This is the last chapter unfortunately, but I am writing a sequel as you read :D
I am sorry this is taking ages to let me onto this site, so I have been writing at my grans house, I am currently emailing myself the parts of the sequel I have written so that I can keep going at home.
And GroowyL is helping me upload things atm, hopefully this wont continue, as I hate not being able to do anything, and it isn't letting me read fics either, so I AM SORRY :(
And, my stupid computer is now refusing to sign me into msn as well, so I have like no contact with anyone on FF. Rather irritation, other than via email, although because the reply is via FF, it won't let me do that either. Grr.
BUT, I do have access to ebuddy, and so I can talk with people on there, if they have my email address. :)
Roxy's P.O.V
I hated her, there was nothing in my whole life that I had managed to hate more. Why would she still try and get him back when he was clearly with me, and worst of all, would it work? Did he actually come up to my room to tell me it was over?
Who knew. It didn't matter anyway as I wasn't talking to him, nope.
He was an obnoxious stupid retarded idiot in my mind.
And I began hating him.
I tried to make everything go back to the way it was in New York, but it wouldn't happen. It couldn't.
He was married to an idiot, a wannabe. And how could I ever forgive him for that?
Never.
I thought back to the week before.
I had stormed out of the house in search of that little slut. I hated her. And to be perfectly honest, I was probably going to beat her up on sight. I didn't want to hear what she had to say, I didn't care about her point of view.
All I wanted was her to leave me and Danny alone. But maybe thats what she wanted, and I stole him from her.
But then again, in my defence. Danny was mine first.
I rolled over in my bed and looked at the clock. It had run out of batteries on that day, and I just didn't have the strength to change them.
Not after what he said.
*Flashback
I stormed across the street, expecting Danny to be thundering after me like he was on the way down the stairs. He clearly didn't want me to go mental.
Too late.
As I walked across the lawn, no one appeared to be home, but I knew where they hid the spare key, as Danny was always forgetting his.
I opened the door and thundered up the stairs.
"Cerina?!" I screamed. I hated her.
I wanted to beat her.
Badly.
She walked out from a room and smirked at me.
I lunged my whole body towards her. I didn't care that the stairs were behind her.
Down we went.
And when I was beating her up with a burst lip from the fall, Danny rushed through the door.
Took him long enough.
"Gerr off her" He yelled and pushed me, running to her side.
Why would he do that, why? If he wanted to be with me?
End of flashback*
He had tried contacting me, but I didn't want to know him.
He had hurt me too many times.
It was clearly not going to happen.
This time.
It was my time to leave through the night.
I pushed my bags through the window, and snuck across the garden.
Back to NYC.
I miss it already :(