Roxanne

/2/

"Your words didn't mean
to heal the hurt"

In the summer night, the heat was just above seventy degrees. Sun has already set, but the humidity never left the air. Usually I would complain, but how could I? It was the annually Taste of Stevenson. Everyone got together downtown at the festival, three days of summer fun.

I went every year, I made it a tradition. First it was my mom and dad with me, but when I got old enough I went with my friends, now it's my boyfriend. I know it sounds like I was replacing people, but they simply got tired of the same thing. My parents aren't old, but old enough not to participate. My friends thought it was a kid thing to do, by the time we got older, the new generation rolled in. Now I go with my boyfriend, it absolutely amazing, with each different group of people develops irreplaceable memories.

Except this year would be different. I didn't have anybody to share the memories with, because I couldn't go. Not after what happened last year.

"Babe, do we have to go on the Ferris wheel?" Gray asked.

"Of course we do, I like stopping at the top to over see the town," I explain with joy laced in my voice.

"After this ride, we can do something you like afterwards,"  I suggest.

"We always do something after yours," he complains.

"That because we're taking turns on what we like, and let's face it, you enjoy the rides" I tease him.

He grabbed my hand and lightly kiss the top. I smile and run with his hand in mine towards the gate.

It finally turn, it slowly crept its way upwards towards the sky. I look over at gray and see him aiming his camera at me. I gave a big smile, before gazing out into the city lights. The wheel stop, with us at the highest point on the ride.

I look over and saw a twinkle in his eyes vanish.

"Roxanne I have to say something," he starts. That when my whole existence decided it was nothing.

"I cheated on you" he admits. I shake my head. It couldn't be true. How? Why? When?

I let the tears fall, I'm not going act like everything is alright.

"I was drunk and everything was happening so fast, by the time I focus it was too late -" he explains.

I sit there looking him in the eye. How could a guy like him be so careless? He was always careful of peoples feelings.

"Roxanne please say something" Gray pleads.

"How? Why? Is it because I wouldn't have sex with you?" I demanded an answer.

" What?! No! Roxanne it is not because of you, I was careless with my actions, I didn't think that going to a party with my friends would end up like this," he explained.

" I thought my friends would stop me, if something went that far -- " he rambled on before stopping him.

" You sensed it would happen and you still went anyways!" I roared. Heads swiveled in our direction. I was mad, no I was more than mad. I was furious. I pushed past him and headed for the exit.

"Wait Roxanne!" Gray screamed.

I didn't wait, my feet kept carrying me before you know I was at his car.

" Take me home," I say to him facing his car window.

We hopped into his car, and he drove me home. I contemplated whether I should I forgive him or no. Even if did, what's going stop from him doing it again. Twenty minutes later, we arrive at my house. Grays kills the ignition and looks at me. I tried so hard to hide my tears. He doesn't deserve my tears, yet he gets them anyways.

"Are you okay?"

"ma'am"

I jump out of my thoughts to be met by the guy from yesterday.

"I'm sorry what?" I look up at him.

"Your drink is leaking" I look down at my table, indeed my drink is leaking.

"Oh my gosh. Thank you," I say as I scramble for some napkins. The boy disappears and comes back with some napkins. I wipe down the table, and throw the messy napkins along with my drink.

"I'm Evan," the boy introduce.

"I'm Roxanne," I reply.

"What a beautiful name," he smiles gracefully before walking away.

His words caused butterflies in my stomach. A smile gracefully made its way onto my lips.