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By Hallie Vengeance

 


She sighed as she awoke the next morning, it was Saturday and she wanted to get some things done, then she would go Christmas shopping. She smiled and hopped out of bed, grabbing her laptop and walking into the small kitchenette, she started the coffee and sat at the table checking her e mail after the computer booted up. One from her mother, and… One from Ronnie… Radke… What?? She blinked then rubbed her eyes, Ronnie sent her an e-mail? She took a deep breath and opened it; it was about them needing a merchandise girl and a new graphic designer. She wanted so badly to tell them yes, but she was a hairstylist now. Her words on that screen seemed not her own and she hated it, but she didn't have any other way to tell him.

Good Morning, Ronnie

I'm sorry to say that I will not be able to help you with your problems. I am currently working as a hair stylist. I have no interest in being a merch girl or a graphic designer. I will send someone I know to you if that's what you would like, but I cannot abandon my business.

Hallie Rolland…

She bit her full baby pink bottom lip as she hit the send button, checked her mother's e-mail, and then poured herself a cup of coffee, adding her favorite Hershey's chocolate creamer. She walked into her bedroom and chose a black white beater and a pair of black skinny jeans pairing those with her black and red checkered hoodie and black and red checkered converse. Her makeup was a simple look, black and blood red Smokey eye shadow matched with her base and clear lip gloss to enhance the natural shine of her eyes. She finished with her hair; she simply straightened it and flipped her bangs to the right side to cover her eye. As she was leaving she grabbed her keys and wallet, but as she opened the door her phone began ringing. She pulled it out of her pocket and answered.

“Hello?”

“Hi, is this Hallie?”

“Yes…” Her heart melted just hearing his soft voice on the other end of the phone. She smiled involuntarily as he spoke to her.

“Hey, it's Ronnie. Ronnie Radke?”

“Hey Ronnie, I know it's you. How have you been?”

“I've been alright. I really miss you. I was wondering if you were sure about your choice. It'll only be for a few months at a time. You would be gone for too long.”

“I'm sorry Ronnie, but I'm sure about my choice. I need to be with my business right now. I wish I could come out on the road with you, but I just can't at this point in time.”

“Oh. Okay, if that's what you want Hallie, I won't push the matter.”

“Thanks Ron.”

“Anytime hon. I was also kind of wondering if you might wanna, if you aren't busy, maybe chill sometime?”

“Yeah, that sounds awesome.”

“Really?”

“Yeah Ron. How about tonight at 7?”

“Sure Hallie, your place?”

“Yeah.” She smiled as she told him her address and they said their goodbyes.

She flipped her bangs out of her face as she sat the food on the table and pulled the dishes from the cabinet. She sat the table with precision and care, Ronnie had sent her a text message asking if he could bring his band members along to meet her, she told him that it was fine and that she'd be cooking a big meal for all of them. They were due anytime. Her smile brightened her face as she waited patiently in the living room for them, pulling movies out of boxes and organizing them in the cabinet and then moved on to the video games for her X-box in the new shelf she bought especially for them. As she finished with the C's she heard a gentle rap on the door. She went to the peep hole and peeked out and as she saw him she pulled the door open with a genuine happy grin, “Hey Ronnie!”

“Hey, Hallie!!” He smiled his wonderfully missed half smile and pulled her into a hug that almost crushed her. She laughed and hugged him back just as tight. She smiled at the other men behind him and waved shyly,

“Hi, I'm Hallie, nice to meet y'all.”

Her eyes widened at her accent. She looked away from them at the grin that pulled at Ronnie's lips. She bit her lip and motioned them all in the door. Ronnie stopped in his tracks at the near immaculate dinner sitting on a fold out table in the small dining room of her apartment.

“Oh my god… When did you learn how to cook?” He turned on her accusingly as he pointed a finger at her.

“When I was in Oklahoma, mom taught me.”

“Oh… Can we eat it?”

I looked at him as if he had lost his mind and nodded, “That's why I made it…” I blinked as he rushed to the food and started piling his plate, just like he did when we were teenagers. I laughed and smiled at the others, “Dig in ya'll.” They did the same thing Ronnie did and we all sat around the table in the folding chairs eating and laughing as we ate. I had missed days like this…

 

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