‘1 YEAR!’
‘Dammit Dahvie, I’m trying to sleep!’ I yelled.
‘But Roxie!’ Dahvie whined. ‘Jayy’s making special pancakes and I’m not allowed any until you’ve had some!’
‘Wait, Jayy’s making special pancakes?! Move it bitch!’
I leapt from my bed, running downstairs.
‘PANCAKES!’ I yelled, bursting into the kitchen – only to find Ashley sitting at the breakfast bar, in conversation with James.
And I was in black booty shorts and a little vest top.
‘DAMMIT DAHVIE! YOU DIDN’T TELL ME THAT WE HAD GUESTS!’ I yelled back up the stairs, hearing the man burst into laughter.
‘I don’t mind.’ Chuckled Ashley.
‘Bet you don’t.’ grumbled Jayy – much to James’s amusement.
I took my seat on one of the stools as Jayy placed a pile of pancakes on my plate, coated with golden syrup.
‘One year baby sis.’ Said Jayy softly, ruffling my bed-head.
‘Yup.’ Said James, slinging an arm round my shoulders.
‘Jayy, I’m 17. Not really a baby anymore.’ I sighed.
‘Yes you are, now be quiet and eat your pancakes.’ James laughed as Jayy said this in a very firm tone.
It had officially been a year since Jayy had found me, battered, bruised, broken and bloody reluctant to go with him. I was still trying to work out where the year had gone – it felt like it had only been a month.
Finishing, I made to hop off my stool, only for a set of arms to wrap round my waist, pulling me into a tight hug.
‘Ashley, let her go change!’ scolded Jayy.
‘Sorry! I just wanted a hug off my little bat!’ Ashley pouted, still holding me on his lap, my back pressed against his, very firm and sculpted chest… FUCK IT ROXIE; STOP THINKING THIS STUFF!
‘Well, you’ve had one, let her go change!’
‘Oh find then.’ Ashley put me down on the floor, enabling me to very quickly leave the room and go upstairs.
‘Why is he here anyway?’ I mulled, pulling my black skinnies on and a My Chemical Romance t-shirt, before sticking my feet into my red low tops.
Unable to work a reason out, I simply gave up, attempted to tame my hair, gave up on that too and made my way back downstairs.
‘Are you sure she’ll be safe?’
‘Jayy calm, she’ll be fine. Each person will recognize her as a fan and treat her like family, like they do with everyone else.’
‘If you say so…’
‘I know so. Hey, thanks for this morning.’
‘No problem Ashley. But I hope you know not to trust Kina again.’
‘Yeah. Never again.’
A year ago, I would have been bounding off walls and running on the ceiling – but now, I was calm. I had locked away my feeling for him, which had been difficulty, yeah, and now I was positively neutral.
Re-entering the kitchen, I smiled at the two.
‘Rightio! We’ll be off now!’ Ashley leapt from the stool and over to me, scooping me up into his arms and tossing me over his shoulder.
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The Missing Monroe
FanfictionRoxie Avril Griffis cannot remember much of her early life. All she knows is that she was happy. Her father may have died before her birth, but for a period her mother and older brother were there by her side. But times change. She's sixteen now...
