Roxanne

Chapter 28

(Dawns By Zach Bryan And Maggie Rogers)

Schlatt's Pov

I waited for her to call. I waited for her to text. I waited for her to tweet, and I waited for her to stream, but there was nothing. Nothing but radio silence since I did that stream with Tommy. I haven't even heard from Matteo.

Jambo laid on my lap as an old valorent stream played on the TV. This was the only way that I could see her face, and hear her voice. If i didn't i couldn't function.

I didn't know that one singular person could fuck your life up this much, but she loved to prove me wrong and she still does now. Even when things are over, when things are settled, she's still proving me wrong.

Even Jambo knows something is wrong. The only time he has been near me is if I'm near my PC or if she's playing on the TV. He knew something was wrong, and I was upset. Other than that, he laid on the blanket that they used together. He wrapped himself up in it, and slept for hours while I did everything else.

There was so much of Roxanne's personality that I never got the chance to see, but the parts that I did see I loved them. She drove me crazy, but in all of the right ways. Roxanne knew exactly what kind of hold she had on me, and she knew exactly what I would do for her.

I slowly stood up, not wanting to do anything, but I knew I had to. I was slowly running low on food, Jambo needed treats. I didn't want to go anywhere, but life still moves on, even if I don't move on.

I put on my hoodie, and it smelled like her. My room still smelled like her, the blanket she always used still smelled like her. She was haunting me, even if she wasn't here. I slipped on shoes, grabbing my phone, my wallet, and my keys.

I turned the TV off before Jambo jumped up, running towards my bedroom. I guess he's done being out here for the day. I let out a sigh as I turned some lights off and walked up to my front door.

I twisted the handle, swinging the door open and completely stopping. I felt like I was suffocating.
I felt like I was dreaming.

She stood there with bloodshot eyes, tears streaming down her face, her hair was a mess, she was wearing a hoodie and sweatpants. She looked like hell, but she still managed to make it look so goddamn beautiful.

She's here.

Roxanne's Pov

My whole body was running from adrenaline as I ran up the stairs of the apartment building. The elevator was taking way too long. I ran down the hallway, the tears still rushing down my face. I haven't stopped crying.

All the years have built up, and now it's all crashing down. I stood outside of his door, catching my breath, reaching my hand up to knock as the door swung open.

I searched his face for some sort of emotion as he stared down at me. I was breathing heavily, I looked a mess, yet I've never felt better. I've never been more self aware, then how i am at this moment.

The silence was deafening, but neither of us knew what to do, neither of us knew what to say. All of the lines I rehearsed on my way here, all of the practice I had all disappeared as soon as I saw his face.

He made my mind go blank, he made my heart beat quicker, he made me wish I had never pushed him away in the first place.

Maybe it was his laugh, maybe it was his eyes, or his smile, or his stupid jokes that he always told me. It could've been his hair, his voice, or his once in a lifetime personality.

Whatever it was, it made me fall so damn hard.

I cant believe I'm here.

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