I decided to torture you guys. I promise he'll come in the next chapter. Are you screaming in frustration? Hehe. Maybe not, eh? Ok, maybe just a teeny tiny bit. He'll show up here. XD
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Chapter 6- In New Orleans
"Remy, are yah crazy?" I yell at him.
He shakes his head and laughs. "Chere, come on."
"Ah could get us both suspended." I say. We see a man heading towards a big metal door. He opens it and walks through. It's left ajar and I can see stacks of green paper inside.
"Remy trusts y', chere." He cups my face in his hands. I nod. Remy kisses my forehead and runs in the bank, yelling, "Help! Help! They got me…" He drops to the ground. Inside the back, everyone screams. They run towards the exit. When they are running out, I run in. I head towards the safe which was opened. No one notices me except for a kid who is about three. She is sucking her thumb and I wink at her. Her mother carries her and they leave. I hear the security guard shouting at Remy.
"Who got you!" He shakes Remy who pretends to be unconscious. "Somebody, call 911!" Fake blood runs down his head and chest. His shirt is ruined. That stain is never going to come off. I take a sack from my backpack and stuff money into it. Stack after stack. I hear police sirens. Oh come on, he only yelled 'they got me'. And they had to call the police. Well, I guess the fake blood actually worked then. I take another sack and stuff that full. Remy comes running in. He grabs both sacks while I stuff my backpack. I make sure all the compartments in my bag are full. We run out, hand in hand, surprising people all around. The security guard realizes what had happened but it was too late, we were already gone.
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A few hours after that, we were on our way back to Bayville. Of course we weren't as dumb to do that in Bayville. We'd certainly be caught!
Remy smiled gleefully at the stash of money. I look at him. He seems happy.
"Tell meh again why yah need the money?"
"Remy's cousin is here because he owes some people some money, chere. Not just anybody, big people. Loan sharks. And they threaten to kill his family if he doesn't pay."
"He can call the cops."
"He's on the run from them. He was on parol mais he ran."
I nod but I feel uncomfortable. Maybe Kurt is right. Remy is bad. He got me to steal answer papers, and we just stole hundreds of thousands from a bank.
"Remy…"
"Hmm?"
"How much money does he owe?"
"One hundred thousand."
"And the rest of the money here? Ah'm sure there's more than that."
"We keep it chere."
Keep it? No… That's… That's wrong. Suddenly I had a bad feeling in my stomach. I looked down at my feet.
"Why? Y' want more?" He grins. I shake my head and get up.
"Remy, ah'm going home." I say curtly and walk out the door.
We didn't speak much for the rest of the week.
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"Hey, sleepy head, wake up!" Wanda yells. I swat her away.
"Ok, then I'm taking your car. I need to pick up John from the airport. He's here."
"Whatever." I mumble and close my eyes again.
Sleep… That's what I need most.
I wake up about half an hour later. It's only seven…
The house is quiet. Wanda and Lexa have gone out, so there's nobody to fight over cold water with. I step into the shower to have a luxurious bath. I step into the tub with the bubbles overflowing. Lots of time to spare. /Sigh/
I stumble out of the bath. A trail of soap follows me to the living room. Where are my car keys? I panic. Did Wanda really take my car? How am I supposed to get to work! Taxi? No way! I look down the building. The car isn't in its space. I pick up my phone.
"Wanda, yah took mah car?" I hiss.
"Well, you said I could."
"Did not! Wanda, ah need to work today!"
"Sorry, but John's flight is being delayed. But he'll arrive anytime soon, so I can't leave."
"Fahne."
"Thanks."
What could I say? I mean sure work is more important than your best friend's boyfriend but it's Wanda we're talking about. I mean, right?
I wash all the soap off my body and get dressed. How can I get to work? Taxis are out of the question. The bus is always late and it's already eight. Subway? I'm no vain princess but it's really filthy.
The meeting today starts at nine. I'm gonna be late.
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"Hey Rogue. Meeting is in five minutes." Danielle says and hands me a box.
"What's this?"
"It was delivered just now." Danni said. "Open it." She said eagerly.
I shake my head at her. "Not now. Later." I put the box in my office and head to the conference room.
"Good morning." I say.
"Ah, Rogue, just the person I wanted to see." Mr. Gerardo says. I smile nervously.
"Yes?"
"We received a new project from an extremely big company. And they requested for you." He said and nodded at everyone else.
Cool.
"What company is it?" I say as I sit down.
"Par Excellence."
"Never heard of it." I frown.
"Me too. But I checked it up. It's this very rich company in New Orleans." Ned who is sitting beside me says.
New Orleans, huh?
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"Chere, y' want t' go fo' a holiday?" Remy whispered into my ear.
"Where?" I ask him. The last time he took me for a surprise trip, he took me bungee jumping. Sure I liked it and all, but come on, bungee jumping. He could have given me some notice. My heart almost jumped out.
"New Orleans. Remy's home." He said proudly. I smile and nod.
"Sure. Just as it's not bungee jumping."
So a few days later I told my mom that Wanda and I were going to do some sight seeing in the countryside. Funny, she believed me. Wanda said she would cover for me, because I covered for her when she and John sneaked out of the house once. At two in the morning no less.
Remy and I were on our way to New Orleans. When we got there, he took me to his house. My jaw dropped to the ground. Remy LeBeau lived in a manor. I knew he was rich and stuff but this? Wow.
"Chere, y' want t' come in?" Remy was already halfway down the pavement. I linger by the car.
"Ah think yah should go in. Ah'll stay outside."
"Cherie, dere's no one here." He drags me in. I don't want to go in. Afraid? Me? No. It's just… It's not right. Ok, he's opening the door.
The house is huge! It looks even bigger from inside. I see a gigantic living room. Remy tells me to sit on one of the leather sofas while he gets something. I sit down. Hmm… comfy.
I look around and see a family portrait. A man, a woman and two boys. The man is Jean-Luc, is father, I suppose. I've never seen him before. The boys are Remy and his brother Henri. The woman… Is his mother? I hear footsteps. Remy is back.
"What… Who are you? What do you want?" I stand up and turn around to find a woman staring at me. She looks scared. Remy said there would be no one at home.
"Tante!"
"Remy?"
"Tante, dis is Remy's girlfriend." Remy walked towards me and held me hand. I pushed away from him and he looked at me briefly before turning back to his aunt.
The lady looked at me suspiciously, but seconds later, she was smiling.
"Welcome, dear." The lady said. "Come, come, I'll make tea. Or a soda? You want a soda?" She laughed. "I don't know what you kids drink these days." She heaved a sigh and laughed again.
O…k. Weird.
Remy nudged me to follow him. We went to the kitchen. Wow. Everything was shiny and stainless steel. Remy beckoned me to sit on a chair. I felt stupid and out of place.
"So, Bella right?"
Bella? What the hell?
"Her name is Rogue, Tante."
"Well, how was I to know?" She grumbled. "Forgive me dear. Remy told me once he had a girlfriend named Bella."
Awkward silence.
I forced a smile. What I really want is too get into the car we rented and drive away. Far far away. I heart sank. She walked out of the kitchen when a phone rang. I whipped around and glared at Remy who was at the time playing with my hair.
"What the hell!"
"Chere?"
"Remy, yah said there won't be anyone home!"
"Desole, chere, Remy didn't know." Remy smiled at me and kissed me on the cheek. I pulled away.
"And she thought ah was Bella!"
"Well, Remy was dating her when Remy talked t' her de last time."
"Maybe yah should talk tah her more often." I murmur.
"Chere, we're gonna stay here until we go back, y' know." Remy said.
I stare at him. What did he say?
"Nuh-uh." I shook my head.
"Mais chere…"
"Remy, ah am not going tah stay here. Ah know ah said ah'd come tah New Orleans, but this is too much fohr meh. Ah just can't." I say and walked away. I head towards the main door but Remy's aunt is back.
"Where are you going? I just found Remy's baby pictures."
Oh no.
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"There's Remy. His first time in a funfair. He loved it." She pointed at a picture where a young boy of five was grinning furiously into the camera. I forced a smile.
Remy looked tortured. This was probably embarrassing for him. But believe me, it was to me too. It was awkward and uncomfortable.
I stood up when Remy closed the album. "Remy t'inks dat is enough, eh?" He laughed nervously.
"Where's the bathroom?" I ask.
Ok, I lied. I sneaked out of the house. I couldn't bare being in that house. I walk down the road and hail a cab. When I get in, I see Remy coming out of the house. He looks panicked.
He sees me in the taxi and races towards me. I tell the driver to start moving. We move, but Remy reaches us first. Remy tears the door open and gets in. He is panting hard, he leans back into the seat.
"Chere." He pants hard.. "What are y' doing?" He asks. His eyebrows crest together in worry.
"Remy, ah had tah get out."
"Hey!" The cab driver yells. "Do you want to get on this thing or what? Get out." He huffs. I glare at him and get out. I wait for Remy to get out.
"Ah didn't belong there." I said quietly.
"Rubbish, chere." He strokes my cheeks. He lets his palm stay on my face. "Chere, y' belong right here wit Remy."
I shake my head. "No, Remy. Anywhere but here. Ah'm sorrah."
Remy sighs. He smiles at me. "It's ok, cherie. Remy understands."
"Ah'm sorrah, Remy. Ah…"
Remy just leans down and kisses me. What else could I do but return the kiss?
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Now that I think about it, the sick feeling in my stomach was guilt. How could I have missed that?
We went back to New Orleans that day. That was nice of Remy. I caused him so much trouble. I knew he wanted to stay longer in New Orleans. He insisted on going back. His Tante was a bit mad and was reluctant to let him go. But Remy wouldn't let her stop him.
"How new is this company?" Mr. Gerardo asks.
"Quite new. Just a few years ago. It's making progress."
"Ok, Rogue, The representative will be here soon. Rogue? Rogue?"
I snap out of my thoughts. "Yes. Yes. When?"
"Two or three days. Maybe a week."
That long?
"They're very busy." Mr. Gerardo read my facial expression and shrugged. "Ok, since that is settled, we will carry on."
I wonder who the representative is.
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"How many rooms?" The receptionist asked.
"One."
"So that's one room."
"Correct."
The receptionist hands the man the keys to his room.
"Enjoy your stay at the Imperial Hotel, sir."
"Merci." He winks at the receptionist and makes her blush. "It's Remy LeBeau."
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I'm finally finished. Was that nice? I can't remember the Tante's name. Can someone please tell me?
Yay, Remy is here! After six grueling chapters, he is here! Muahahahahahahahahahahaha! XD
He's here! He's here! He's here! He's here! He's here! He's here! He's here! He's here!
Compose myself… Ok, back to normal. Hoped you liked it, please review. Finish.
Ciao.