Moved On

"My head hurts." Rey groaned, lying in her bed upside down, her head dangling off the edge as she lifted it and looked around the room, "Joanne?" She questioned, turning around in the bed where she saw Zac lying sleeping, "Oh, no." Rey almost cried to herself, "No." She shoved him over as he fell off the bed with a thud.

"Ouch." Zac groaned after hitting his head whilst Rey stood up from the bed, putting on some clothes.

"Why are you here?" Rey questioned, walking around the bed to see him sitting by the side.

"What?" Zac shook his head.

"Why are you in my bed?" Rey asked with confusion.

"Well I'm not now." Zac groaned, getting to his feet, "I met you and Joanne at the club last night. You started crying, telling me you love me and you want to have my babies." He nodded.

"Oh, fuck off. No I didn't." Rey folded her arms.

"You did actually." Zac nodded, "So then we came here, you threw up and we crashed."

"So we never… you know-"

"No." Zac said, "Well I don't think so." He shrugged as Rey rolled her eyes.

"God, my head is so sore." She sighed, placing her hands on her head, "Where did Joanne go?"

"She's on your couch." Zac nodded, "Weirdly enough, I was sober than both of you. That's quite an achievement."

"That's a bad reflection on my behalf." Rey rolled her eyes, stepping out of the bedroom and looking on at Joanne lying on the couch snoring, "Great." She nodded, walking back into the bedroom.

"When I meant we were done, I meant it." Rey made clear to him.

"I know." Zac nodded, "Drunk you didn't have those opinions though." He shrugged as Rey shook her head.

"Yeah well drunk me is a stupid bitch." Rey said, "We're done. Me and you. So next time you see me in the club, just… walk by me. Straight by." She nodded.

"I only approached you because you were singing The Gambler on top of a table and I didn't want you to fall and break your neck." Zac nodded.

"I was perfectly stable." Rey said.

"Yeah, right." Zac scoffed, "I just wanted to make sure you got home safe."

"No… no, you were thinking you got lucky but then you felt bad because you were really sober and I was really drunk and that's like… you taking advantage of me-"

"Which I didn't." Zac said, "Is the main point of this story. I just wanted to make sure you got home ok." He said honestly as Rey looked at him and folded her arms, "Honestly." He nodded, "I'd hate to see anything bad happen to you. The streets are crazy and you and Joanne were like… really drunk-"

"We can handle ourselves." Rey scoffed.

"I politely disagree." Zac nodded, "But whatever, I'll go." He said as Rey looked across at him. She had an argument in her head with herself. The problem she had was that she really liked him. When he was good, he was good, but when things were bad, it was awful.

"Ok, stay and have breakfast." Rey said quickly before changing her mind as Zac looked up, "Go out and buy something and… come back here." She nodded.

"Are you still drunk?" Zac laughed a little.

"No." Rey said, "Take it as a thank you for… getting us home safe." She nodded as Zac smiled.

"Reylissa Brooks isn't mad at me? It feels like it's been months." Zac gasped.

"Don't call me that." She threw his t-shirt at him.

"Oh, there she's back." Zac smiled as Rey folded her arms, "I'll get you the usual then." He nodded.

"Yeah and get Joanne something too." Rey said as Zac nodded, walking by her and leaving the apartment as Rey groaned to herself, leaving the bedroom and running over to Joanne, jumping on top of her on the couch.

"Hey." Joanne groaned.

"Zac is here." Rey told her.

"Did I sleep with him?" Joanne opened one eye.

"No." Rey laughed.

"Did you?" Joanne questioned.

"No." Rey said.

"That's great." Joanne grumbled, "Why is he here then?" She asked.

"He walked us home and he ended up crashing here." Rey said, "He's gone to get breakfast."

"Oh, what is wrong with you?" Joanne sat up, shoving Rey away, "This is how he wiggles his way back in with you. And then he steals all your shit. It's the same song and dance with you two every time." She shook her head.

"Hey, we're still over." Rey clarified.

"Oh, really? Having breakfast with him doesn't look like you're over." Joanne said.

"You're here too. It's not a date." Rey said, "He made sure we got home safely. He's not all bad."

"We were fine." Joanne said as Rey looked at her, "Ok, so we were… a little drunk." She shrugged, "That didn't mean he had to stay over." She shook her head, "Stop thinking with your vagina and use your head." She slapped her head.

"Don't do that, my head hurts." Rey groaned, shoving Joanne away.

"It's you who gets hurt in the end. I'm just trying to help you." Joanne said.

"I'll be fine." Rey shrugged, "Couldn't you use some pancakes right now?" She asked as Joanne nodded.

"I could actually." She agreed.

"Baby, why aren't you eating your breakfast?" AJ rushed around the large kitchen preparing lunch for her 6 year old daughter who sat playing with her breakfast at the island in the kitchen, "Come on, you need to eat something so you're ready for the day." She said, walking over and kissing her head.

"I don't like eating in the morning." The six year old sighed, resting her cheek against her hand.

"Amelia, come on." AJ sighed, "It's just a little bit of cereal." AJ said, buttering some bread to quickly make her daughter a sandwich to go into her lunch box for school.

"It's all mushy." Amelia sighed, playing with her cereal, mushing it down on her own as AJ sighed.

"What about a banana then? Or some toast?" AJ asked her, "Please eat something." She said.

"Oh, fine." Amelia said, reaching over for a banana and peeling it as AJ smiled to herself. The six year old was the image of herself. Dark hair and dark eyes with soft caramel skin. She always said she wouldn't have children. After everything that happened in her late teens, she knew motherhood wasn't something she could deal with, but Amelia came along unexpectedly and she was almost like her best friend.

"April, have you saw my keys? I can't find them." A man appeared into the kitchen, her husband of many years, a successful business man who had helped contribute to their lavish, luxurious house they lived in.

"Try the mantel?" AJ questioned.

"I looked there obviously." He said as she went back and forth to the fridge, "Hey, you…" He walked over to Amelia, "Why are you only having a banana for your breakfast?" He asked her.

"It's all she'll eat." AJ shrugged, "Hey, can you pick her up from school today or will I call the sitter?" AJ asked him as he brushed by her to look around the kitchen for his keys.

"Call the sitter. I'm in meetings all day." He nodded, "Well I won't be if I can't find these damn keys." He shook his head.

"I won't be home until late so… can you do dinner for her and get her in the bath?" AJ asked him.

"Yeah, I guess." He nodded unenthusiastically.

"Thank you." AJ smiled, "I have this… really big presentation today, that woman from-"

"Seriously where the hell are my keys?" He chuckled as he looked around the kitchen as AJ watched him.

She shook her head and walked out of the kitchen, making her way into the living room and looking over at the mantel where the keys were sitting. She grabbed them and walked back into the kitchen.

"These keys?" She tilted her head as he looked over.

"Where the hell were they?" He asked, walking over to her and taking them.

"On the mantel… where I said." AJ nodded, "Have you got everything?" She asked him as he nodded.

"Yes." He smiled, "You have a good day." He nodded, leaning down and pecking her lips.

"You too." AJ smiled, watching as he walked over to Amelia.

"You have a good day, sweetheart." He said, kissing her head as Amelia just smiled. She was a quiet girl, shy for the most part and didn't say much. AJ saw a lot of herself in Amelia, even as little as she was.

"Bye, daddy." Amelia smiled as he began to walk away.

"Oh, wait… Tom." AJ called him back as Tom turned around, "Your phone." She shook her head, extending his phone over to him as he smiled.

"Life saver." He smiled to her, "I'll see you later." He nodded, leaving the house as AJ smiled, turning back around and heading back to finish making Amelia's lunch.

She'd married her boyfriend from school. The cliché top footballer and cheerleader. She wasn't sure if it was really what she wanted at the time, but all these years down the line she was pretty sure she was happy.

She worked as a director in a fashion line. It was what helped them afford such a great house. She was still that girl from the rough neighbourhood no matter how much money she made.

"Mommy." Amelia said.

"What, baby?" AJ asked her.

"I wish you could pick me up and not my babysitter." She frowned as AJ turned to her.

"You love Lacey." AJ said, "And it'll only be for a little while after school." AJ nodded, "You'll see me later on." AJ nodded as Amelia just frowned, "Hey, guess where I'll be passing on my way home tonight?" She leaned over the table to Amelia.

"Where?" Amelia asked.

"That bakery you love." AJ smiled, "And I might go in and get you something." She said as Amelia smiled.

"I love the cupcakes there." Amelia smiled sweetly as AJ nodded.

"I know you do." AJ smiled, brushing her dark hair from her daughter's face, "Well you'll have to wait and see what I get." She said as Amelia smiled, "Ok, let's get going or we'll be late. You can eat the rest of your banana in the car." She nodded as Amelia jumped down from the stool, taking her backpack from AJ and running on down to the doorway whilst AJ put her coat on.

She was always dressed in formal outfits. Normally office type dresses and coats. She'd worked extremely hard in her job to get to the status she was at now. She wasn't handed anything and had really busted her ass off to get where she was today.

However, not a day went by where didn't think about her past and everything that happened. Regardless of how perfect her life seemed, she always thought back to that time in her life. That time full of love, regret, passion and pain. It never left her mind.

"So what happened? Did you guys kiss? Come on, you can tell me." Eve smiled, sitting in the cafeteria at school the next week.

"We just talked." AJ said modestly, "He's… he's really sweet." AJ nodded, glancing over to Punk sitting with Jamie and the rest of the guys, "He looked like he… actually enjoyed listening to me." AJ shook her head as Eve smiled.

"Do you like him?" Eve said as AJ nodded.

"I do." AJ smiled, "He's so… different and… he didn't even have any intention of doing anything with me which was nice. He just wanted to talk and get to know me." She said, "I don't know about you but I've never experienced that before." She admitted.

"He's just… not the type I thought you'd go for." Eve laughed a little, "And plus, isn't he like… crazy?"

"We're all crazy sometimes." AJ shrugged.

"What would your parents think of him?" Eve laughed as AJ put her head down, "I mean yeah, he's nice and all but… take one look at him and your parents will warn you not to go near him. Especially when they find out he was expelled from his last school."

"Well this isn't about my parents. It's not always about them." AJ said with frustration, standing up.

"What are you doing?" Eve worried, "AJ." She said, watching her write down her number on a napkin, "Oh, don't." Eve cringed, watching as her friend walked over to the table where the guys were sitting, "Oh, I can't watch." Eve sighed, turning away.

AJ walked over to the table, noticing them all go silent when she arrived, all of them looking at her way opened mouths as she looked at Punk who nodded to her.

"Hey." AJ smiled to him as Punk smiled back and nodded, "Here's my number." She passed the napkin to him as he took it and nodded, "If you ever… want to talk." She smiled as the rest of the boys smirked and whistled.

"Thanks." Punk nodded with a smile, watching her as she tucked her hair behind her ear, smiling to him before leaving the table as she opened up the napkin, looking at the number and frowning a little.

"Why the long face, man? Hottest girl in school just gave you her number. She just… walked over here and gave you her number." Jamie smiled as Punk just nodded and smiled, pretending everything was fine.

"Yeah, of course." Punk nodded.

"What if she sends you some pictures?" Chuck asked, all of them beginning to discuss ridiculous things whilst Punk pretended to listen.

He was just trying to figure out how he could contact this girl, when he didn't own a phone.