| "Damnit Alex, tell me right now why you care so freaking much if I'm with him." Roxanne stood motionless in front of Alex, her arms crossed over her chest, her face frozen in an annoyed pout. Alex shifted in his spot, glancing around the concourse of the arena at the sea of people in red, white and yellow hockey jerseys. "He's not right for you," was Alex's answer. He was frustrated to no end with the stubbornness Roxie was showing him, but hell if he showed it. He remained calm and collected in her presense, not letting on that the fact that every time she was out with Joey, every time she held his hand, every time she cuddled in closer to his side, every time she kissed him, that he was jealous. A flash of anger and frustration flew through Roxie's chocolate colored eyes. "That is bullshit and we both know it," Roxie said in a low voice, trying not to attract too much attention to herself. "How in the hell do you know that he's not right for me? And define the word right while you're at it." "Roxie, you're gonna get hurt-" "Let me tell you one thing Alex," Roxie interrupted. "You don't know jack shit about my relationship with Joey. If he hurts me, then he'll be hurt in the process. And I highly doubt he'll be hurting me anytime soon. Do you have any idea how many times he's told me that he loves me?" "Do you have any idea how many lines he's fed you through the year that you've known him?" Alex replied, trying to keep his temper at a minimum. "And like I said, you don't know jack shit about our relationship," Roxie spat back at him angrily, her voice slowly rising. "If you know half of the things he's told me, you... I don't know what you'd be doing. You wouldn't be questioning me about him constantly, that's what you would be doing." Alex rolled his eyes. "Care to enlighten me, then? Just what kind of bullshit has he been feeding you?" "I don't feed anybody bullshit." Alex looked over Roxie's shoulder to see Joey approaching the two. "Oh you don't?" Alex asked, crossing his arms over his chest. "Then care to tell me what you've been telling Roxie?" "First off, that's none of your concern," Joey said, putting his arm around Roxie's shoulders. "What Roxie and I do when we're alone is absolutely none of your business, and I don't feel the need to explain myself every time I'm around her. Just because I'm not here doesn't mean that you have the right to question her, because she's sure as hell not gonna tell you what we do in our spare time." Alex's temper flared. "So what exactly do you do when you're alone, hum?" He looked from Joey to Roxie and back. "If you two... I swear..." "You swear what, Alex?" Roxie asked. She had a confused look on her face. "Alex, why are you so concerned with our relationship?" "I thought you didn't have a relationship!" Alex exclaimed. "I thought you were just friends!" Joey snorted. "A blind man could see that we've been more than just friends since we met." He let go of Roxie's shoulders and took a step toward Alex. "Rox, why don't you go and talk to Rich, he's sitting in Section 106 in his mom's season tickets with Annie. Alex and I have to have a little talk." Roxie hesitated before saying anything. "Joey, I don't know-" "Rox, I'll be fine. Just go and talk to Rich before the second period, and go back to the seats. I'll be there soon." Roxie bit her lip, but gave no form of protest as she turned and walked toward Section 106. She knew she couldn't change Joey's mind once it was made up. Joey watched her walk away, and began talking before Alex could get a word out. "You have absolutely no idea how much she means to me. Nobody does. Not even she knows how much she means to me. God knows I've tried my damndest to tell her before, but she still has no idea. If anything ever happened to her, I don't know what I would do. That girl means more to me than anyone will ever know. She means the world to me. If I ever lost her, I honestly don't know what I would do with myself. I know very well that I don't deserve her, and only God knows why she's with me after everything that we've been through and after everything that I put her through, but I'm not questioning it. I'm sick of lying to her and everyone else about how much I love her. And yes, I do love her. I would gladly give up anything to make her happy. I don't show it all the time because I'm absolutely terrified of what might happen if I do show it. But I'm sick of hiding it from everyone. And that's gonna stop now. And if you have any problems with me being with her, then tell me right now, and we'll settle them." Alex stood silently, soaking in everything Joey had just rambled. He was being genuine, he could tell. For once in the three years Alex had known him, Joey wasn't trying to play someone. "I don't have a problem with it. As long as you don't hurt her," Alex said carefully. "Because if you do hurt her, I will be forced to hurt you and you know it." "If I hurt her, then I'll hand you the hockey stick to break over my head," Joey said, turning to meet Roxie at their seats. "I'll remember that." "I bet you will." Joey paused. "You like her, don't you?" "Am I that transparent?" Alex asked, shrugging. "Yeah." Alex laughed halfheartedly. "Well, it's just a crush. Don't worry about it. Just don't hurt her." "I won't." |
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