CARTER'S POV
I am such a fucking idiot.
"-and then she said she thinks your cheating with Jordan. That was the last time I talked to her." Lucy finishes telling me about her conversation with Roxy, which happened three days ago.
She hasn't made an appearance. If I call her in as a missing person, shit will go nuts.
I'm pacing the living room, my hands clasped on my head.
If I was alone, I'd probably cry.
Everyone is here.
"Now..." Mr. Lynne thinks. "Where would Roxy go when she was upset?"
"Los Angeles." Lucy says.
"But we live in Los Angeles." I point out.
"So she isn't in LA." Kyle butts in.
"Is she within a hundred miles?" Bruce asks.
"I don't know."
"Don't you feel pain?" Sierra asks me.
"I can't differentiate the pain of losing her and the pain of distance." I sigh.
"And her phone?" Her mother asks.
"Straight to voicemail."
"I don't know what to do." Lucy says.
"I don't think we should call the police." Jason says.
"I'm not letting my wife be a missing person without trying to find her!"
"She's not a missing person." Mrs. Lynne says.
"Yes she-"
"She's an adult. She left."
I sigh. She's right.
"This is all my fault." I grumble.
"We already know that." Cody says. I glare at him. "I was just agreeing..." he mumbles.
ROXY'S POV
I finished all my fucking food.
I need to go home. I have responsibilities as a mother and a wife.
I climb up the wall and trek through the woods to town, rushing through and getting on my bike and taking off before I'm spotted.
CARTER'S POV
I hear the hum of something...
Everyone sits up taller, listening.
"Do you normally hear cars from here?" Mom asks.
"No." I say. "And that's not a car anyways. That's a bike."
My eyes widen. We never hear cars and there's the noise of a motorcycle outside!
I rip open the front door and there she is, getting of her bike.
"Where the hell have you been?" I demand.
"That's definitely not going to make her feel for secure about your marriage!" Dad whispers loud enough for me to hear, but not loud enough for Roxy to hear.
She shoots me the most vicious glare I have ever seen come from her to anyone.
I gulp. "Fuck off." She grumbles, stepping around me into the house. She doesn't look surprised in the slightest to see everyone in the living room.
She's so beautiful, even though she hasn't showered in three days and her hair is wild from her bike.
She'll always be beautiful to me.
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Two Hearts Collided
Teen FictionRoxy Lynne is just your ordinary bad girl, who graduated high school and college and became famous alongside her boyfriend and multiple best friends. They're crazy and funny and hyper, and Carter loves to get mobbed. The only problem is the struggle...
