The Missing Monroe

Ch. 12 - Back In Bat

A/N: Todays word that my phone kept trying to change is Dick into Duck. Just try substituting that everything you see the word 'dick'

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'So he just laughed?'

'Yup.' I replied to Natasha's question, moodily sipping my coffee.

'How did Jayy react?' Asked Rosemary.

'If James and Dahvie hadn't of stopped him, the headlines would currently be "heir to the Costa fortune found dead in alleyway. Note found attached to body said 'that's what you get for messing around with my baby sister.' Police are still trying to crack the encrypted message." Typical big brother really. Mind you, they were both fuming themselves.'

'Haha. So, he was just a dick then?'

'Yup. Never trust rich snobs. Andy and co were right. Back in band shirts.'

'Sounds like a bad tribute to AC/DC that does.' Said Raylene, grinning.

'Back in bat sound any better?' I smiled crookedly.

'You gonna go back to being his little bat?'

'Gonna try, but I might not be - I have been a royal dick to him of late.'

'How did Ash react anyway?' Asked Natasha.

'Well, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.' I frowned, setting my coffee down. 'Something happened last night...'

I quickly explained Ashley's actions last night to my mates. As I finished my story, they were all grinning at each other.

'Isn't it obvious?' Asked Natasha.

'No...' I began.

'He loves you!' Rosemary squealed.

'Wha - he does not!'

'Does so!'

'Does not!'

'Ok guys!' Raylene cut in, laughing. 'Lets have a little vote. Who thinks Ash doesn't love Roxie?'

I put my hand straight up.

'Ok, and all those who think he does?'

Rosemary, Raylene and Natasha stick their hands up. As did some girl from a table near us.

'Hang on, who are you?'

'Just call me Ashenry. That's my Wattpad username. Anyway, I heard what you were on about. And they're right. You obviously don't have Twitter.'

'No, but what's that got to do with the price of fish?'

'His twitter of late has always got you somewhere in it. Kina is tweeting back, and looks to be getting really annoyed. Trust me on this one.'

With that, she turned back to her table.

'Ok... What does it matter though, he's with Kina.' I pointed out.

'Yeah, but for how long?' Asked Rosemary.

I let my head fall on the table. 'Fuck. My. Life.'

My phone gave a buzz then, indicating a new text.

"How did the date go?" It was Andy.

"You were all right. Went in jeans and tee. Stupid rich git laughed. P-R-A-T :(" I replied.

"Sorry bat. Coming to pick u up. Where r u?"

"McDonalds - ask CC for directions if needed."

I closed the case and looked at my mates.

'Mr. I-Think-I'm-Batman is coming to get me.' I said.

'We got to dash anyway.' Said Raylene.

'Good luck - send us a text so we know how it's going.' Added Rosemary.

'Chin up little sister. Every story has a happy ending. If you're not happy, then it's not the end.' Said Natasha.

I gave a small smile. The girls left, and no more than ten seconds later, Andy arrived. He spotted me, made his way over in three long strides, scooped me up and left before any fans could recognise him and act. He made his way to his car and sat me in, buckling me up before getting in his own side and driving off.

'I'm sorry sweetie.' He finally spoke.

'Don't be. Not your fault.' I mumbled.

He sighed. Pulling up at his house, he got out before opening my door. I got out myself, only to be lifted off my feet again. Andy took me into the house, and I saw the band there, minus Ash.

'He laughed.' Said the singer simply, putting me down next to CC before sitting on my other side.

'Sorry Roxie.' Said Jinxx, giving me a sad look.

'Why? You lot were right.' I mumbled.

'Yeah, but we half didn't want to be.' Said Jake.

I shrugged. 'Life goes on.'

'So.' I looked up at CC. 'You ready to be a little bat again?'

I nodded. 'If he'll let me. I've been a right twat to him of late.'

'I have no doubt he will.' Certified Jake.

The door suddenly opened.

'Speak of the devil and he shall appear.' I muttered.

'Heya guys, what's - Roxie?!' Ashley stood in the doorway to the living room.

The room was silent.

'I was just talking to the guys.' I said, smashing over the forming ice with a pick-axe. 'And I've realised, I've been a complete and utter moron. Can, can you maybe forgive me?'

Ashley was surprised, and for a moment looked to be thinking. I bit my lip, worried.

'Only on one condition.' He said slowly.

'What?'

'Goddammit Ash, stop torturing the poor girl.' Jinxx scolded.

'Ok, ok. That I get a hug.' The bassist held his arms out.

Cursing a long string of swear words under my breath with relief, I moved forward, letting his arms wrap round me as I threaded mine round his waist. I buried my face in his shirt, and felt his nuzzle his face in my hair.

'Does this mean I'm your little bat again?' I whispered, feeling his chest vibrate as he chuckled.

'Of course. I wouldn't want anyone else.' Ashley murmured.

That night, I sent three messages, all containing the same three words.

"Back in Bat."

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A/N: yup, Back In Bat! I nearly used Back To Bat, but then remembered that 'Back To Black' was Amy Winehouse, not AC/DC. So it's Back In Bat [yes, I am well aware of the god-awful grammar there]

Anyway, I'm back in England now [still using phone though but the new Wattpad app update means I can now do italics and stuff!!] and will soon start Sixth Form, Yr 12, 11th Grade, whatever phrase or terminology you use where ever you are, in about three days. . I NEVER HAVE TO DO ANOTHER FREAKING CHEMISTRY LESSON THANK GOD! I hated that subject as much as Ashley hated Liam. But Sixth Form/Yr 12/11th Grade does mean A-Levels (really fucking difficult exams for all those who don't know, not sure if/what the American equivalent is) so I might be limited on writing time. Or not, who knows?

Peace, Faith, Belief, Love, Music and Jaffa Cakes!

~MidgetJaffaCake