive herself home, instead of going with Randy in his rented car.
Just then, Roxy walked out still clutching her ribs as a nurse talked to her. Her doctor went and talked to Randy...
"Make sure that she takes these pain killers four times a day, with food. These other tablets are to be taken twice a day with or without food. They help her body to heal."
"Ok, thank you." Randy nodded, taking the tablets in his right hand. With his left hand he held Roxy's hand. She reluctantly placed her hand in Randy's and walked with him to his car.
Soon later, they were back at her apartment. The apartments themselves weren't that big but were big enough for most of the superstars.
Randy placed Roxanna's tablets on the table and smiled at her. She couldn't maintain eye contact with him.
"Ummm, thanks Randy for everything..." she said edging closer to the door.
"Roxy, I'm not leaving you if that's what you think, so sit down and I'll get you something to eat..."
"I'm not hungry." She said, sitting on the cream settee in the living room.
"Ok, well, you're gonna have to eat something soon to have the pain killers with."
"I know." she said, still clutching her ribs.
"So," Randy spoke, sitting next to her "Are you going to tell me what happened?"
"Maybe, maybe not."
"Roxy, please stop being difficult, just tell me."
Then, there came a knock at the door. Randy got up to find Lita standing at the door.
"Hey, Rox?"
"Hi." Roxy said, unenthusiastically.
"Are you ok, I heard what happened."
"Fine. Thank you." She said, not looking at Lita once.
"Is there anything you want me to get?"
"That won't be necessary."
Randy took Lita outside.
"What, is she being like this with you?" Lita asked.
"Yep, afraid so."
"What shall we do?"
"Look, I need to go to my flat, just to get something. Will you try and get her to talk while I'm gone?"
"Of course."
"I won't be too long." Randy said, fiddling with his keys to try and find the one for his flat.
Lita on the other hand, walked back into Roxy's flat and sat next to her. She held her shoulders and hugged her. Roxy sat there, emotionless. She didn't say anything nor do anything. She just sat there.
Randy returned half an hour later, to find Lita hugging Roxy. Lita shook her head which suggested to Randy that nothing had become of anything.
"Roxy, is there anything you need getting?" Lita asked, braking away from her.
"No thanks."
"Well ummm I'll be back later, I have to go for a magazine interview."
"See ya." Roxy said still staring into thin air as Lita shrugged to Randy. She left, closing the door quietly behind her.
"Roxanna, do you want me to do anything for..."
"Why does everyone think that I'm so incapable of doing anything for myself, huh? Just coz I hurt it doesn't mean I can't get or do anything for myself!" She shouted, walking over to the window, staring down to the blue ocean and pleasant sand. That picture didn't compare to the one in Roxy's head...
"We're only asking you coz we care." Randy reasoned.
They stood in silence for a few minutes.
"I am not gonna leave you until you tell me what happens."
"I fell down some stairs."
"Like shit! C'mon Roxy, please, just tell me."
Roxy went and sat back down on the couch and turned the TV on. Randy just didn't understand anymore. She was usually so willing to talk about how she felt, everything had become increasing worse.
Randy walked over and turned the television set off. He'd lost patience.
"Roxy, for fucks sake, please just tell me?"
