, THE TRUTH REMAINS

[roxanna]

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roxanna liked the silence, she wasn't the type to freak out everytime it reared it's ugly head. she always found it peaceful to be able to just sit there and recollect her thoughts, or even read a book. yes, it was surprising to know that a girl like her actually enjoyed reading. but what she didn't like, was boredom. boredom was something that would send her off the deep end and into a early grave. she woke up this morning and had an early work out, as usual, if she wasn't acting she seriously had no life. hell, she even had time to hang out with her brother and just goof around. a normal person would have turned in for the day after all of that but not her, oh no. she needed to get her blood pumping or something because her nocturnal instincts were beginning to kick in. "what can i do," she mumbled to herself as she stared at the computer screen. at this point she was going through her facebook, even the myspace page - which she rarely ever checked. twitter was something that she never got into and probably never would. sighing deeply she leaned back in her seat and stared up at the ceiling as she tried to figure out something to do. it was kind of a good thing but also a bad thing that she wasn't filming anything. if she was filimg then she wouldn't even be having this problem and probably would've been having the time of her life.

her legs were a bit sore after playing a fun soccer game with graham, damn, it was nice to have someone to play with. they both had the same love for the game and it was so cool and whenever she needed to play a stress release game then he would be the person to call. it wasn't long before roxy got on the chat and began talking with a few people, mainly chelsea and nina and only briefly with jack before he left. then he came on. cash cooper. the one person whom she thought she would never see again and BAM there he was. he didn't notice her at first but then again, why would he? she was older than he was and she did something really shady to him and if she was him, she would've done the same thing. tried to forget the one person who did dirty shit towards you. but when he did, he fucking blew a lid and of course was not happy to see her. again, why would he be? they had an exchange of words but most of the negativity was coming from him because she had her emotions blocked off and she was just letting it roll off of her back.

though she wasn't even gonna lie, the comment about him wishing he never knew her kind of hurt. no one ever wanted to hear those words no matter how tough you were, that could break you down. but at least she didn't break down, she just mentally kicked herself in the head for being so stupid. so she offered to take him out for drinks because she felt she owed him. that was a weird way of paying someone back now wasn't it. why was she doing this in the first place, he wasn't the first guy se used. what made him so fucking special? honestly, rox didn't know but she was going to play this out to see what happened. funny how it seemed like the roles were reversed and he was the sensitive girl and she was the asshole of a boyfriend. guess dudes couldn't handle the feeling they gave girls when they used them. at first he told her no but for some reason he changed his mind and decided that he would after making it clear he wasn't gonna get drunk. jeez, was he that nervous around her or something.

so here she was, getting ready for what she deemed to be a weird and boring night. hopefully he would be somewhat more talkative than when they were online but she had a feeling he wouldn't be. please let her be wrong, please because if she was right then she would gladly waste her time with some random ass person. she began throwing on her outfit for tonight, she had decided she wasn't going to dress up for him. no point was there. so a pair of blue jean shorts, a black tee with red embroidry on it and a pair of nike dunks to match and she was good to go. dressing up was fun but you only did that for people you liked and quite frankly, she wasn't really enjoying the new cash. the whiney and sensitive one, he really got under her skin. badly. well then why did she ask him out, because deep down a part of her wanted to see him again. ugh, kill her now. grabbing her phone, she high-tailed it out of her apartment and got into a cab, just in case she turned out to be to drunkto drive. it didn't take her long to get there and when she did, she walked directly inside and to the bar where she told him to meet her. "can i have a shot vodka please"

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[erica]

i toss and turn, i keep stressin' my mind

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The day was going well. Cash was fairly happy, getting up at around noon he worked out and got some late lunch. After his lunch he had found himself bored at home for a little bit. But that was quickly fixed as he had logged onto the chat room, expecting to strike up a conversation with someone he enjoyed talking to like, Vince, or Lucia, or Tristan. Hell, Nicolette would’ve been better than the person he found online. Though, Cash was oblivious at first as to who he was actually talking to. It took him a few minutes, but after he figured it out it was like the wall he’d built over himself had suddenly sprung a leak and a wave of emotions flowed from his fingertips and onto the screen. Cash was pissed, and he did absolutely nothing to hide it. Roxanna Michelle Swagger was a girl that he had hoped to never see again. Cash had done his best to block her face from his mind and for the most part, he was successful. After he “got over” what she had done to him, Cash moved on and even though she had sort of changed him for the worse, life was pretty damn good. But everything went down the drain when he logged onto that cursed computer. He didn’t know why, but he had just let whatever he was feeling about their situation out in the open. There was no holding back for him which was completely out of character for him. When it came to his feelings, Cash only shared them with a select few people. Well, right now only one person really. And that person was Vince.

So of course he had gone to Vince for some advice on what the hell he should do about Roxy. Cash knew it wouldn’t be easy, considering Vince’s tendency to make fun of him. Though it wasn’t a one way street, this was serious for Cash so he’d given Vince a moment to sort of laugh at Cash’s slightly embarrassing and ironic position. But when it was all said and done, Cash got two options from his talk with Vince. He could go out with Roxy this one time, let her buy him a couple of drinks, leave, and forget that she even existed; something that Cash found damn near impossible. It’s taken him this long to forget about her, he wasn’t prepared to put that much time into doing it again. Or his other option though was brought up as a joke by Vince, was to play her the way she had played him. Frankly, that idea sounded much more appealing to Cash and let’s be honest here, it was an approach that just screamed “Cash Cooper”. So of course this was the idea that Cash was most considering and he found himself trying to think up a game plan for tonight. Okay so he wasn’t exactly thinking of the possible consequences to this little plan, but Cash was much too blinded by his need for revenge for it to even cross his mind. Or maybe he just didn’t want to think of the possibility of him falling for him again. Hell maybe subconsciously, Cash wanted to fall for her again. But he knew for sure, that he wanted to get her back. Revenge was what he was seeking.

So just about half an hour before their arranged meeting time, Cash finally got off his lazy ass and began to get ready. Even though this wasn’t much of a special occasion, hell it could be classified as a business meeting of some sorts, Cash took a quick shower and slapped on a dab of cologne. It was habit for whenever he went out anyway, and who knows, maybe after mooching a few drinks from Roxy he could find another girl to occupy himself with because he had a feeling that tonight wouldn’t go so well. Unless of course, he got completely drunk. That always loosened him up. Soon enough, Cash had arrived at The Victory. He was a few minutes late, but that didn’t matter. At least he hadn’t stood her up like he kept debating on whether or not he should do. He rolled the sleeves of his shirt up to his elbows as he squeezed through the crowd to get to the bar. There she was. With a sigh, Cash slipped into the stool next to her. Two shots of whiskey. Might as well start the night off with a bang. Cash glanced at her for a moment, smirking slightly at her choice of clothes. You look great. I’m flattered that you’d dress up for me, he said sarcastically. So, how’s the rest of your day been, Roxy? he questioned, his tone still dripping with sarcasm.

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[roxanna]

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roxanna had always been dubbed by her guy friends in school as a classic man-eater. to a few she was also deemed as a slut but honestly, she was doing the exact same thing the guys did. it just proved that the world was still sexist and no matter how many women became CEO's of multi-million dollar companies - they sleep around then they get called a slut. sure there had been a few guys who had the same reaction as cash did but that was like, a week or two after she dumped them and then they got over it. not saying that they had become best friends but some of them still became one of her friends because like her, they knew that there were more fish in the sea. they also knew that they would've probably done the same thing to her if she had given them the chance. the girl downed the shot quickly and decided to order two more as she glanced around the bar. there were a few good candidates, male and female alike that she wouldn't mind spending some time with. when it came to relationships, rox obviously very good at that. she would really like the person at first and then when she would get what she needed, she dropped them.

she considered herself somewhat like a black widow, once she was through with a guy she would basically rip their heads off. same came with girls', they didn't get special treatment either. everyone had the same amount of gunshot wounds to the chest and it was all because of roxanna swagger. and now here was cash, complaining to her that what she did fucked his life up. and a majority of her felt the need to tell him to shut the hell up about it and let it go but then there was a small part, a very tiny part, that did feel somewhat regretful about the situation. but like i said, it was very small and her better half was beginning to get annoyed with the whole thing. two shots of whiskey. her eyes narrowed slightly and glanced in his direction as she kept her face staring straight ahead. well what do you know, the drama king actually decided to show up. at least he still looked the same, blue eyes, nice body that could still make any girl weak at the knees. too bad she wasn't one of them. "i only dress up for people i actually give damn about" she replied as she placed a hand on her left hip and sighed. "and i'd say the same about you but...i'd be lying" she added as she returned her attention to her drinks.

oh, the sarcasm was dripping tonight wasn't it. the girl could be sarcastic too, which was exactly what she was doing - even if she could sometimes be below the belt. hopefully she could control herself and not cause anymore drama than she already had. "the rest of my day has been amazing, especially after i talked to this guy on the chat.." she retorted with a fake smirk. "it was someone i dated back in high school..." she emphasized on the word dated a bit, just to get a reaction. "and i dumped and for some reason he just can't let it go. he whined to me about how i fucked up his life which made me giggle with joy because that was my plan all along." she exclaimed in a fake excited tone before she rolled her eyes and downed another shot. "then i invited him out for drinks and what do you know...he actually showed up." roxy held up a shot as if she were going to toast before she threw that one back as well. "but enough about me, even though i am amazing to talk to about. what about you mr. cash cooper" she cooed as she batted her long eyelashes at him playfully, leaning her lean body against the bar to give him her full attention.

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THIS POST WAS MADE FOR CASH/ERICA AND IT IS COMPLETE. IT MEETS ALL THE REQUIREMENTS, WITH SIX HUNDRED AND SEVENTY EIGHT WORDS. THOSE LYRICS AT THE TOP ARE FROM AN ARTIST KNOWN AS NOBODY THE OUTFIT ROXY IS WEARING CAN BE VIEWED HERE I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT OH WELL THIS SUCKED.

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[erica]

i toss and turn, i keep stressin' my mind

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Well so what if Cash couldn’t handle what he dished out? Back then, really he wasn’t dishing anything out to anyone. He hasn’t been this heartbreaking heartthrob his whole life and at one point he had actually had a want for a relationship with a girl, not to just bang her and leave. But that was probably because back then, Cash had been a virgin. People had to start somewhere right? And while Roxy hadn’t been his first relationship, she was his first er…Sexual partner. But to naïve little Cash back then, it was about much more than sex. That’s why he’d been holding out from her for the first few months of their relationship. He was a kid back then, and he was a bit scared of sex. Yeah, girly I know, but what can you do? Cash was different in high school. When they finally did have sex, things slowly became different between them. Distant almost, as if the sex was all she ever wanted from him. And what with his fragile little heart that hurt him because even though he wouldn’t admit it out loud to her right now, he had liked her a hell of a lot. They spent a year together after all, and at the time he couldn’t believe that she could just drop him after so much time spent with each other. There was no getting over it for Cash because of that. Because of the fact that she was his first and after that “special moment” there was just this natural attachment he had to her, which made him feel even worse after she’d broken up with him. That was the edge that those other guys didn’t have. Now here Cash was, doing the same thing to women that she had done to him to keep himself from getting hurt like that ever again. As far as Cash was concerned, his relationship issues were her fault. And if anyone had a problem with the way he treated women, they could go to Roxy.

But of course she didn’t see it that way. To her he was just another guy, that one guy who whined about being dumped. He was told to get over it way too many times and he was beginning to get sick of it. Perhaps if he told her what exactly she took from him, it would help her to understand why he was upset and bitter up to this very day. Or maybe it would just make matters worse, and just cause her to tell him to get over it once again. At that point, Cash would have to leave. But he was here now, and free drinks were the only things keeping his ass on that barstool. Maybe he’d just order twenty shots for the hell of it and to dig a nice, big hole in her wallet. At the thought he quickly downed the two shots placed in front of him and ordered two more. It was official. He was gonna get shit faced tonight. At her response, Cash scoffed and rolled his eyes. A comment like that was expected from her. She’d always had a sort of fire to her, something that at one point Cash had valued about her. But now, it was just irritating. I don’t need your compliments. Sarcastic or serious, he replied simply, frowning slightly as he downed another shot. He waved his hand in a circular motion towards the bartender, signaling for him to keep the shots rolling. If they were just going to exchange sarcastic comments with each other then he might as well go ditch her for someone else. He wasn’t in the mood to bicker with her, even though bickering seemed to serve as a bit of a stress reliever, he just wanted to drink. His eyes glanced around the bar at the various faces. Why couldn’t this just be one of those nights where he was here alone, checking out the possible women he could take home. But no, he was stuck here with Roxy. God, he shouldn’t have agreed to this.

Cash watched her ramble on about the events of her day, referring to him as if he were some other guy he didn’t know about. His expression was scornful, having to look away from her in order to keep his cool. She didn’t even know what was really going on here, the real reason why he couldn’t let their breakup go. A battle went on in his mind, whether or not he should actually explain his reasoning for resenting her all this time. Or should he put his plan to sleep with her in motion? Though he didn’t really know how he could turn this all around in his favor. Downing another shot as she questioned him, he peered at her as he slammed the empty glass down. I won’t bore you with the details like you did me. I’m doing just great, he said with a slight shrug. It’s funny y’know. How clueless you are about this whole thing, he began, feeling the warm alcohol running through his veins. Why do you think that I just “can’t get over it”? Use your brain and really think of a reason why, I, Cash Cooper, cannot get over being dumped, he said, his eyebrows raising in mock curiosity as he too leaned himself against the bar to give her his full attention.

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[roxanna]

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she really hoped that he didn't think she was really paying for it because she had no plan to. she was just saying that just to get him to go along with her. he wasn't actually suppose to say yes but he did and now she had another problem. who was gonna pay for this? it wasn't like she didnt have the money, its just she was a bit selfish and didn't want to pay for the both of them. for someone who had money she hated to spend it and it was something that she never understood. now did she think she ever would understand...maybe it was greed but she did nothing to earn that money. her dad was the one who brought home the chedder and all she did was use it when she needed. "lighten up cash, jeez, don't make me regret this because i dont regret shit often and i dont want to start now." she exclaimed in an annoyed tone. she watched as he signaled to the bartender to keep them coming, she hoped he was gonna pay for his little round trip there. "i hope you brought your wallet" she mumbled as she stared at his drinks. "because at this rate, i aint paying for shit" she added with a annoyed look.

she gave him a stern look, letting it be known that she was dead serious about it and if she needed to she would walk out without paying for him. but she had a feeling he would have a snappy comeback that would probably make her fly off the handle or damn near close to it. the girl could tell that her rant was pissing him off because she was use to pissing people off. the locked her arm around his and leaned against him. "whats wrong papa bear" she asked in a fake concerned voice. placing her chin on his shoulder, she looked up at him with her beautiful green eyes. roxy always had this habit of pissing people off but then she'd do something sweet and they wouldn't be mad anymore...at least not as mad as they were at first. "i don't mean to be a bitch, it just happens. i promise i'll play nice." she leaned forward and pressed her lips against his cheek and gave him a kiss. she wasnt exactly sure how he would feel about that but he would let her know. "well at least you've been great." she cooed as she gently rubbed the back of his head before she quickly pulled her hand down. roxy was always a touchy feely kind of girl, it was a blessing and a curse.

she quirked an eyebrow at his next statement about her being clueless about something. clueless about what? well she had always figured that he was just guy who never got played before and when he finally did it bothered him. but she pushed that thought to the side and tried to think of another reason as to why he was acting this way. he was a sophmore, he couldn't have been a virgin...could he. her eyes narrowed again as she shook her head in disagreement. "no way..were you.." she mumbled quietly as she pointed her index finger at him. "were you a virgin?" she asked. her tone somewhat shock and a bit of excitement. he had to have been the first guy that she took that from...as far as she knew. well she wasn't sure if he was a virgin at the time or not, he didn't act like it. or maybe he did and she was just blinded by the simple fact she wanted him. "oh my god.." she shook her head again as she reached over and grabbed one of his shots and downed it. "that's um...that's interesting. why didn't you tell me before that you were a virgin at the time" not that it would've made a difference but at least she would've waited a while before she dumped him. maybe.

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THIS POST WAS MADE FOR CASH/ERICA AND IT IS COMPLETE. IT MEETS ALL THE REQUIREMENTS, WITH SIX HUNDRED AND SEVENTY SEVEN WORDS. THOSE LYRICS AT THE TOP ARE FROM AN ARTIST KNOWN AS NOBODY THE OUTFIT ROXY IS WEARING CAN BE VIEWED HERE I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT -BODY ROLLS-.

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[erica]

i toss and turn, i keep stressin' my mind

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Oh he definitely thought she was going to be paying for his drinks. That’s exactly why he left his wallet at home, minus his ID. Okay well, not really, but that’s what he was going to tell her if she questioned him. He sort of had the same problem when it came to money. Cash had plenty of it but when it came to spending it on anyone or anything other than for himself, he was pretty stingy. But that was just because Cash could be pretty selfish sometimes, well most of the time, and unless he was getting something worth his while in return then don't expect to get any cash from Cash. Lighten up? Like she had the right to tell him to lighten up. A few more drinks and I'll be light as a feather, he muttered, rolling his eyes. At her next statement, Cash's head turned and he looked at her as though she was crazy. Like hell he brought his wallet. She said she'd buy him drinks, well there was no way he was letting her go back on her word. No, I have no money on me, he replied, raising a brow at her. He scoffed at her stern expression. He knew she was serious, but so was he. He wasn't paying for these drinks. I don't give a shit how serious you are. You're paying like you said you would, he informed her, downing yet another shot. Besides, it wasn't like she put a limit on how many drinks he could get so it was her fault for not laying down the rules of her offer. He's lost track of how many he's had, but he was pretty sure it's been about five. Maybe he'd take a short break.

And suddenly he felt her arm hook around his own, which caused him to tense up a bit. His eyebrows furrowed at her words, mostly weirded out by the nickname she'd pulled out of her ass. Don't call me that. Cash looked down at her, his eyes locking with hers for a moment. He mentally cursed himself for getting so involved with her and cursed her captivating eyes. A light groan of annoyance escaped him as he tried to pry himself free from her grip. Come on, get off me, he muttered, though her hold was tight and he didn't feel like ripping his arm away from he with any more force than he was already using. He'd likely end up on the ground if he really tried to free himself. How was it that she could make it so hard for him to hate her? He wanted so badly to just play the game he's played with so many other women and just rip her heart to shreds. It would give him so much satisfaction, but one look in those eyes of hers and he was like a deer caught in headlights. Then BOOM, Cash becomes road kill for her to point and laugh at. Eyes narrowing suspiciously as she leaned forward, Cash was slightly caught off guard when she placed a kiss on his cheek. What's with the damn mood swings? he questioned, watching her as she stroked the back of his head. A chill ran up his spine, causing him to move his head away from her head. Are you on your period or something? he asked, thankful when she removed herself from him. She was driving him crazy in more ways than one. Cash took another drink.

Cash waited, impatiently tapping his fingers against the sides of the empty shot glass that he grasped. When she finally seemed to be catching on, Cash nodded his head slightly. Good job. Gold star for you, he said sarcastically. Yep, he had been a virgin. She was his first sexual encounter as well as his first real heartbreak. And thanks to her, Cash was afraid to get hurt like that again, so he played women like she played him. Cash wasn't the same after that and it was safe to say that she was the main cause of the protective wall he always hid behind. I didn't know how to tell you. Besides, it's not something you just come out and say, especially if your girlfriend happens to be two years older than you, he explained, shrugging slightly. The alcohol in his system had taken away his interest in complaining about his ruined life. Fun was what he needed right now. Now if you'll excuse me...I would like to ditch you for someone with a pulse, he muttered, turning his back to the bar so he could scan the crowd for someone, anyone to take him away from Roxy, away from his feelings for her that seemed to be gradually growing.

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a few more drinks and anyone would be as light as a feather, though for an experienced drinker like herself - it took a lot more these days to get her good and wasted. "sarcasm isn't your best feature mr. cooper" she cooed with a roll of her eyes. cash was probably the only guy that ever talked to her the way they did and seemed to get away with it. he was lucky her brother wasn't here or he would be answering to him but she felt as though cash wouldn't have cared either way. roxanna didn't always need her brother there to save her from an asshole, she was quite capable of looking after herself. so cash's smart remarks didn't bother her in the slightest, plus to be in this business you needed tough skin. "i only said it because i wanted you to come, you were suppose to say no" she replied in an annoyed tone. honestly, if she was that bad he didn't have to come here, he could've told her no and stayed his bitchy ass at home. but no, instead he showed up and decided to be an ass towards her. which sure, she somewhat deserved but they were both young, it wasn't like they would've lasted anyway.

she was two years older than him, which meant that after senior year - they probably would've parted anyway. not saying if she stuck around with him that they would've lasted at all...it was just, ugh she didn't even know what to think. "i say a lot of things, doesn't mean i have to do them.." she exclaimed she grasped one of the shot glasses and brought it to her lips. "especially for a guy who obviously doesn't like me" she was really beginning to regret even suggesting this whole ordeal, when she could be out with people who were her friends and spend time with guys who would buying her the drinks right now. roxy could practically feel the guy stiffen under her touch and she couldn't help but laugh. "fine, but can you do me a favor" it wasn't much of a direct question for him, it was always nice to ask someone something rather than tell them. "relax" the please went unsaid and that word would probably never leave her lips if it had anything to do with cash. she groaned once again as she heard him say something ridiculous..as usual. "im trying to make this easier for the both of us"

"seeing as your soft ass is doing nothing but annoying the hell out of me and making this situation far worse than what it needs to be" she exclaimed as she through the drink back and slamming the empty glass down on the counter. holy shit, she had taken his virginity. way to go, roxanna! which would explain why he hated her so much and also explained why he showed up. they always did say that your first had a piece of you for the rest of your life. she knew he was special from the get go and now everything made sense. "you still could've told me, i may be a bitch at times but im not heartless." she stated with a small nod. "you know, like you said earlier. clearly you were pmsing because you were just flying off the damn handle" she replied as she placed her arms on the bar, leaning against it for support. roxy wasn't planning on apologizing anytime soon, though she also didn't plan on taking him for drinks and look what she was doing. she glanced over at him, her eyes glaring into his. "go ahead if you want, don't expect me to be here when you get back."

she turned to face the bartender and flagged down to get his attention. "this gentleman right here, is gonna go dance for a bit." she cooed with a sly smile. "he's also paying for all these drinks...he's a big spender" giving cash a pat on his back, she shot him a fake smile before she turned to walk away. "his name is cash cooper, don't let him jip you" roxy really didn't need to hear the 'verbal' abuse from him. like she stated earlier, if he wanted to leave then he could leave. no one was stopping him and she sure as hell didn't force him to come. she simply asked and he agreed. the girl wasn't hurt in the slightest, it was just that she had a low tolerance and had a bad temper to match and he was slowly eating away at her patience. so what she needed to do at this point was get as far away from him as possible before she exploded. she didn't know if he was following her nor did she care as she began to weave through people, making her way towards the dancefloor.

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THIS POST WAS MADE FOR CASH/ERICA AND IT IS COMPLETE. IT MEETS ALL THE REQUIREMENTS, WITH SIX HUNDRED AND SEVENTY SEVEN WORDS. THOSE LYRICS AT THE TOP ARE FROM AN ARTIST KNOWN AS NOBODY THE OUTFIT ROXY IS WEARING CAN BE VIEWED HERE I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT there. i did it...(:

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[erica]

i toss and turn, i keep stressin' my mind

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Oh it definitely took him a lot to get absolutely piss drunk. With his partying habits it shouldn’t come as any surprise really. But at the rate he was going right now, he was losing track of how many shots he’s consumed. Fortunately, he was prepared to do anything in his power to keep his wallet where it belonged tonight; in his pocket. Cash chuckled lightly at her comment. Sarcasm might as well have been his first language and for his own sake, he hoped she meant every word of her comment. The less attractive he was to her, the better. And the more of an ass he was to her, the better. Cash was keeping Vince’s words in the back of his mind and there was no way he was going to let himself far for this girl again. One because he knew if he did let that happen, that it would once again only be a one way street. She would toss him quicker than he could even blink and he wasn’t about to fall flat on his face. Not again. Besides, it wouldn’t be worth his time to get emotionally involved right now. Well, sucks for you. Should’ve come up with a back-up plan, he said, shrugging as he downed another shot. Cash knew he was acting like a child tonight, he knew that it was perfectly possible for him to set aside his “hate” for her and actually attempt at having a civil relationship with her. But in the back of his mind, he knew that wouldn’t end well at all. It was much easier to hate and keep his distance. At her next words he scoffed, laughing slightly, almost as if to say she had no idea what was really going on here. Well I say, that you’re paying for every single one of these. So bottoms up, he said lifting yet another shot as if to toast, then downing it in one gulp.

Cash looked at her for a moment as she asked him to relax a bit. He sighed in an annoyed fashion, shoulders lowering as he exhaled, relaxing himself. Happy now? he questioned. He was beginning to regret even agreeing to do this. It was weird for him because for some reason he just couldn’t see himself befriending her for shit. For Cash it was either they were enemies or lovers, there was no in between. He just couldn’t see it happening. The first choice was a lot easier for the both of them, so why couldn’t she just let him hate her and be done with it? Alright alright. I’ll make an attempt at being nice to you. Only because you called me soft. I’m not fucking soft, he said, eyes narrowing at her. Cash couldn’t imagine that she wouldn’t be the least bit upset if she were in his position. It was true, losing your virginity was a big deal and there would always be that sort of attachment to whoever you lose it to. It was like that bonding relationship between a mother and child. Even if you didn’t want the baby, if you planned on putting it up for adoption there would be that immediate connection with it, making such a decision extremely hard. It was annoying, and he wished that he could just let go and figuratively speaking, put Roxanna up for adoption. Well believe it or not, but it was slightly embarrassing. So just shut up about it, he growled, frowning a bit. Cash then shrugged. Whatever, you’re paying so it doesn’t mat-- he was beginning to slide down from the stool when she addressed the bartender, causing him to turn back to the bar. Cash shook his head, waving his hand slightly in front of the guy’s face. No no no no no, that’s not happening. I’m not paying for jack shit, you understand me?

His eyes glanced in Roxy’s direction as she began to walk away. You will not bill me for this, got it? I’ll kill you, sir, he pointed a finger at the man, eyes narrowed. The word ‘sir’ used in the most disrespectful tone possible, Cash gave him one last look, the bartender raising his hands in defense and slight confusion as he moved on to serve other customers, before going after Roxy. Hey, he said, reaching out to grasp her arm. At least pay for half. You owe me that much, he said. Cut me some slack and I’ll stop being such a dick. Deal? Though he couldn’t promise that he’d be a complete angel towards her. But he was capable of being a little bit nicer.

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TAGGED FOR ROXANNA SWAGGER/ALEXAAA. THIS POST IS COMPLETE WITH A RESOUNDING 778 WORDS. CASH IS LOOKING MIGHTY FINE TODAY. THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY THE PWNFUL ERICA. OH HEY LISTEN UP, I GOT SHIT TO SAY YAYAYAY.
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