2 months later!
Sara's P.O.V.
"Sara. I REFUSE to pick those roses up today. He's sitting out there just sitting. Waiting for someone to pick them up. He's been giving you roses for the past TWO months. I've been trying to get you out there, but NOOOOO, you can't forgive him, can you?", Amy said curling her hands in a fist. After the bowling incident I havn't let her see Dylan and no one in my life can mention Starkid around me. I don't want anything to do with them. And it's not helping that Joe keeps sitting there every morning with a fresh bouquet of roses. He sits there until someone comes and gets it. I've made Amy do it every morning.He comes like 2 hours before we go to work. He rented a place in New York too, because the rest of the Starkids (besides Brian Holden, Joey Richter, Dylan Saunders, who are living with him) went back to Chicago.
"Amy.... PLEASE."
"No."
"Ugh. Bitch."
"Joe momma."
"Joe's momma? I don't know her. I didn't know you knew her."
"Omg. You're such a smart ass."
"Why thank you.", I say. I walk over to the door and look out the peep hole. Yep. There he is. Just sitting there. I take a deep breath and rush out, grabbing the roses and rushing back in. I close the door, but it won't close. His foot is in the way.
"Please." He said, trying to get inside. It was useless trying to fight him off, giving that he had super-human strength.
"Leave. Please. I don't want you here. Go back to Chicago and GET OUT OF MY LIFE! I DON'T WANT YOUR STUPID ROSES!!!!!!!!" I say. I'm starting to cry and I fling the roses at him. He catches them and puts them on the couch. I run to my room and slam and lock the door, keeping the two things I never want to face again in my life.
Joe, and my biggest fear, something that you can't fight with fists. Love.
