It was now 8.46am on the Thursday morning. Randy was still sleeping peacefully as Roxy clambered out of bed as quietly as she possibly could. Apart from Randy's soft breathing, rain drops pounded at the windows like a base drum. Roxy scanned her wardrobe to find an outfit for the day. She wanted to look as good as possible for Lily, which might have sounded a bit odd. In the end she decided on the t-shirt that Lily had brought her on her 17th birthday : If you think I'm a bitch, wait till you see my mother!
Roxy smiled brightly at the black t-shirt, splattered with green and blue writing. She remembered how herself and Lily had seen the shirt in the first place.
Flashback: February 2003.
Roxanna and Lily were in one of the many back streets of London. The blustery winter winds brushed against them as snow fell blissfully from the blackened city skies on the Saturday evening.
"I can't believe your gonna be 17 at long last in a few weeks!" Lily's raspy voice stated.
"What d'ya mean 'at last'? You only turned 17 in November!" Roxy chuckled, clenching her suede jacket closer to her chest.
"I know but my girl needs to be with me on that one! Hey, what d'ya want anyway?" Lily asked, looping her arm with Roxy's.
"I dunno really - make it a surprise."
"You always say that!" Lily screeched.
"Coz I always mean it!" Roxy mimicked.
"Hey look - Duggies - wonder if he's got any more cool stuff." Lily questioned, pointing over the road as to where she got her unusual clothing from.
"Cool t-shirts!" Roxy said, looking over at the 'New Arrivals'.
"Yeah, I like that bitch one." Lily said, unlooping her arm before taking her cigarettes from her coat pocket and lighting one. "Want one?" she asked Roxy, looking over at her best friend.
"Nah thanks, I already stink like an ashtray!"
"Yeah, Mikey does go at it a bit doesn't he?" Lily nodded, referring to her and Roxy's old school friend.
"We should really quit you know, it's so bad for our health!"
"Maybe." Lily responded in denial. "You really like that bitch t-shirt don't ya?"
"Yeah, my Mum isn't a bitch though, is she?"
"No but she'll see the funny side of it!"
"C'mon, we'd better get home before we freeze to death - neither of our parents will see the funny side of it then!" Roxy laughed.
End of Flashback.
'Those were the good times." Roxy thought sadly, with a little tear in her eye. She collected her clothes and made her way to the bathroom that was just to the side of her bedroom. She undressed herself from her jeans and t-shirt, since she couldn't be bothered to change. She ran the shower for a few minutes to get the heat to the right temperature and started humming Lily's band 'Porn's' version of 'Total Eclipse of the Heart'.
Randy was now awake and heard the sweet sound coming from next door. He felt a little jet lagged from all of the travelling of yesterday, considering how he wished it was to be a quiet few days off. He pulled the covers off from over him and made his way into the bathroom, where Roxy was stood in the shower washing her hair.
"Morning angel." he cooed, kissing her slightly wet cheek.
"Are you ok?" she asked, as he undressed to join her.
"Fine at the minute."
"Good." she sighed.
Randy poured the red current flavoured shower gel onto the palm of his hand before massaging Roxy's back with the soapy suds. Then he noticed something about her that he had never done before...
"You have a tattoo?" he asked, looking puzzled at her arse.
"Uh hu - cool isn't it?"
"What does it mean?"
"It's Hebrew for 'Exist to love'.
"When did you get that?" he questioned, still fascinated by the black and blue marking.
"Before I came back to America - me and Lily decided to get matching tattoos. The only difference is that hers is black and purple. You like?"
"Oh yeah!" Randy gasped seductively.
"I thought you might." she giggled, dropping suds on Randy's nose.
"By the way, I've never seen that t-shirt of yours before..."
"No, I never bothered bringing it to America. Lily got it for me on my 17th birthday."
"It's funny." Randy smirked, believeing the slogan to be true.
After Roxy had prepared breakfast, both Randy and Roxy got ready to get going.
"Better just ring Mum - I need to know which hospital she's in."
"Hello? Charlotte Richards speaking."
"Mum, hi."
"Are you back in England?"
"Sure am. Tell me, which hospital is Lily in?"
"St Paul's, in Intensive Care - about a 15 minute drive. Do you know where you are going?"
"Should do by now!"
"I should be back late tonight. Don't bother waiting up if you don't want to."
"Ok see ya later, bye."
Sure enough, 15 minutes later, Randy and Roxy were both at the requested hospital. They found the correct floor and made their way nervously to the desk.
"Hi, ummm, I'm here to see my friend, Lily Martins. Can you tell me where she is, please?"
"Your name?" The large receptionist asked half arsely.
"Roxanna Richards."
"She did say something about you, I'm sure of it. Go and wait in the waiting room and I'll get someone to come and see you soon."
"Thank you." Roxy said as her and Randy made their way to the relatives room.
Roxy walked in the room and sat nearest the window. Randy sat next to her. He felt slightly out of place with not knowing Lily and everything. It was obvious to all that Roxy was worried about Lily's condition. She was once again looking out of the window, like she did on the aeroplane and hardly said a word to anyone.
"Are you ok?" Randy asked sympathetically.
"I guess - I dunno why I'm so worried..."
"Coz you care. It's just natural. At least it's not you in her position. I don't think I could have stood it." Randy spoke, his voice cracking slightly.
"Don't worry about me," Roxy said, facing him "I'm a tough little bitch."
'Then again, I always thought Lily was...' Roxy mused, waiting for someone to inform her on her best friends condition.
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