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Warrior Mermaid by Red Roxxx

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Vegetal Mermaid by  Red Roxxx

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ROXANNE

A/N: So, I have been hearing this song every where and ending up downloading when I got an idea for this one shot. I think I saw a one shot by @hearteyes-for-killmonger​ (I could be wrong though. It was so long ago.) where Erik raced a woman but this is nothing like that. I was just inspired by the racing idea. 

Warning: nothing...I don’t think.

Song Recommendation: ROXANNE - Arizona Zervas

Word Count: 1685

It was a very chill, basic night and Erik was of course in his flashy all matte black Jaguar. He was playing music from the late and great TuPac, bopping his head. Erik was stuck at home but decided to go out for a drive and maybe pull up to the Mexican Food spot.

He was stuck at a red light when a Lambo, all gold pulled up beside him on his left. He was giving the gentleman his props in his head since he couldn’t see pass the other car’s tinted windows. The other driver looked over at Erik as their freshly manicured hands gripped the wheel, revving up their engine.

“This nigga don’t know who he dealing with”, Erik chuckled as he did the same. As the green light flashed, they were off. They both maneuvered through traffic with ease and Erik had to admit he was impressed; Erik took a look at the driver’s license plate and read ROXXX. The other driver spun in a circle making them drive backwards as the top went down and what Erik saw surprised him even more. It was a brown skin woman with auburn hair, blow dried curls with a pair of cute cheeks, and full glossed lips and dimples.

The woman winked as she spun back around, driving ahead of Erik. Erik smirked slyly and caught; up checking her out more before they both stopped at the light. He leaned out his window on his arms and said “what you know about driving like that, little one?” She looked at him as her hands were 10 and 2, looked at him with lustful brown eyes and said “way more than you pretty boy.”

Erik smirked as they still waited; eyes on the lights. He spoke out loud and said “you should give me your number. So we can race again sometime.” She shook her head and said ”only if you beat me. Where ya heading to?”

“The Mexican food joint up the way.”

“Rosa’s?”

“Yeah.”

“Aight, if I win, you gotta pay for my food and I don’t give you my number.”

“What if I win?”

She giggled as she smiled and said “that’s if ya beat me, handsome.” She drove past him and he eventually caught up. They were neck and neck when he looked over at her. The street lights flowed against her exposed arms which were covered in numerous tattoos and look as if she was nude. Her eyes were on the street ahead in the zone when she turned left so he turned right. Erik couldn’t help but think about Roxxx. He barely knew her but wanted to get to at least. Her style in cars and driving techniques were phenomenal and he wanted to just pick her brain. How can a beautiful woman like that be so good at driving? I mean it was 2020 and woman could do anything men did but maybe even better. He also wondered what else she can ride.

Erik pulled up to the spot and noticed her car wasn’t around. He shook his head as he thought she left him hanging. He stepped out of his car fixing his tossed locs and Levi jeans with crisp white tee and all white Adidas. “Finally you got here”, he heard from across the street. There she stood, leaning on her car with arms and ankles crossed. Her shapely figure was covered by a white tube top, a pair of jean shorts and white Converse. Her thigh was home for a panther tattoo and cheetah print on her opposite calf. She threw her sunglasses behind her in the car and began walking towards him across the street.

It seemed as if they were in slow motion because he watched as the bounce in her thighs, chest and hair reflected the headlights of the cars who had stopped. He stood smirking to himself once she got onto the curb. He looked down at her small physique and said “you are a little one, huh?” She looked away smirking then back to him and said “at least I didn’t lose, big man. You own me some tacos.” She walked past and he got the perfect view of her behind. He bit his lip but heard “ya comin’ or you just gonna stare at my ass the whole time, chief?” Roxxx turned to him slightly until he started walking.

  There they stood, side by side looking up at the menu. Erik looked at the 5’6 ½ woman and noticed her beautiful round face as she paid him no mind. She tucked her hair behind her ear and showed off her dagger tattoo on her neck right behind the ear. “Gah damn, this girl is fine as hell. Look at her all bronze and flawless and shit. It was worth losing to her. She probably make a nigga bow down to her Shit, I’m wit it”, he thought to himself. She looked down at her nails and around until she saw Erik who now looked at the menu. ”Hm, damn he is good looking as fuck. He can dress, keeps his nails clean. I don’t see ring on his finger. Look like he can break backs, necks and hearts if he wanted too. Beard full and I know he got a big d-“, she thought but was interrupted by the cashier. “Yeah, my bad. I want four tacos, with everything, carne asada and green chile salsa on the side. Oh and a large pina colada slushie.”

“I’ll get a wet chicken burrito, no beans, extra meat and cheese and salsa on the side with a root beer”, said Erik as he pulled out a roll of money from his pocket. “That will be $24.94” said the man in a think Spanish accent; Erik handed him the exact amount and they grabbed their drinks. She led the way out to the side tables and said on the bench; he sat beside her. “So, who taught you how to drive”, he asked sipping his drink. Roxxx sipped from hers and said “my god mom. She was racer while I was growing up until she got ill. She still around but she ain’t racing no more. What about you?”

“My damn self. I grew up by myself”, Erik said matter of factually. Roxxx pulled her straw in and out and she stirred her drink as he watched. “What’s her name”, she asked and Erik got confused until she said “ya car. What’s her name?” He chuckled and said “you asking my car name but not mine?” She rolled her eyes and looked at him. “Fine, what is yours then?”

“Erik but everyone call me Killmonger.”

“Killmonger? Like the ex vet?” He looked at her with a rose brow and asked “how you know that?”

“You cool with my god brother, D’Angelo. The dark skin with the dark hair and gap in between his teeth.” Erik smiled and said “awe shit. Yeah, I am. We go way back.” Roxxx nodded and said “yeah, I know. I mean you and I never met because I moved around a lot but D used to talk about you a lot until…”, Roxxx stopped at the memory of seeing her late brother murdered in front of his home. She still remembered the new reports saying how he was a blood but that was all fake news. D’Angelo was just a video game nerd who never held a gun outside of GTA. She missed him a lot but the tears wouldn’t bring him back. Erik nodded and said “yeah, I remember when his girl told me. I’m sorry for that.”

“Don’t be. Shit happens. D’Angelo actually thought convinced me into get Goldie over there. That’s was his name for her but I thought it was a cheesy name so I named him Angel”, she sipped her drink with a small smile and he did the same. “So, what you do”, he asked and she told him “nothing much. I race every once a week for tons of money. I usually get top three and get at least 200,000 for a race.” Erik nodded and said “that’s a shit ton of money.” She giggled and said “that’s why I do it, Killmonger.” They smiled at one another and soon ate when the employee came out. They talked more and after they ate, they did more. “So, you telling me Love and Basketball is wack”, Erik asked and Roxxx nodded. “It would still be good if they didn’t outplay that shit on BET.” Erik chuckled as they dapped one another and Roxxx watched him. “Does your girl watch it”, she asked making Erik smile. “I don’t got one.”

“Why ya lying” I know you got plenty of women on ya dick, 24/7.”

“Nah, I ain’t feeling it. What about you? With how ya looking, I know you got niggas drooling when you come their way.” She smirked and said “nah, I just let ‘em drool.” They began walking towards his car and stood there for a couple of seconds. “Thanks for the food. I’ll check ya around”, she said about to walk away but Erik pulled her back gently to him. “So, you ain’t gonna give me ya number”, he asked and she shook her head. He pressed his tongue against his cheek shaking his head and she smiled. “But I’ll take yours.” She pulled out her phone, unlocked it and handed it to him so he can put his number in. She looked down at the number and texted it with a car emoji. She shook his hand slowly and said “good night, Killmonger.” “Good night, Roxxx.” She saluted him and went to her car getting in and he followed; he realized something as she pulled away and followed behind. Both stopped side by side at a red light and he hollered “you never told me ya name.” She smiled, looked over and said “my name is Roxanne.” The both smirked at one another as she drove off heading home, leaving him with nothing but hope to see her again.

*𝕋𝔸𝔾𝔾𝔼𝔻 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼𝕊*

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ROXANNE: Chapter Two

 A/N: Y’all won. Y’all got another series out of me. Happy? Anyways, here in the second chapter of ROXANNE. In this chapter, Erik gets to see Roxanne in action and they get to know each other a little better.

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WARNING: Street racing, weaponry, drinking, smoking and gambling with cursing. Also, I used Google Translate so dialogue may not be accurate and the English translation is in bolded.

SONG RECOMMENDATION: The Box by Roddy Ricch

WORD COUNT: 4660

“RayRay, where my Nikes at, cuh”, Roxxx hollered down her hall of the one story home as Nipsey Hussle’s Question #1 played loudly. She wore her natural red hair in a high puff with curls tucked behind her ear. RayRay was in his room smoking a blunt and playing Call of Duty on PS4. The air was filled with the smoke making it gush under the door. Roxxx knocked on her little god brother’s door loudly. “RayRay, you seen my Nikes around here?”

“Which ones?”

“Negro, the one with the baby blue drip on the check sign. You already know what day it is, bro.”

“Nah, I ain’t see em. Sorry, sis”, he said in a nonchalant tone. Roxxx smacked her lips as she folded her arms. “Muthfucka, yo hood rat ass bitch better not have them or I’m rippin’ her fucking spine out that loose ass pussy of hers. And I know it’s loose because whenever y’all fuck, all I can hear is air and shit.” RayRay rolled his eyes still looking at the game and said “check the backdoor.” Roxxx placed her hands on her hips and said “why would they be there?” All of a sudden, a 6’2 sixteen year old with a goatee opened the door with a white shirt and basketball shorts on stood there. His hair was short and tapered around with bleached tips. “Because you asked me to wash them for you along with ya other sneakers, remember”, he said before pointing to the back door. There were her sneakers she had been looking for all day and more. Roxxx looked up at her brother as he smiled and said “don’t make me smack you.” She pulled him by his shirt to kiss his forehead and push it back. “Thanks, cuh. I’m about to head out to handle some business but I want you to look out for my package. I got some more sneakers and paint coming in. You know what to do when it hits the porch.”

  Roxxx gave RayRay dap and went back to her room to finish getting ready. She fluffed out hair before putting half up with curls by in front of her brows. She filled in her brows with her Fenty brow pencil and glossed her lips from the same line of cosmetics. She placed on her baby blue halter top with matching biker shorts and fanny pack, pushing it to the back. She stood in the full length mirror admiring the fit and her curves. She grabbed her money, gloss, and license in her fanny pack before putting her Swiss army knife in her tube sock. Roxxx stepped into her sneakers and her small leather bag before knocking on Ray’s door and leaving.

  Roxxx hopped in her Angel and fixed her hoop earrings. She drove through the Baldwin Hill streets and made her way to the local hang out for her street team, the Jungles. Every Sunday was the time to meet and talk about where to meet for and after the races. Also it was how she got her pay without any one trying to take her out in the process. She pulled up into the parking lot and noticed all the flashy cars, smiling to herself. She was the only woman in the group which meant she had to prove her title of the triple threat; Sexy, Smart and Speed racer. She was also one of the youngest at twenty six years old which meant people would try to get in her but she was too smart for that.

  One man with onyx skin looked her way. He had gold caps on his teeth, with all black on and fade haircut. “There she is. What it do, little sis”, he said with his arms out to the side and smile on his face. She hugged and they did their own handshake/salute. “What up, Chi? What’s the move for today?” They walked back to the group and she gave the others dap. “Nothing, really. But it’s time for y’all pay day. First up, Roxxx. You did well, girl. Proud of you as always. Minus my cut, you got a cool 450 thou.” He handed her stack of money and she placed the rolls in her bag. Chiron looked over at Deeno and said “aight, bruh. You and I already talked so you know how I feel about you placing 3rd, so you only get $45,000.” He handed the brown skin man the money, watching him stuff it in his duffle bag. After he gave everyone their cut, Roxxx began to speak. “Aight, y’all. Go ahead and handle y’all business and make ya way to my place.” Chiron added “and bring whatever y’all need. We gonna be there for a while.”

“Yeah, I gotta make sure y’all muthafuckas don’t embarrass me”, she said laughing.

 It was a basic Thursday afternoon when Erik was at the gym. He was working on his chest and triceps while wearing only black sweats and an old pair of off white Chuck Taylors. His scattered keloids always drew attention but he didn’t care; he was simply just say “keep staring and you’ll become one.” He stared at his reflection watching all the veins push up under his chestnut skin, muscles flexing.

  He began to do a few sets of sit ups to further chisel his abs as he gained the attention of a few women but he made them no mind. As he stood, to drink his water he couldn’t help but think of Roxanne. That woman was like no other. She lived life to the fullest, independent with an intriguing taste in cars. He wiped the sweat from his lip, just thinking about her made him get hotter every second; he had to focus so he can finish his last set.

  He stepped away from the machine with Bluetooth headphones in about to change the song but his fingertips had another idea. His thumb hovered over the car text from Roxxx. They had met last Saturday night but something was stopping him from texting her. He looked to the text again and leaned against the machine.

Across town, Roxxx was there on the porch of her one story home with surrounded by the other racers. They all sat around her as she had Deeno in between her thighs, braiding his hair in neat cornrows. She had a blunt hanging from her lips before passing it around.

“Alright, y’all. As we all know, tomorrow night is like any other. So, we got a bunch muthafuckas who sneak dissin and I ain’t with that shit at all so it’s time to put their money where they mouth is”, said Chiron in a serious tone. He looked around as licked his gold caps and continued. “Y’all already know the line up. Deeno, Big Tim, Justin and of course Roxxx”. Roxxx nodded her as she continued braiding.

“So, Chi. Where the meet up at? Is it still at the bridge in Inglewood?” Chiron nodded his head while smoking his blunt and said “these old cliche ass muthafuckas. Think this is Grand Theft Auto or something.” The group laughed as Roxxx shook her head. Before she knew it, her phone vibrated against her thigh. She looked down to see the text and rolled her eyes with a smile. She finished up the last braid on Deeno’s head.

Back at the gym, Erik was busy doing his chest press when the sound of his ringer went off. He placed the 300 lb bar back and sat up, picking up his phone to respond. Deeno tilted his head towards his teammate and rolled his eyes as she giggled at the screen. Erik stared at the text with a smirk and found himself typing.

    Roxanne placed her phone back down on the porch as she finished up Deeno’s last twist. She pushed at his shoulders for him to get up and Chi replaced his spot. As he sat, he stated how her phone was being blown up. She began cutting his hair, clippers and bent down in front where the member can see her thick bottom; Chiron noticed and gave them all a dirty look. “Don’t trip. It’s a dude that I met while racing.” The men all stopped and Justin asked “yo ass talkin’ to the competition”.

“Nigga, no. The fuck I look like trying to get wit them weak ass niggas. What y’all think I am? Some street car ass hoe”, she looked to them as she lined up the back of his head. They all said their nos except for Deeno...of course. “I mean I wouldn’t be surprised. Probably why you always winning.” Justin looked to Chiron and Roxxx shaking his head. Roxanne cracked her hand as she turned the clippers off to hand them to Chiron. “What did you just say”, she asked slowly walking to him and she stood in front of him.

“Man, don’t be like that Roxxx. I’m playin’ with yo cry baby ass.”

“Nah, it sounds like you got a problem because ya ass don’t know the difference between the gas pedal and brake.”

  Justin snickered but seized when he noticed Deeno looking at him. Deeno looked at her up and down and said “you lucky you a female because if you wasn’t-.” All of a sudden, Roxxx pulled out the glock she had hidden from the back of her waist band, holding it under chin while pulling his head back; they were eye to eye. “What ya gonna do, D, hmm? Beat me up like a nigga? We all know ya punk ass can’t fight for shit, cuh. You see the difference between you and I are, is that you all bark and no bite while I can talk the talk, walk the walk, and still kick a nigga’s ass or two. I can back up my shit talking and you can’t. How come I’m the only bitch in the group but got bigger balls than you?”

   Chiron nodded his head while drinking his Henny, watching and smiling. Roxxx made her way back to Chi with the gun still in her hand but stopped when he heard “yo ass wouldn’t shoot me no way.” Roxxx held the gun pointed to his, pulled the trigger making him flinch but he then realized, when he heard the click, the safety was on. Tim shook his head, chuckling and said “ol’ scary ass. You know Roxxx wouldn’t hurt her fam. She too sweet on us. She rather shoot niggas who fuck with us.” Roxxx gave her big brother, Tim, dap and went back to cutting Chi’s hair when she decided to check her messages.

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SATURDAY NIGHT

  Erik pulled up in his camouflage joggers, jean jacket, white tee and white All Stars when he noticed all the edgy yet expensive automobiles parked around; they even made his Jaguar look like a busted 2002 Nissan Altima. He also noticed the sea of people that stood around smoking, drinking and placing bets with huge wads of money. He looked around to see if he can spot Roxxx but she was nowhere in sight; he stood with the crowd as they all heard the siren on a megaphone go off.

There stood an albino woman who had a big, black fro, dark brows with slits in both and freckles. She wore a yellow jumpsuit with black combat boots and a matching leather jacket. “Good evening, everyone! And welcome to the best muthafucka night ever made. IT’S-“

“BET NIGHT”, the crowd, beside Erik, screamed before barking like dogs then seizing when she held her hand up. “Now, before we get started just know the rules. There is no rules except for no crashing into each other.”

Everyone cheered and she began to announce the racers. A few racers later, Mickey said “aight, this young lady come from the Jungle. Coming straight out of Inglewood, give it up for Roxxx a.k.a Lion Babe.” Roxxx drove her Lambo slowly as the guys followed behind on foot. She stepped out of her car standing and looking at the huge crowd; it looked as if she had on golden cat eye contacts. Her hair was blown out with braids on one side of her head going into the puff. She wore a white halter top, blue and black plaid shirt around her waist and black biker shorts. She also had on her white Air Force ones with the check sign dripping blue.

Erik clapped for her slowly as she flashed her golden fangs to the crowd once she used her pinkies to hold her bottom lip down. They chanted her name as the competitors all huddled up for the course plan. Chi looked over at Erik who watched and rose his brow once he noticed she was being watched. Chi leaned into Roxxx’s ear and said “we being watched, Roxxx.” She looked up at him to see his head tilted towards Erik.

Roxxx nodded at Erik and leaned onto Chi’s solid chest and whispered. “Don’t trip. He cool. That’s the same dude from night’s ago that I raced. Seems chill.” Chi nodded once as the huddled separated. Roxxx made her way over with hands in her pockets, standing in front of Erik. “I see ya found the spot.” She looked him up and down with a grin saying “ya look good.”

 “You do too”, Erik grinned back until he saw the group of men approaching them. All dark skin, tall and intimidating but to Erik; Roxanne liked that. She cleared her throat and said “Erik, these are my bros. Chiron, Tim, Deeno, and Justin. We all known each other for a while. They knew D’Angelo before he got murdered.” They all made a cross while closing their eyes and looked back at him. Erik nodded to them and said “nice to meet y’all, man. D and I went to school together. He was cool people.” They all nodded until Chi said “alright, Roxxx. The cameras are all set up and we got ya on mic so we can see ya feeling.” 

  Tim passed around the Henny bottle and Roxanne took an extremely long sip of it before passing it to Deeno; Erik was impressed. Roxanne did her salute to the group and made her way to the car, getting in and buckling up. The drivers began to take their places as Mickey took hers, holding the long yellow flag in the air. Everyone revved up their engines as they waited. Roxanne looked over at her group who nodded at her then she looked over to the cross dangling from the review mirror and finally at the pictures on her dash board.

   One had a smaller girl, about four in a fluffy dress and a pair of afro puffs her hair color. But that wasn’t the only person in the picture; there were two others. An older man held her left hand, with dark skin and a wide smile. His hair was in ginger toned dreads and the same cross was on his chain. The other child’s hand was held in the hand of a curvaceous woman. She was a plus size beauty with a huge fro that covered her forehead and she also wore a white smile; Roxanne smiled remembering them and kissed her fingers to place over their faces. She looked to the the other side and saw the huge faces she and a younger man wore. They were at the community pool after playing in the water all day; they were at least eighteen and a half in that picture. “This is for you, D’Angelo. Let’s get first place in this one, baby boy.” Her face harden as she watched the flag move in slow motion while she said her prayer.

“Your love and faithfulness, 

along with Your goodness and mercy, 

surround me daily, 

so I will not fear whatever might come against me. 

My trust is in You, God, 

and I give thanks to You for Your love and protection. In Jesus' name, 

Amen. Grant, O Lord, 

thy protection and in protection, strength.”

   The flag flowed and the race was off. Mickey watched as they were off and ran to the guys, crouching beside Chiron. “She looking good tonight”, she said and Chi agreed Erik watched Roxanne’s camera to see how she was doing, she was passing all of them up. “Roxxx, how you doing”, Tim asked and she responded. “Good so far. This muthafucka from the latin gang is on my ass though, bruh. Look like he tryna crash into me”, she sound a tad frustrated but couldn’t let it show. Justin shook his head and said “yeah, one of them niggas tried to get me during the bike race. They grimy as hell, man, but you got this shit, Roxxx.”

   The camera on her face showed her smile with the fangs and it made Erik smirk a tad. Roxanne began maneuvering in  moves that the other guys couldn’t catch on to. All she could hear was her God Mother’s voice saying, “keep it clean, baby girl, but make them fall.” She did just that as she turned a sharp turn on the course. Mickey hollered and said “so far, The Latin kings are last with Money Talks at fourth, Elm Street in Third and The Jungle in second and Crenshaw in first.” The crowd roared in cheer with a mixture of curses from people they were slowly losing their money.

   Roxanne kept her hands still when she heard the announcement as she kept her eyes on the winner so far. He was a few cars away but that wouldn’t stop Roxxx from getting to him. “Mickey, you gonna be saying The Jungle in first in a sec, love.” She began moving in between cars at ease and, right when the light turned red, she drove through traffic, losing the others. She was about to pat herself on the back when she heard the police driving behind the winning car. “Shit, you gotta get outta there before 12 call they niggas in”, Chi said. She had to make a move and make it fast. 

  That’s when Erik saw an alley coming into view. “Roxanne, take the alley. They won’t find ya in there and it’s on course. Take that and you would remain in the lead”, he said as he pointed at the screen. She took his advice and began driving back on to the course, in a different route. Chi looked to Erik and nodded before he went back to the screen. “Erik, how did you know that would work,” she asked and he said “trust me, I have had my share of hiding from the pigs”; that made her laugh. Before she knew she was back on course and ahead of the other drivers; they all soon pulled back in to the meet up at the Bridge and they crowd went off. Mickey grabbed her megaphone and said “THE WINNER IS ROXXX”; the crowd cheered but the Latin Kings were upset. “Man, fuck this! She cheated!” Mickey rolled her eyes and said “ok, how did she cheat?”

“The nigga with the dreads told her where to go.”

   The Jungle group looked to the other and said “man, fuck outta here. Every muthafucka in dis bitch help one another for one and two, you better be careful with that word”, Tim said wrapping his arm around Roxanne’s shoulders. One of the girlfriends from the rival team said “no, eso no es justo. Esa perra hizo trampa y todos lo sabemos. Probablemente esté chupando todas estas pollas negras y le dejaron ganar el culo. (No, that ain't fair. That bitch cheated and we all know it. She probably sucking all these niggas’ dicks and they let her ass win.)” Chiron looked to Roxanne who cracked her neck slowly walking to the group as the others watched. Roxanne stood in front of the girl with her knife in hand, slowly waving it as she said “en primer lugar, mi nombre es Roxxx. No perra En segundo lugar, no hice trampa porque ese callejón estaba en el camino y tercero, si escucho a alguno de ustedes decir nigga nuevamente, cortaré una herida tan profunda en su garganta, cualquier hombre que ponga su polla en su boca tendrá La mejor experiencia de garganta profunda que hayan tenido en su vida (First off, my name is Roxxx. Not bitch. Second, I did not cheat because that alley was on the course and third, if I hear any of y'all say nigga again, I will cut a gash so deep in your throat, any man who puts his dick in ya mouth will have the ultimate deep throat fuck experience they ever had in their life)”. Roxanne used her blade to cut a huge chunk of the girl’s hair with just the blade itself and that made the girl cry. 

   The crowd chuckled as the losing team left and everyone congratulated all the competitors; that was the ending. Roxanne looked to Erik as Chi talked to the other men. “What you doing now”, he asked and she shrugged. “We usually go out to our hang out spot and eat. You can come if you want. That’s if ya don’t have a dick appointment waiting for you.” Erik chuckled with his hands in pockets and said “nah, beautiful. I’m free tonight.” She rolled her eyes, smirking before they all met up at the diner.

   At the diner the guys all sat at one booth while Roxanne and Erik shared another. She sat across from him with her contacts out, back to their original oak wood color. Her eyes were on the menu but Erik’s were on her. Noticing how her plump, glossed lips looked in the dim light. He couldn’t help but to stare. Even if he tried to keep them away, they always fell back to her.  “Do you always like staring”, Roxanne said still looking at her menu. Erik’s eyes went for his and back to her face to see that she was looking at him. “Nah, you had something on your face.” She laughed once saying “I had something on my face?”

“Yeah, it’s gone now.” She rolled her eyes with a smirk as she folded her hands on the table and said “must have been real interesting because you were surely staring for a while, Erik.” Erik placed his menu down, still looking at her and said “it still is interesting.” Roxxx licked the inside of her cheek to hide the blush she gave. “Such a charmer, I see. I bet ya make females panties drop, huh?” She closed her menu and placed it to the side. Erik rested his arms on the booth and leaned back. “Not saying. Just know that no one claiming and neither am I.” She placed her leg on the booth and leaned her back onto the wall. Erik bit his lip as she looked at her and asked “why you single, hm? No niggas wanna be with someone as beautiful as you?”

“Because I don’t need a nigga”, she side eyed him and went back to her phone. Erik chuckled nervously, saying “I didn’t make you mad, did I?”; she shook her head. “Nah, I get that question a lot. But I just ain’t looking at the moment.” He nodded as the waitress came to their table with fries as their appetizers and took their order. “Can I get pastrami burger, well done with grilled onion and a lemonade with onion ring on the side, please”, Roxanne ordered after handing her the menu. “Sure, doll. And what can I get for you handsome”, the waitress asked Erik; Roxanne smiled while biting her bottom lip and shaking her head slowly. 

   Erik told her “I wanna get the breakfast special, steak medium rare, with wheat toast, scrambled cheese eggs, grits on the side and hash browns as well” before handing her the menu to her with a wink and smiled to the side. Once they lady walked away with heat rushing to her unknown place, Roxanne held a hand to her ear. “Do you hear that”, she motioned her hand going down and said “panties dropping.” Erik threw his napkin at her as she laughed. 

   Their food came out minutes later and he asked “so, where ya from? When you talk, I hear a slight accent in there.” She looked up at as she cut her burger in half and looked back at her plate. “You are very curious person.” He ate a piece of his steak and said “nah, just very observant.” She bit into her burger when she felt the other guys watching them as they ate. She sipped her drink and said “Jamaican. But I was born out here.” Erik can tell something was wrong when she looked around and saw that her leg was shaking a little. “Roxanne, you good”, Chi asked once he stood by the booth; she nodded and he said “Aight, I’m finna go finish this blunt with Tim outside.” Deeno and Justin watched from across the way and Roxanne felt all eyes on her as she ate. She cleared her throat before asking “so, Erik... why ya nickname Killmonger?”

  Erik looked up at her and saw that she was looking at him as she ate. “Well, that was my code name in the army. One of the boys at the platoon gave me the name. It was a joke a first because I would be getting all types of goo goo eyes from the ladies anywhere we went but then it became more.”

“What you mean?”

  Erik looked at the guys then at her and finally said “I killed a lot of people. Innocent or not, they were gone. You see every mark on me”, he asked and she leaned back, nodding. “Well, they are basically a mark for each person I murdered.” Her eyes looked over his arms and part of his chest that showed. Erik watched as her fingers got closer to his hand. “Can I touch them”, she asked with curious eyes; he nodded and her fingers danced up his arm slowly. She utter out loud “they’re really...”

“Weird?” She looked up at him and shook her head. He saw the warmth in her eyes, like a star trying to get through. She looked down at her hand, caressing the skin and said “soft and amazing.” He could only smile at her as she leaned back and looked to the guys. “Eat before y’all food get cold.” Deeno kissed his teeth and said “you can’t tell us what do.” As she ate, she pulled out her blade and placed it on the table close to the edge; the other men began eating as Erik chuckled.

   After the night meal, her group was all gone, leaving the pair alone. “So, what ya doing tomorrow? You trynna hang again”, he asked and she folded her arms. “I see someone is feeling me”, Roxanne said. He rolled his eyes and said “ha ha, funny.” She giggled and said “well, to answer ya question. I’ll be busy making moves and what not. But we can hang sometime next week. If ya up for it.”

“I got you. I’ll text you.” She nodded, held her hand out for him to shake and he accepted it. They shook hands but then all of a sudden, she kissed his cheek. “Good night, Erik. Stay black”, she said making him laugh. “I wouldn’t want to be anything else but black.” She let the door down and watched as he got into his car. Roxanne began to drive off when she got a call, and smiled. She placed her airpod in and said “I see someone missed me already. Of course, I miss you. You know that. Yeah, I’ll be home in a few. Aight, baby. Love you too. Bye.”

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ROXANNE: Back When

  A/N: This is a flashback scene to Roxanne as a teen so unfortunately there is no Killmonger in this chapter but do not worry he will be back. I advise you to read this chapter because this well explain everything about that made Roxxx Roxxx and everything that will lead up to the rest of the series.

Warning: Blood, rape, molestation, very long (sorry.) You may or may not cry but just know that I did as I was writing.

Song Recommendation: lovely by Billie Ellish

Word Count: 5707

    The bed creaked beneath as her most precious place was being abused. As the man rested his head in the crook of her neck, he groaned and moaned; making her sick to her stomach. Her eyes were trained to look up at the ceiling, making a silent prayer to past the time. Ever since she was brought here from the foster care, she was taken advantage of by her foster father. Once, only once, did she try to fight back but that did nothing; it made him only want her more with the thrill of altercation. So, she stopped in hopes it would end but it never did and may never will.

         A few moments later, she was freshly showered wearing a matching sweat suit and hair in messy from her hood. She stared below at the plate resting in front of her, with no appetite. She wouldn’t dare eat the food they made for her; no seasoning, no flavor, no taste at all. The others ate around her, one being a Caucasian woman with blonde hair and the same man who was just on top of her hours ago; he ate his food across from her like he was the king of the household. The wife looked to the young lady and said “Roxanne, honey. How come you are not eating?” Roxanne looked to her on the right and said: “I ain’t hungry, Jessica. I never am.”  The woman smiled small and said, “you know you can call me mother, right?”

“But I ain’t. Never have and never will.” Jessica sat quiet and that’s when she felt it. The man barefoot was crawling up her leg, making Roxanne hold her breath. Roxanne stood and fixed her hoodie, before going out to her room, slamming the door and ran into her shared bathroom. She stood there unzipping her jacket with shaky finger tips. The scars that covered her neck and chest seemed as they would never heal even with all the prayer in the world. She finally went on the roof by her room and looked out to the sky wishing she was far away from here, this hell hole she was stuck at. She wanted to be with her family in Jamaica but it was just too expensive for a passport and she hasn’t talked to them in years. They could have been long gone by now and they only thing she had to remember them by was her father’s cross she wore around her neck. She heard her door open and began to move fast so that whoever entered couldn’t see her.

Roxanne heard the footsteps approaching her window and felt a warm hand on hers. She looked towards the person and saw her angel, her “sister” Franny, they were around the two years older than her; Fran being about eightteen. The young lady was a Latina who was barely home due to work and schooling. She had chestnut brown hair with hazel eyes and freckles covered by make up. Franny had just come back from work at a restaurant with a bag of food; she handed it to her and Roxanne fully accepted it. “I see you didn’t eat today either, Roxxx”, Franny said as she sat next to her. Roxanne opened the container of food to see nice, warm fries and pastrami; she dug right in. Fran handed her a bottle of ice-cold water and made her drink it. “I’m guessing Jessica made that tired ass five layer casserole again.”

“Yeah, but their ass should know I don’t eat that shit. The last time I did, I was on the toilet for months.” Franny giggled quietly so the folks didn't hear. She noticed the cut on Roxanne’s wrist and said “sis, why harm ya self? Ya know that ain’t gonna make the pain end, right?” Roxanne looked to her then away while eating; she finished her food and placed the container in the bag. Franny shook her head and said “Roxxx, I know we aren’t real family but you know I will always have your back. I know you don’t wanna talk about it but”, Franny looked around them and scooted closer. “I know what he does to you and it ain’t right. You can go to cops-.”

“And then what? Huh? Be put back in foster care then I end up on the streets with nowhere to go? If I tell the pigs, do you think that they will believe a poor little black girl that was born in Baldwin Hills instead of a rich white muthafucka who can twist the sick truth and make it a lie?” She had her arms rested on her folded legs while looking out to the ground. Francesca looked in the same direction and said “it’s just gonna keep happening if you don’t do anything”; Roxanne looked away from her to hide her tears. Franny looked at her and said “want me to sleep with you tonight? We can watch some shit on my phone.” Roxanne looked to her and before they knew it, they lied in her bed. Roxanne lied her head onto Francesca’s full breasts and found comfort as always; listening to her heartbeat.

A WEEK LATER

 Roxanne and Francesca sat next to each other at the dinner table with their foster parents as they ate breakfast which Franny made. Being that she was fully Latin, she knew how to make food taste good. She made fluffy pancakes, steak, and eggs with all the seasonings. She smiled to herself as she noticed Roxxx eating, slowly but surely; she gave her that nickname. Robert looked to the girls before digging back into his plate. His foot was about to reach Roxxx but that was until he felt a kick to his shin. “Motherfucker”, he screamed in pain as Jessica looked down. “What happened, love,” she asked as Robert looked towards the girls, Franny giving him the look of death. Robert looked to Jessica and said “nothing, honey. Just hit my shin trying to get comfortable.” He smiled before eating again. “You should be careful, Robert. People can lose a leg like that”, Franny said making Roxxx smile. Jessica cleared her throat and asked the girls “so, girls. What are the plans today? It’s the weekend and Francesca is off the whole time.”

“I was gonna take Roxanne to the mall for an early birthday celebration since I’ll be working next week. The whole nine yards. Hair, nails and a whole new wardrobe. Gotta make sure she brings in the 17th year just right”, Francesca bumped shoulders with her and smiled before Robert said, “Roxanne can’t go.” The girls looked to him and Jessica asked: “why not, Robert?”

“Because- because she rather would be here with us… as a family. Right, honey”, he said looking to Roxanne who looked at him. She took a deep breath and said: “I rather go out, with my sister.” Franny smiled as they began eating again and as they did, Roxanne felt fingers intertwine with hers under the table. She grabbed the hand tightly as Franny said “Buen Trabajo, niña. (Good job, girl).”

  After breakfast, Roxanne wore an all blue sweatsuit and a pair of busted converse while Franny wore a yellow body con dress, jean jacket, and matching sneakers. They were off on to the bus and sat there listening to Franny’s music through her earbuds. Franny held Roxanne’s hand as they made their way to Beverly Center. Roxanne looked through the window as Franny watched her. In Franny’s eyes, Roxanne was so innocent and young; she remembered when she was like that before Robert took advantage of her. She remembered when they first took in Roxanne, she was so quiet and timid but Franny saw that she had a fire and passion in her. She tried her hardest to protect young Roxanne but it was too late; telling by the screams coming from the fifteen year olds room at night. Fran held Roxanne’s hand tighter at the memory.

 The girls soon arrived at the mall, walking up the escalator to get to the very top level. Roxanne looked for clothes in the man section in F21 as Francesca watched. She shook her head and took her hand into hers. “Roxxx, you can’t be rocking clothes that would fall of ya ass, mi amor. I know it’s hard but you just have to and I’ll help.” Roxanne looked to her then to the clothes they were now standing in front of at the moment. There were tons of fitted jeans, tube tops and other cropped tops that would surely cover her figure. Roxanne picked up a tee that had the word west coast written on it in bedazzlement and all. It was a ruby red and would look amazing against her chocolate skin; too revealing for her taste.

  “You’ll look great in that. But let’s look for a smaller size. You see, your torso is smaller than ya chest. But no worries, we can find ya some cute panties and bras too. We have to make sure you look god no matter what.” Franny began searching through to find a medium as Roxanne watched her. “Fran, my clothes are just fine. I don’t get why you want me to get dressed up for Rob”- Francesca had cut her off as she pointed at her face. “Roxanne, do you really think I give that son of a bitch a fuck, hm? That man is a piece of shit and you and I both know it. Shit, even his dumb ass wife knows it.” Roxanne looked around to see only a pair of people looking their way. “Can we help y’all? Wanna see some titties or something”; the pair scurried off. Fran looked back at Roxanne and said “baby girl, she been knew. The walls are thin as hell. But do you really think that she will leave him because of that? No. Bitches like her don’t give a fuck. They only in it for the money. Believe that.” Francesca began looking through jeans beside them and looked to her waist before looking back at the sizes. Roxxx leaned against the table and whispered “Jess- she knows about him and I?”

   Francesca nodded feeling the anger again. “I went to her about it and she looked me dead in the eyes and said ‘I know but it has nothing to do with me. As long as he is happy.’ I wanted to deck her in her shit eating face when she said that.” Franny took a deep breath, rubbed her neck and that is when Roxxx noticed it. When Fran moved her hand, she noticed that there was a huge gash scar on her neck that had healed. Roxanne moved Fran’s hair and almost lost control. She whispered, saying “ did he- did Robert do this to you, Fran?” She looked to Roxxx then away to blink away tears and nodded. Franny placed some clothes in Roxanne’s shopping bag and started to explain as they walked around. “It was the night after the incident, when you first got there like a month later. A week later, he went into my room trying to take advantage of me but I was ready for him. He tried to come in to my room but I was ready for him, if only I was fast enough.”

 After they paid for everything, they made their way to get a snack. Roxanne watched Franny as she ate like she was bothered by her past. “How do you do it?” Franny looked up and said “what you mean?”

“I mean, how do you act like nothing is bothering you?” Franny chuckled in her throat and said “you know, I wish I could tell you. But enough of that”, she passed her an envelope with a card inside. Once she opened the car, hundreds of dollars fell out onto her lap. Roxanne looked up to her and said “holy shit. Fran, what is this for?” Franny made her way to sit next to Roxanne and said “to get away. You tried before and I know that Robert has motherfuckers all around here but I had this all planned out. Tomorrow night, you will escape. There is an address inside the card, all written in Spanish and how to get there along with a key. Just say you know Little Dagger and a bell hop will escort you to the room. In there, go straight to the fridge. You will be able to stay two months; it is all paid for.”

“But-but how? Why?” Franny held her shoulders and looked into her eyes. “Why do you think I been working all those crazy shifts for so long?” Roxanne examined Fran’s almond eyes and pulled her into a hug. She was so happy to finally get away but then she started to wonder. “Franny, what about you.” Francesca smiled while fixing Roxanne’s hair and said “don’t worry about me. I got it all handle. I won’t be there for long, either way. I got myself but know it is your turn.” Fran dug in her purse and said “here, another gift. It’s a dagger just in case but you need it more than me. If he tries anything tonight, slice his bitch ass.” They both smiled to each as Fran kissed Roxanne’s cheek. Later on that day, Roxanne and Fran made their way back to the house but something was different. Roxanne had short French tips and her hair was braided in six cornrows with beads on the end. She was out of the unappealing clothing that the parental bought her and in a white spaghetti top and forming jeans with a pair of all new running shoes.

 The girls walked in the house hoping to not see the folks but instead they heard a sparkling water crack open along with gulping. They looked to their right and saw the man they both despised staring directly at Roxanne. “Well, well. What happened to my baby girl”, Robert chuckled as Francesca rolled her eyes. As he was about to touch her, Roxanne leaned back and swatted his hand. “Do not touch me. Fran, let’s go to my room.” Franny nodded as she let Roxanne pass her and up the stairs. Franny watched as Robert observed her go up and said “if you try anything, I will end ya fucking life. Try me, fucker.” She ran up the stairs and slammed the door closed.

LATER THAT NIGHT

    Roxanne was in a pair of jogger shorts, tube socks and an oversized hoodie, fast asleep as Franny was showering. All of a sudden, the bedroom door open. Robert took a deep breath as he noticed the shower water running. He pulled up Roxanne’s chair from her desk and jammed it underneath the bathroom door knob which made Francesca eyes to jolt open. She hopped out, stopping the shower and pulling her pjs on before trying to open the door when she realized he was there. She began banging and banging eventually making Roxanne wake up once he reached her bed. All of sudden, she moved from the bed in speed trying to get the door to open but he pulled her by the braids and back into the bed. He hopped on top of her and said “look at you, dressed like a naughty school girl, ready for me.” He held her arms up and over her head when she began to knee him in the chest”, that caused the perfect distraction to what would happen next. She grabbed her new dagger and stuck him like a pin cushion once and watched his eyes water. He screamed as he curved over in pain until a chair hit him in the back of the skull.

 Roxanne looked up to the person and saw her chest rising up and down as she dropped the remains of the chair. “Told you, bitch”, Franny said with a grin, looking at Robert on the ground. Roxanne stood and ran to Fran’s arms, finally asking, “Is he dead”? Fran looked to his back and said “nope. He is breathing, just unconscious. But fuck going tomorrow. Go to the hotel tonight. All the instructions are in the card in Spanish.” Franny picked up her duffle filled with the clothes and money she gave her. She wiped the dagger’s blood onto her with her shirt, along her own knife she had handy and handed Roxy a cellphone with her clean hand. “I will call from my other cell when I feel like you are safe.”

   Fran began pushing her to the window until she sensed Jessica’s car pulling up. She looked over at their neighbor when she saw her calling Jessica over. Her eyes fell to Roxanne and said “go through the back and hop over the fence on the other side. Take care of yourself, mi amour. NOW GO!” Roxanne began running through the back door when Jessica ran upstairs from the front, never bumping into Roxanne. Roxanne ran to freedom in the rain, as fast as she can to the bus stop but back at the house, Francesca wasn’t as lucky. Her face was pressed into the squad car as the ambulance took Robert away; Jessica cried her eyes out to the cops as her husband was rushed to the hospital. They lifted Franny’s body off the car, cuffed as she smiled out looking towards the direction she knew Roxanne took.

  Hours later, Roxanne finally reached a hotel that was too good to be true. As she walked inside, she noticed the decor around her with tall ceilings, glass chandelier a golden accents. A couple of bell hops were in a group waiting for work , which made Roxanne confused to which one to talk to. She walked up to the men and said “hello, I know Little Dagger”, with that, they all looked at her then to one dark tan man with a goatee. He grabbed her bag and led her to the very top floor. Once they reached the floor, he opened the door to a room and she couldn’t believe it. There was a queen size bed covered in white sheets and plenty of fluffy pillows with a red towel in the shape of a swan. When she looked over at the window, she saw the nicest red couch she had ever seen and a fifty inch screen onto the wall. She noticed that the dresser underneath the screen had an envelope with her name on it. As the bell hop, left and shut the door, Roxanne placed her bag on the floor and picked up the envelope; opening in and beginning to read.

My Roxanne,

You finally made it safe and sound. I am so proud of you, my love. I know that you will learn from all that has happened and it will make you a better, stronger woman. I have a lot to say but this card isn’t big enough to say it all. I just want you to know that I am so fortunate to know someone like you. You showed me that not all people are cruel and heartless. Whe you first came into the house, I was skeptical; not sure why but when I saw you play in the yard with the other kids and drawing in your sketch book, I saw a soul I had to protect and keep safe. You may think that I tried nothing to save you earlier but as you know now that I tried my hardest to do as such. I could only do so much and it drove me crazy. I did not want you thinking I had took all those crazy shifts, work all those countless hours to get away from you; I did all of that to get you away from the horrid place we resided in. My Roxanne, I know that you don’t have family here in Los Angeles and that you do not know about your folks but just know that you have gained a friend, a sister in myself I will love you to the moon and back and all over again. I left you a t-shirt box in the closet as a last gift; I hope it helps you on your journey to become who you once were.

-Francesca

  Roxanne went over to the closet to flick the light on and noticed tons of brand new clothes and shows with luggage inside. Roxanne looked at every piece of clothing and noticed a varsity bomber jacket hanging up with a lion on the back roaring; the words Lion Babe embroiled around his mane. She saw the t-shirt box wrapped in gold paper and she sat on her knees, opening it slowly and what she saw inside was a note. “. I love you, Roxanne Montgomery. And, yes, you are no longer a foster anymore.” Roxanne smiled at the mention of her last name when she noticed a small sheet that looked to be…

“Holy shit, it’s my social security number.” She began looking through everything and saw that Franny had retrieved her social security card and birth certificate; she began crying her heart out with tears of joy, thankful for her angel.

ONE MONTH LATER.

 Roxanne was in bed looking at the phone Franny left for her; it had been a month since she heard her voice and it made her worry. To get her mind right, she decided to go to the mall in Crenshaw. She got dressed in a white wife beater, distressed jeans and her varisty jacket, she slid on her sneakers, grabbed her bag, locked her door and made her way on the bus. Roxanne played with the locks of her ginger curls and looked out to the world she passed by.  She got off by the mall and began walking to the Fat Burger in the plaza when a guy bumped into her with a slushie. He cursed himself as he picked up the cup and threw it in the trash while Roxanne checked her outfit, no stains. “My little momma, I ain’t see you-“, he said but his words cut off when he finally looked at her; the hair was a dead giveaway for sure. “Roxxx”, he said as he slowly walked up to her looking at her stitched brows. He pulled her into a kiss and hug that made her confused to the point she pulled out her dagger and pushed him into a wall, holding him by his shirt. “Who the fuck are you to just kiss me like that-“

“Roxxx, get a good look at me, baby girl.” She did just that and noticed things that triggered her memory. The slight scar under his left eye, his almond shaded eyes, his small smirk and that dark onyx skin. “D’Angelo”, she closed her dagger and placed in her small bag before grabbing his ears that were once huge and never fit him. Tears fell down her round cheeks as she cried. “It’s- it’s really you”, she said as cried more to the point he had a few tears dropping down his self. He grabbed her into a hug, rubbing her back and smelling her hair as she cried more; she still smelled like castor and coconut oil. They found their selves standing in line about to order some food. He looked down to Roxanne and grinned as he saw her playing with the curl in the front of her hair. He wondered how she was doing but soon noticed the scars on the inside of her arm. As they ordered their food, he was in another world, like if he was on auto pilot. They sat waiting for their food when Roxanne noticed his stare. “You good, bruh. You looking at me like you seen a ghost.”

“Why? Why you got so many cuts, sis?” She look to her arm then down at her feet, dangling and avoiding eye contact. “It’s a long story that you don’t wanna hear.” He leaned back in his seat, arms folded and said “go ahead.” She took a deep breath and told him every gritty, skin crawling detail. D’Angelo couldn’t believe it, his long lost friend, first kiss before she was basically kidnapped without a trace went through so much pain and suffering and he couldn’t be there to save her. Since her folks were taken from her and she away from him and his family she called her own, his parents tried find her but the government informed them that she was long gone, making it seem like she was dead. His family grieved for months since he was younger and tried to heal but he never really did after his brother was born and after his father passed away. D’Angelo slouched a bit into his seat feeling all the pain in her cracking voice and couldn’t help but let tears fall as he watched her.

 Roxanne wiped her tears away with her sleeve and looked away. “Where is Francesca”, she heard and she said “been almost two months now.” D’Angelo stood, sat beside her and brought her head to his chest, making her rubbing his chiseled back for comfort. “Well, she did her job. Now, it’s my turn.” He kissed her head and before they knew it, they gave their food to homeless people outside and was in the car. He buckled her seatbelt for her and began driving. As he drove, she looked out the window watching the kids past by when she saw them. A family of three- father, mother and daughter, African American it seemed, holding hands and passing by with big smiles on their face. All of a sudden, they pulled up into a long driveway of a dark green, one story home. She sat there as the door open and saw a hand held out to her. “C’mon, you safe here, Roxy”, D’Angelo said as she took his hand. Roxy got out and as he closed the door, she looked around then to see little kids playing around. A younger boy was chasing some little girls with a water gun as they giggled and all; Roxanne smiled.

They began walking to the door when the same little boy bumped into her thigh and he fell; Roxanne turned to see his big eyes at her with butt on the ground. D’Angelo picked him up and said “baby boy, you gotta be careful. We are in the presence of a lady. What do we say?” That’s when she noticed that they had to be brothers; twins even. The boys looked to Roxanne and the little boy held his little hand out. “I am sorry, ma’am. I am Raymond. Do you forgive me?” She smiled small and shook his hand, nodding. Raymond smiled showing his big goofy grin with two front teeth missing making her smile more. Raymond leaned into his big brother’s ear and whispered saying “I like her, Angel.”

Once D’Angelo unlocked the door, their mom was cooking, listening to Marvin Gaye. Roxanne can smell the meatloaf, mash potatoes and Mac and cheese making her stomach growl more. As they walked in, Miss Taylor said “uh oh, I can smell the outside. That means my babies are home.” She wiped her hands clean ready to get all the hugs but instead her hands found a place over her mouth. She looked to her boys then to the young lady beside them. She looked exactly like her mother and father mixed all up. Her ginger hair and brown skin triggered very fond memories. Taylor walked up to Roxanne, placing her hands over onto her shoulders. “Roxanne”, she said into a timid voice. She can see all the pain she had been through years since her parents were taken from her, in her eyes. Roxanne looked over Miss Taylor’s face as a smile crept her face; she definitely remembered her auntie’s eyes. They were so big, warm and gentle; she instantly gave Miss Taylor a big hug, arms wrapped around waist. She lied her face on to her chest, tears staining her shirt.

D’Angelo stood back watching as his mother held his good friend in warm embrace while he held Raymond. Raymond asked “Angel, why is that girl crying?” D’Angelo looked to his brother when he felt a tear and said “because, baby boy, she found her family.” Raymond looked to him then to Roxanne and his mother who both cried.

Dinner was soon ready and they began to eat but afterwards, they all sat in the living room as Raymond watched Tom and Jerry, playing with his Tonka Truck. D’Angelo watched Roxanne as her and Ma talked Miss Taylor found the marks on her arm, making her heart drop. “I’m glad you are safe now and that mean family is nowhere near my baby. I wish we could thank the young lady who helped my god baby.”

“Me too. I haven’t heard from her since the accident. I hope she is okay.” All of a sudden, they heard ringing coming from her bag; she politely excused herself and went outside to answer. “Hello?”

“This a call from the San Diego Correctional Facility. Please say yes to accept the call or hang up for no.” Roxanne started to breathe heavily as she sat on the steps on her porch. Who could it be? “I accept.” All of sudden, her heart stopped when she heard the voice. “My Roxanne, you’re safe.” Roxanne heart couldn’t bare it, her sister was in prison and this broke her heart. “Mi amour, please don’t be mad that I haven’t called. As you can hear, I’ve been tied up”, Francesca said with a nervous chuckle to lighten the mood. Roxanne took a deep breath before saying “why? Fran, why are you there?” Franny looked around at the tan walls and the crowd around her as she wore a bright orange jumpsuit. “I shouldn’t say much but it’s because of Robert. Jessica –uh, she pressed charges, and testified against me. Even with evidence, he is still out there. But as long as you are safe, that is all that matters. How are you?”

“I’m, I’m fine. I miss you a lot, Franny. I really do.”

“Awe, mi amour. I missed you too. Have you made any friends?”

“I actually, I actually found my family. My God family.” Franny slid her back down the wall and said “Roxy, that’s so great. I am so happy for you. Will you be finishing school?” Roxanne nodded on the found and said “yes, well I will be taking summer classes but yeah.” Francesca smiled from the other line and had a few tears drop. “I am very happy for you, love. Just make one promise to me. Promise that you will live your life your way and be happy. Be free for me, okay?”

“I promise, Fran but it would be better if you were here with me though.”

“Sister, I will always be with you, in spirit and the heart. Take care of yourself. I will try to keep in touch.”

“Thank you, Franny. For everything. I love you.”

“Take care.” With that, the call ended and Roxanne held the phone to her chest as Angel came out with his jacket. “You good, baby girl?” She looked to him and said “yeah, I’m fine. Where you heading to?”

“To get your stuff from ya room. You’ll be staying with us and if we catch Home Depot before close, we can get a copy of the house key made for you. Let’s get going”, he told her as he handed put her jacket on her. They began on their journey to the hotel and back home from Home Depot when she noticed a nearby tattoo shop. “Hey, Angel. Do you think we can go to that shop on our way back?” He chuckled and said “sure why not?” Hours later, they made their way back and she stood at the glass counter of the shop. An older black woman with plugs in her ear and tattoos all over her small frame watched the couple and asked “what can I do for y’all?” Roxanne looked to D’Angelo and said “I wanna get a couple tattoos.” The woman asked “are you over eighteen?” Roxanne’s eyes fell to D’Angelo and said “no, but he is.” D’Angelo nodded and signed the form for her. Roxanne kissed his cheek as she handed him her jacket. She lied onto the sterilized chair and looked over at the artist as she prepped. “So, what are we getting tonight, love?”

HOURS LATER.

 Roxanne stood in an oversized tee and sweats as removed the wrapping around her left wrists. She smiled down at the new ink that covered all the marks she made on herself over the years. A vine of huge red roses covered them beautifully and meant the world to her but the tattoo behind her right ear meant more; a dagger with a faux sparkle at the blade represented Franny as her protection and what kept her safe. She smiled at her reflection as she made her way to the guest bedroom in a nice plush bed, the smell of incense burning in the air.

She sat in bed holding her pillow to her chest as noticed the multiply of pictures hanging around, her mother and father. Roxanne’s train of thought was caught off when she heard a knock at the door; Ma stood at the door with a smile, dressing in a sleeping gown and found in her hand. “Good, you’re still up. You have a call. I will leave you to it. Good night, baby girl. Welcome home.”

“Good night, ma.” Roxanne sat in bed with the phone and held it to her ear. “This is Roxanne.” She heard nothing until a slight cough and broken voice appeared, sounded as if a woman was crying. “Hello? This is Roxanne.” A man came to the phone and said “baby gyal” in a cheerful tone as a woman in the background prayed, thanking God for them keeping her safe and alive.  Roxanne covered her mouth as she cried and said “ma? Pa?”

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