Here's the chapter you've all been waiting for, abit of niceness! Trust me it leads to good things...
Stillness hung over Ronnie like a dark everlasting shadow, Jack lay next to her dead to the world and inhaling and exhaling rhythmically. What am I actually doing she told herself, violently battling with the thoughts circulating in her head she rolled over, desperate to escape the view of Jack next to her, this is so not would should've happened tonight. Tonight was Danielle's first night back in the square as Ronnie Mitchells actual daughter, she looked over at her digital clock resting on her bedside table, 12.05 pm Ronnie read utterly gob smacked. There was still time to catch Danielle leaving the club. She could catch her up and finally say the things she had been dying to say to her all day. Ronnie leapt out of sheets instantly and began wrestling on her jeans that were folded neatly on a chair, right, the club reminding herself. Just as she was leaving she looked back, what can I do about him though, just forget he's here and go? Explain later? Ronnie nodded to herself and concluded that train of thought whilst heading for the corridor. Just as she was clutching and turning the door handle her buzzer blasted an extremely loud fuzziness throughout her ears, she immediately turned around to see whether Jack had been disturbed, thankfully she thought, he hadn't. Who could that be now? asked an extremely angered Ronnie to herself. Answering through the push of a button in a very hushed manner she spoke out "Hello-".
"Ronnie- its Stacey -" an extremely desperate sounding voice answered back, "And Roxy! Its Danielle Ron - she's abit out of it- we think we could use her mothers input right about now yea?" . Ronnie didn't buzz back a response to her sisters message, she didn't have time, she just pushed the entrance key down heavily and flung herself through the door urgently trying to get herself to her daughter.
"What the he-" Were the only words Ronnie could muster as she stopped dead in her tracks three steps out of her buildings front door, Danielle lay flat on her back hands and arms flying everywhere whilst Stacey held her head in place. Ronnie didn't know who to look at next, her sister was beside her- hands on hips shaking her head, Stacey was half cut but not half as bad as her daughters current state. "Hair out of place, TICK! Covered in minimal clothing TICK! - Oh and smudged out of place make up, well, well welllll. Veronica, someone has been busy, but with whom me wonders has helped you get all these ticks… -" Her sister sarcastically teased as she raced on up passed Ronnie and up to the flat. "Stace you can go home if you want I'll take her, and I will make sure she doesn't get away with a day off the stall as well okay?" said a breathless Ronnie as she heaved her surprisingly light Danielle up the first of many steps to come, "Sure, but-" Stacey said recklessly as she pointed her index finger at Ronnie drunkenly "She's only in this state cos of you not botherin to show your face up tonight -" Stacey muttered more but had already started walking away singing as she went before Ronnie could hear any more of it. Ronnie slowly looked down sighing in dismay at her daughter, who was now completely zonked out on her porch talking in her sleep about how useful trains actually indeed were. "Come on you trouble" Ronnie joked at her oblivious teen "-honestly! Back here a day and look at you" she then carefully proceeded to scoop Danielle up, into her arms, and slowly trudged her way back up the stairs and back to her flat.
Once she had carried her sleeping beauty to the top, she locked the door behind her and placed Danielle softly on the sofa. Ronnie stared down at the drunken adolescent, she couldn't believe she was actually doing this she thought disapprovingly, she finally began to sweep strands of blonde hair out from her little girls slightly ajar lips and hoisted herself up. "Tut- tut - tut, Ms Mitchell I never ever thought I see the day"
Joked a voice from behind her, "You choosing a man over your own women folk - I've seen Jack I know what you've been up to sis" Ronnie turned around sheepishly and smiled at her sister now pointing her finger, "You'll be wanting a drink to keep this quiet I suppose" retaliated a now not so flustered Ronnie "Ohhh but, ofcourse" exclaimed Roxy as she flopped onto the sofa next to her niece whilst sending her sister a daring look. Roxy looked long and hard at Danielle's closed face, how could she have kept her identity so secret for so long "She must've been so lonely Ron - look at her - she's not like us is she? She's fragile, so breakable even-" Ronnie stood with a bottle vodka in one hand completely still "I, I know - that's what gets me as well Rox, but I promise you, I promise her - I will be everything she needs me to be okay I swear" Danielle began to stir at hers mothers loud words and a few seconds later attempted to be sick. "Get the bin will you-" Ronnie frustratingly ordered to Roxy repeatedly pointing at the pedal bin until her sister hoisted herself up.
"Remember when we came back like that in Ibiza - well I don't , but I bet you can" Roxy joked bopping her at Danielle, it was quarter passed two in the morning and both sisters were both heavily indulged in the vodka and happily reminiscing about old times "You were a lot worse then me and her Roxanne, plus half the time you came back fine as if I remember correctly- you arrived back a week later" Ronnie stated disapprovingly. "Ahh take me back to Ibiza Ron I beg of you" pleaded a rather overly drunk Roxy "I don't regret Amy or Sean or… well you know maybe him I do-" she winked "But all I'm saying is I miss this- I miss THAT" Roxy loudly stated, and after a second or two for the sound to fully circulate it became apparent it had been slightly to shouted as a previously asleep Danielle had began to awake. "Ronnie? What a - am I doing here" the girl lying on the sofa slurred "Hey its alright kiddo, me n your doting mother are looking after you - well us and Mr Smirnoff that is!" Roxy burst out laughing at her own joke whilst Ronnie raised her eyebrow and Danielle awkwardly smiled. "Can I have a drink please mum- I am just -" Danielle was cut off by a surprisingly quick Roxy "You here that Ron she called you mum! Your both half way there to un awkwardness! Lets celebrate that shall we - Dan here" Roxy handed Danielle her glass while she got up and got herself another one - another, more fuller one she craftily thought and at the thought of her extremely subtle attempt she burst out again, nosily knocking over the pedal bin and its contents while doing so. "Ooppsy" She said in between laughing and pouring her drink.