The New Side

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The sound of rain hitting the rooftop was almost relaxing for the girl who sat at the table holding a cup of whiskey in her hand. She stared at the brown liquid and sighed softly as she heard Tracy throw a tantrum once more to Amanda. She lays her head on the table and feels the cool wood ease her headache. Feeling a hand on her back and she looks up seeing a sad smile from Michael.

"So she just disappeared?" He asked once more sitting by the girl who nodded softly handing him the note. The man took the note and sighs softly crumpling it up. "Look, when me and Ari broke up I didn't think she would leave the way she did." He said sadly noticing the girl smile at him.

"You chose your wife. I can't hold that against you, but I can't speak for her." She laughs softly and takes a swig of her drink feeling her throat burn. Michael watched her and stood up grabbing her drink from her.

"Come on let's get out of here." He poured the liquid down the drain in the kitchen sink and noticed the girl stand up hesitantly looking at him confused.

"Where are we going?" She followed him out the front and jogged up to the passenger door getting inside as well as Michael.

"Anywhere but this hell hole. I was thinking we go see a movie." He turns on the engine and the two take off causing the female to think to herself silently.

"Are we going to see your old films? Cause I can really go for some simple cheesey plot." She looks at the man who laughed and nodded slightly. The ride was still silent causing the girl to sigh softly and plug her phone into the car charger.

"Ya know you can stay at my place as long as you need." Michael stated casually and noticed the girl tense at the comment. "Of course you have to pay rent. Because unfortunately you're not the fruit of my loins." He stated sarcastically earning a roll of the eyes from the latin girl.

"Thank god. Imagine how fucked up I would be now if I was." She laughed after she heard Michael laugh agreeing with her. The two arrive at the movies and exit about three hours later laughing with one another. Roxanne feels her neck itch and goes to scratch it noticing that her choker was still there. "Michael. I gotta tell you something okay? You can't freak out."

"Oh for fucks sake. What did you do?" He asked with a sigh stopping at a red light looking at her for a second.

"Well my Ex boyfriend is a fed and he told me and Trevor to kill this mob boss who has a hit on you and him. Problem is that I can't work with Trevor, and I need this man to die quickly because this choker," she placed her fingertips on the fabric and looks at Michael. "It's a bomb which he can detonate at any point. I tried to take it off but I guess once its clicked its ready to go off and if I cut it...it will go off." She looks at Michael who shook his head slowly.

"No, no, no. Roxanne how the fuck did you think this was a good idea?!" He yelled annoyed causing the girl to look at him with a sigh and shrug.

"Honestly it was stupid. I just wanted you and," she trailed off and cleared her throat. "I wanted to make sure you were safe." She states noticing Michael curse under his breath.

"Ah fuck. Look I'll talk to Lest and Frank about it and see how we can do this. We can't let Trevor know about this because I been telling him for the past month that I haven't seen you. If he finds out I lied we both won't live to see this mob fuck die." He states with a sigh noticing the girl smile at Michael.

"Thanks." She nudges him seeing him wave her off.

"Yeah yeah." He holds back a smile and continues to drive.

"All this shit for one guy dead?" Franklin said in disbelief noticing Roxanne nod with a sigh. She leans back on to the couch with her arms crossed.

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