Last Desire 7
A/N: I know I maybe just a tad bit evil but what can
I say? It just makes me, well me!
Disclaimer: You know this by now, I
don't own it. I made Roxy up! AT the request of my friend, I am writing: I do
not own Brock 'Freaky body'
Lesner.
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"Wait,
your not mad not even a little bit." Roxy said looking at Rob
nervously.
"Why would I be?" Rob said sincerely looking at
her.
"But I thought you would give me this lecture about being
responsible and that I wasn't being responsible cause of what happened." Roxy
said sighing in relief.
"But it wasn't your fault." Rob said
puzzled.
"Yea it is partly my fault, it takes two." Roxy
explained.
"We all wish you the best of luck." Rob smirked.
"I'm
just so scared." Roxy admitted.
"Hey, maybe you won't need the neck
surgery." Rob said trying to lift her spirit.
"Pardon?" Roxy
questioned.
"Yea, Vince told me that you hurt your neck and you need
awhile off to recover." Rob told her.
'That man is a saint.' Roxy thought
with relief.
"Oh yea, I'm sure I'll be ok." Roxy said deciding to go
along with what he was explaining to her.
"We need to tell him, now."
Roxy said walking back and forth in her hotel room. She was using her cell phone
to call Brock.
"What's wrong?" Brock asked.
"I lied to my brother,
again. But this time I feel guilty." Roxy sighed. "I already told Tommy. But
haven't told anyone else. Vince told everyone that I'm having neck
problems."
"You want me to talk to him?" Brock offered.
"No, I
just won't tell him, maybe he won't even notice." Roxy concluded. "I know stupid
choice. Just so you know, I blame you and Tommy for this."
"Why?" Brock
asked.
"Because I can and I will, this is all your fault and you know
it." Roxy growled.
"I can't believe she's already starting with the mood
swings." Brock grumbled pulling phone away slightly so she couldn't hear
her.
"Just so you know I heard that." Roxy shouted. "This is serious,
what are we going to do?"
"I want you to come and travel with Smackdown
so you can be with me." Brock suggested.
"So now I have top tell Rob. Let
me call you back, I'm going to go tell him now to get this over with." Roxy said
hanging her phone up. "I am so toast." She took one final deep breath before she
headed over to Rob's room.
"Rob we need to talk." Roxy said as she banged
on the door. Within a few seconds Rob opened the door and let her
in.
"What's the matter?" Rob asked looking at her concerned
face.
"This is not going to be easy for me to say but this is all Tommy's
fault." Roxy explained.
"What did he do?" Rob asked raising an
eyebrow.
"Well, I few months ago he kinda gave me an explanation on sex,
since nobody really explained it to me and now I'm two months pregnant." Roxy
said running her words together really quick.
"He what?!" Rob
yelled.
'Oh crap.' Roxy thought as Rob got up and walked out the hotel
room and down the hall.
"Robbie, what are you doing?" Roxy asked as she
followed him down the hall. He stopped at Tommy's door and basically knocked it
down. She watched horrified as her brother literally choked the life out of her
friend. "Rob what the heck do you think your doing?"
"Oh, don't worry
your next. First you went to him for sex advice and then you sleep with him."
Rob screamed as he shook Tommy.
"You moron I didn't sleep with Tommy, no
way in hell would I ever." Roxy yelled. "And let him go before you kill him!" At
her words Rob dropped Tommy to the ground.
"You mean you and Brock!" Rob
screamed looking pale.
"Yes, I'm two moths pregnant." Roxy said taking in
a deep breath.
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MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I
am so evil! HA! He knows, oh he knows! RREAD & REVIEW. Maybe I'll have the
next chapter up on Sunday!
Hasta la
bye-bye
Meggie-muffin