Wednesday morning had soon approached. It was 8.27am and Roxy was about ready for her encounter with her Mother. She walked out onto the balcony and scanned the area of Connecticut that her and Randy now lived in. It was so peaceful. So much more than New York. You could hardly hear traffic ploughing through the streets unlike when she lived in a flat.
She investigated the piece of paper that Charlotte had given Randy a few hours ago. The hotel was only a 5 mile drive away from the house so it wouldn't take her too long to get there. Even in rush hour.
'Room 747.' Roxy read, folding the paper up and putting it in her pocket.
Randy by this time had woken up and was sat at the edge of the bed. He glanced over at Roxanna who was looking rather unsure of everything that enclosed her.
"You're going a bit early aren't you?" Randy asked curiously.
"I just wanna get it over with really."
"Do you want me to come with you?"
"No, I'm ok thanks. It would be best if I went on my own, I dunno how long this is gonna take. Have a lie in..."
"Nah, I don't really feel like it."
"Only if you are sure."
"Of course I'm sure." Randy said, approaching Roxy to smooch her.
"Goodbye."
"Don't worry about what she says, sweetie."
"I know, I know." Roxy sighed, leaving the house and going into the garage to get her black and silver sports car that she had hardly driven in ages.
The journey itself only took 20 minutes. Quite painless for the first thing on a weekday morning...
Once parking her car up, she walked into the Meadow Bridge hotel and stopped for a few moments to remind herself of the room number.
"Excuse me, could you tell me where room 747 is please?" Roxy asked one of the bell boys in the foyer.
"Yes, if you'd like to follow me, Madam." the red and gold claded man said. "Is Charlotte Richards expecting you?"
"How do you know about her?"
"Personal arrangements...you and her have very similar eyes...are you related?"
"As a matter of fact, I'm her daughter."
"Oh, ummm, yes, If you'd like to follow me." he said slightly strangely after the lift had stopped. "What TV show are you from?" he asked.
"I'm the General Manager on Monday Night Raw actually." Roxy said, rather proudly.
"Oh wrestling...what a load of crap!" he muttered "Ah yes, you're the one that's going out with that arrogant pissant...Orton."
Roxy scowled at him "It's so nice of you to form an opinion over someone that you have never met before in your life."
"Some of them deserve it." he said cynically "Here we are."
"Would you like a tip?" Roxy asked sweetly.
"That would be..."
Before he could say anymore, Roxy kneed him in the groin!
"Think before you open your ugly trap! Now tell Miss Richards I'm here and waiting." she ordered, folding her arms.
"Hey, I'm not a wrestler and I don't take orders from anyone!" the bell boy spat, holding his crotch.
"Just do it, unless you'd like another..." Roxy demanded, unfolding her arms.
"No, ummm, thank you. Miss Richards, your daughter is here to see you."
"Thank you, now you may go." Roxy smirked, he was like putty in her hands.
The man walked away gingerly as Charlotte opened the door.
"Roxanna, headache any better?" she asked sarcastically, between puffs of cigarettes.
"How many of them do you smoke a day?"
"60...maybe more."
"Mum, they have 4000 chemicals per stick!"
"Nonsense, that's what they want you to think! By the way, I hope you weren't too rude to that bell boy."
"Why?" Roxy questioned, Charlotte now letting her into the room. She was still dressed in her nightclothes, not bothering to really make herself up for her daughter.
"He's Gavin's half brother...was...whatever. He has lived over here for most of his life, with his Dad who is Gavin's Father. He does know about you and Gavin.."
"Oh." Roxy replied. There was a slight resemblance between them. The same coloured skin and brown eyes. Cockiness...
"He's still upset that his baby brother's gone. I'm not surprised. I know I would be..."
"Look, I hope you haven't dragged me here on one of my days off to discuss my ex boyfriend."
"No I haven't. He just kind of merged into the conversation."
"I wish I'd never laid eyes on him. Bastard."
"You might say that but I still can't see it..."
"You calling me a liar!" Roxy yelled.
"No darling, I'm not. I know you wouldn't make anything up like that. It's just such a shock that's all. I honestly thought you and him were meant to be..."
"Well we weren't ok? Look, like I said, I don't want to be hanging around for too long so tell me what you want to say and then I'll go." Roxy said, looking at her watch.
"How's everything going, you know, between you and Randall."
"It's all going fine, great in fact, better than ever."
"I never had my daughter down for a fool." Charlotte murmured, sitting down on her bed, dragging the cigerette over her lips.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Let's cut to the point, he's using you. He did before."
"Not this time."
"How do you know?"
"When I was in Australia, he came and helped me. He visited me in hospital and took care of me. Do you honestly think he would have done that other wise, huh? He'd seen me and Gavin practically shagging before. He wasn't put off in the slightest."
"Maybe he wanted a threesome." Charlotte giggled, before spluttering on her cigarette.
"You are really starting to pi..."
"Calm down, I'm only joking." Charlotte replied, coughing.
"Do you want a glass of water or anything? Nicotine patches?"
"Roxy! Now look, if you knew what was good for you than you'd stay away from him for good, all men in fact."
"Why?"
"Look how me and your father turned out. I don't want...I don't want you to get pregnant and for him to leave you like Eric did with me."
"We've discussed this before and I've told you that it won't happen under any circumstances. Now, if that's all I need to go, I don't want to discuss this any further."
"There's something else..."
"Oh?"
"It's Ice; she needs your help..."
Meanwhile, back at the house, Randy was lying on the couch watching one of his many tapes of South Park. Even though he'd seen the episodes dozens of times before, he still got a kick out of the cartoon comedy. He was looking forward for the return of Roxy so that then they could spend the rest of the day relaxing together before they restarted their heavy work schedule on Friday. He liked his days off. He'd already been training at his local gym where he bumped into a few of his work colleagues, including Vince and Shane McMahon who both said how impressed they were with his in ring work since his return. That was gratifying for Randy, considering how damn hard he tried to work for the company each and every time he went out to perform in front of a live crowd. And he was loving every aspect of his life at the minute, something which he hadn't done in years. At about 11 o'clock, he heard a car pull up on the driveway. He knew it was Roxy coz of the way she was driving at the minute. Not very well considering she still has her arm in a cast for the next four weeks.
She unlocked the front door slowly before dumping her keys on the kitchen work top. Randy wasn't facing her at the time.
"Hey babe, how'd it go? Rox? Hey, what's' the matter?" Randy asked. Roxy's eyes looked red, like she had been crying.
"It's Ice; she's dying."
Maybe not the kind of bombshell you were expecting, huh? That's why it was a BOMBSHELL, lol. More ofIce's illness in the next chapter.Well, the next few chapters will give you the opportunity to meet some of Roxy's old friends back in England and Randy comes to a conclusion over his and Roxanna's relationship...quite an important one in fact.
Thank you to Roxxy1984 and FastFuriousChick for reviewing the last chapter, it's glad to know you guys are still enjoying the story!
