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Chapter 10
Because I’m selfish


“Baby?” Danny’s voice echoed throughout the empty house as he entered. No one answered. “Hey, baby?” He continued to call out for Rochelle as he made his way upstairs. She didn’t answer. Danny found himself staring at the closed door to her room, “Rochelle…” He whispered, opening the door slowly.

She sat there, her knees pulled up to her chest, hugging a pillow tightly. She was sleeping or at least that’s what it looked like.

He sighed, closing the door behind him, and crawled onto the bed, sitting behind her. Not once did she bother to look up. He stretched out his legs with her sitting in between them.

Rochelle let out a sniffle as she leaned herself against her boyfriend’s chest, her bloodshot eyes looking up at him. “I wish this was all a dream…” She whispered.

Danny sighed, kissing the top of her head, pulling her closer towards him. “I wish it was too, honey.”

The room grew silent afterwards. Rochelle fell asleep soon afterwards, the shock of everything worn her out completely. Danny stayed the whole night.

By the time the two of them woke up, the sun was already high up in the sky. Danny hugged her tightly, kissing her gently on the forehead. “Are you feeling any better?” He combed her hair with his fingers, taking in her scent. She smelled like coconut.

“Are you asking me? ‘Cause, you know, my mom’s dead, I don’t see how my feeling is going to get better anytime soon.” She muttered under her breath as she pulled herself away from him. “I don’t have a home anymore, Danny.”

“What are you talking about, you live right here.’

“I don’t have money to pay the taxes.”

“I’ll pay for you.”

“I can’t always rely on you, Danny.” Rochelle frowned, opening up her closet, looking for a change of clothes.

“So, what are you going to do then?”

“Go live with my aunt probably…” She took of her top, throwing it onto the ground without a care. “She lives all the way up in New York though.” Rochelle took off her pants, letting it fall into a pool around her legs as she stepped out. “I can’t live by myself.”

“Live with me.”

“You don’t have a permanent home.”

“I’ll quit the band.” Danny stood up from the bed and made his way over towards her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He kissed her neck then spoke softly into her ear, his lips barely brushing against her sensitive skin, “I told you I wouldn’t give you up for the world.”

“You can’t do that…” She shuddered at his touch, her back resting against his chest. “It’s selfish and it’s not fair for our friends.”

His fingers ran across her stomach lightly, barely caressing her. “If being selfish means that I get to be with you… then I’ll be as selfish as I want.”

“I… I can’t do this anymore, Danny,” Rochelle pulled herself away from him once more, throwing on a random top. She searched the closet for a pair of jeans then slipped those on, “I’m sorry…” She turned to face him, though never once did she look him in the eyes. “I can’t do this anymore…”

“What can’t you do anymore?” He tilted his head towards the side, “We’ve always been perfect – ”

“Nothing’s perfect,” She shot back, “I can’t continue this relationship anymore, Danny.”

“So, you’re breaking up with me?”

Rochelle stayed silent. She made her way past him and out of her room. He followed. “Don’t avoid me. You called me over here and now you’re breaking up with me?” Danny grabbed her arm, pulling her back towards him, “Give me a good reason.”

She stayed quiet.

Danny clenched his jaw as his anger began to rise. “Give me a good reason, Rochelle.” His voice was low and dangerous as he spoke to her. She tried pulling her arm away from his grasp, only to gasp as he gripped onto her tighter. “Rochelle, look at me. Look at me!” With his other hand, he grabbed her chin, turning her head roughly in his direction.

“Give me a good reason.” He repeated, “Now!”

Rochelle closed her eyes tightly as she let out a small cry. Never did she see Danny react in such a way. “B-b-b-…” She paused, taking in a few deep breaths and started up again. “Because you’re never there for me anymore!”

Slight stunned by her reaction, all Danny did was stare until the words gathered up in his mind, “Not there for you? Not there for you?! I came here last night, didn’t I? Didn’t I?!”

“That was just last night…” She whispered, looking away from him once more. Her hair fell over her face as she spoke, “Ever since you hit platinum, you never have time to call me anymore, you visit less and less…” Tears gathered up in her eyes and they fell onto the carpetted floor.

“Who’s fault is that?”

She didn’t answer after that. The two of them remained silent as she continued to cry and he never once did he let go.

Rochelle managed to whisper an ‘I’m sorry’ before the front door flew open and a group of young adult men rushed into the house, everyone screaming out her name at the same time. They grew silent finding a very pissed off Danny and his girlfriend at the top of the stairs.

Startled, the two of them jumped, looking over at their friends. Danny dropped his hand and Rochelle wiped away her tears, putting on a fake smile, “Excuse me, you guys…” She said as she made her way down the stairs, squeezing her way through them and out the door.

The triplets made their way over to their blonde friend who remained as silent as ever and Scott made his way to Rochelle. The rest stayed where they were.

“Baby girl?” Scott found her a few minutes later. She didn’t walk far from her house just across the street where the park was. Scott spotted her standing in front of the swing sets. “How are you holding up?”

“I’m fine.” Rochelle lied.

“Don’t do that.”

“Do what?”

“Don’t lie to me.” Scott frowned as he stood in front of her.

“You asked and I answered. That’s how it goes. Whether I lie or not isn’t any of your concern.” She muttered, frowning slightly.

“I’m your best friend. How can you say that to me? Of course it’s my concern.” He pulled her into a tight embrace. “I’m always here for you.”

“I broke it off with Danny.”

“W-wait, what?” He pushed her away from him gently, his hands on her shoulders, “Why?”

“Because I’m selfish…”

A few weeks later

“Gate 18C is now boarding all seats. Gate 18C is now boarding all seats.”

Rochelle glanced up at the P.A. as she gathered up her things.

A few days before the funeral, Rochelle called up her aunt telling her the sad news about her mother and the next day she flew down and attended the funeral. The two of them talked for a while, finally deciding that the best for Rochelle right now was to move in with her up in New York. She agreed.

Now, Rochelle finished her junior year of high school and she was ready to board the plane to New York.

“Here we go…” She mumbled, grabbing her backpack as she pulled out her passport and boarding ticket. She was the very last one in line.

“Rochelle!”

She turned her head slightly, then shook it, telling herself that it was all in her head.

“Rochelle!!”

Okay. I’m not imagining this. She turned around to see a group of boys running up to her.

Her eyes widened in disbelief, “Wait, how… how … how… how can you guys get in here?”

Scott gave her a cocky, holding out his arms, “We’re celebrities.” He was the first to hug her. “We couldn’t stand not saying one last goodbye to you.” The older boy smiled, kissing her on the forehead. “We’re going to lose one of our best friends.”

The trio came up, and all at once, gave her a big bear hug. She laughed, wrapping her arms around all three of them. “We were wondering when we’d hear your laugh again…”

Mike and John each took their turn hugging their little girl friend. But there was one missing. Even though she loved all her friends, the one boy she wanted to see the most wasn’t there.

“I’m sorry. I tried.” Scott frowned slightly, knowing that she was looking for him. “He wouldn’t listen to me.”

“It’s okay.” Rochelle put on her best smile, “I think it might just be the best for us.”

“Last call, Gate 18C is boarding all seats. Thank you and have a nice day.”

“That’s me.” She whisperd, giving the boys all one last group hug. Her eyes began to water once more. “I’ll call.” She waved and turned away, wiping the tears that trailed down her cheek.

“Here you go, miss. Thank you and enjoy your flight.” Rochelle smiled at the stewardess and made her way towards the airplane going through the departure hall. She turned around one last time, waving to her friends.

“Scott!” Danny came running towards his friends, people looked at them, recognizing the group. “Where is she?”

“She just walked in there.” He pointed to the departure hall as Danny ran past them and made an attempt into the hallway.

“I’m sorry, sir, you cannot pass.” The stewardess stepped in front of him.

“You don’t understand. That girl just now, I have to see her.” He stopped, trying to look for her. “Rochelle!” He shouted trying to push past the woman, but others have arrived and they held him back. “Rochelle! Fuck! No!” He cursed, as she turned the corner. Danny made another attempt to brush off the flight attendants but it didn’t work. “Fuck!”

After calming down, Danny made his way back toawrds his friends. “I…” He looked up at Scott, “What am I going to do?” He walked over towards the taller boy. He rested his head against his chest, “What am I going to do?”

Scott sighed, wrapping an arm around his best friend’s shoulder as they made their way out of the airport. The cameras flashing from every direction. This is gonna be on the magazines.

Three Years Later

“Hello?” A young woman answered her cellphone, excusing herself from the group of about ten people. “Hey, honey.” She smiled, “Yeah, hey- wait- okay, okay, okay. Dinner at Meli Melo. Yes. Yes. Okay, I’m in a meeting, baby. Yeeees..” She laughed quietly, “Alright. I love you too, sweetie. Byeee..”

She stepped back into the room, nodding her head slowly, “Sorry.”

“As I was saying, CD cover design, a poster…” The man who sat across from the woman spoke up, raising an eyebrow, “Are you willing to do it?”

“Well, I’m not really.. That’s not really part of my…”

“The pay is ten percent for each CD and poster sold.”

“Okay. I’ll do it. Which band might this be?”

The man paused, looking through his booklet, “I believe… it’s… Celestial Heaven.”

“Haven. Celestial Haven…” She corrected him, her expression now looking slightly disappointed, “That’ll be great. Thank you.” She nodded at the men and women in the room as she made her way out.

“You’re meeting them next week!”

She stopped, trailing her tracks back into the room, “What? I have to meet them?”

“Yes. Uh, the producer will be calling you sometime this week to place a schedule.”

“O…oh.. okay.”

Later at Meli Melo

“Yeah, hi. I’m here meeting Mister Pryce?” The same young woman walked through the doors of a fancy french restaurant. “He’s here?” The waitress nodded, pointing in the general direction. “Thank you.” She fixed her hair, making sure that it looked alright and made sure that her make-up wasn’t messed up.

The young woman smiled as she saw the man she was looking for. “Hey baby!”

“Rochelleeee!” The man stood up, wrapping his strong arms around her. People around the restaurant watched the two beautiful people embracing each other. He smiled, kissing he gently on the lips.

“So tell me, how was your day?” She took her seat across from her boyfriend.

“Long. Boring. Wish you were there though, you know, like that other day?” He leaned into the table, grinning and flashed those award winning smile. He watched her girlfriend’s face grow beet red. “Yeaah, you know what I’m talking about.”

“Shut up, Jeremy. That’s embarrassing.” She feigned a glared but smiled at the same time.

He laughed, raising an eyebrow, “Well, how was your day?”

“It was unexpected.” Rochelle shrugged, rolling her eyes, “You know, the usual with designers like me.”

“Of course.” He reached across the table, taking her hands. Their fingers intertwining, he stroked her soft skin gently. “I’ve bee-“

“Oh! Guess whaaaat?” She piped up, her eyes shining brightly and a smile upon her face.

“Whaaaaat?”

“Yvonne called me today, during work.” Rochelle giggled as Jeremy listened with anticipation, “She told me Scott popped the question!” She exclaimed, excited her for best friend. “She said yes and they’re going to plan on their wedding! I’m soooo happy for her.”

He gave his girlfriend a toothy grin watching her jump up and down on her seat as if she was a five year old on sugar high. “That’s great for them. It’s been like… five years for them, huh? About time.” Jeremy leaned back, taking a sip of his wine.

“It’s a loooong time. Hey, we’ll be going to the wedding together, right?”

“Who else am I going to go with?”

“A secret lover, perhaps?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Only if she looks just like you.” Jeremy grinned, leaning across the table, giving her a kiss.

The two of them chatted endlessly even through the course of dinner and dessert. By the time the sun had disappeared beyond the tall buildings, they’d gone back to Jeremy’s big apartment. At times, Rochelle would sleepover and vice versa. They stood on the balcony, looking out at the night view of New York City. Jeremy had his arms around Rochelle, the two of them swaying as one to the song playing in the background.

“Let’s go back in. We still have a few hours until the fireworks.” He took her hands, leading her back into his apartment.

Rochelle grinned, raising an eyebrow, as her boyfriend led her into his bedroom. She shut the door once she entered, taking charge now. She grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him down to her level, kissing him hotly. She nibbled lightly on his lower lip, pushing him back on the bed.

Raising an eyebrow, Jeremy looked at his girlfriend with anticapation. She climbed on top of him, straddling his legs as the two of them continued to kiss deeply. He let her take charge.. for now.

Rochelle laid him down, her hands trailing over his body, slowly unbuttoning his collared shirt. She caressed his toned skin gently, her fingers barely touching him with her nails gently scraping the top causing him to shudder. “You like that don’t you, baby?” Rochelle chucked, planting a light kiss on his lip then his jaw line, going lower and lower each time. Her hands worked on another area; she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants pulling them down. “My, my, my! What do we have here?”

She bit her lower lip as she threw his trousers across the room. She slipped her hand under his boxers grasping his rod tightly, pumping him up and down. Jeremy groaned quietly, bucking into her hands. He quickly regained composure, grabbing her arm, and flipped her over, making him on top.

Jeremy grinned at his girlfriend. With one of his hand, he grabbed both of her wrists, and with the other, it reached towards her back, unclasping the bra. She felt a sudden release, the bra wasn’t on as tight anymore, but then again, after a few seconds, it was off. Jeremy gently grabbed her left D cup breast, molding it gently.

Rochelle gasped quietly, lifting up her back slightly. The girl felt a sudden shock running down her spine and the feeling growing stronger between her legs. “Do you like that, Rochelle?” Jeremy looked at her; his brown eyes seemed to have darkened. He lowered himself, where his eyes leveled to her breasts. His mouth opened a little, kissing around her nipples. He teased Rochelle. He grinned, licking her nipple, sucking on it while his hand played with the other one.

He pulled his mouth away from her nipple. He smiled, moving his head over, and began to play with the other one that he neglected. He flicked his tongue back and forth, toying around with her as usual, watching it harden quickly. Then he wrapped his mouth around that nipple, sucking on it roughtly. His hand ran gently up and down her stomach, sending vibes coursing through her entire body, a moan slipping through her lips. Jeremy pulled away from her as he tugged off his own jacket and shirt, tossing them towards the side where he threw her bra.

“Rochelle…” He whispered, kissing her lightly on the lips over and over again. His hands pulled the girl’s dress down lower, pass her bellybutton down to her hips, “Rochelle, I want you so, so much.” He dragged her undressed her even more to where her panties showed. “Tell me… do you want me?”

He shifted slightly, his legs on both side of hers, and his body hovering over hers. Rochelle’s eyes were closed, but she could see everything that was going on, she could picture it in her mind. His red lips kissing her neck as his hands toyed around with her nipple. She could feel his erection poking at her between her legs and she shifted slightly, rubbing her legs against it, only to cause a loud moan from Jeremy.

Wrapping one arm around him, her left hand reached down to cup his shaft, squeezing it gently. “Oh, Jesus!” Jeremy literally jumped back, grabbing her hand, “Rochelle!” He gasped, breathing quickly; he wasn’t expecting such a move.

She raised an eyebrow and with sudden force, she pushed him back down on the mattress with her on top once more. Rochelle straddled him just like before, her crotch pressed up against his as she gently rocked back and forth. Jeremy groaned, grabbing her hips. “Damn it, get that off.” His fingers slipped into her panties as he attempted to slip it off of her.

Giggling a little, Rochelle slowly pulled down his boxers, and his dick quickly stood up straight free from any restraint. Looking up at Jeremy with his eyes closed, she wrapped her hand around his dick gently, her nails scratching his cock lightly to feel it twitch in her hands.

“Don’t tease me, Rochelle…” Jeremy growled.

Closing her eyes and drawing a deep breath, Rochelle lowered her head a little; her lips touched the head of her dick, and they parted, taking in more and more of his prick. Jeremy gasped, holding himself back. “Oh god, that feels so fucking good…” He whispered loudly as she bobbed her head up and down. Rochelle could taste his pre-cum seeping out. As she was blowing Danny, her hands were massaged his balls. Rochelle pulled his dick out to where only the head of his prick was in her mouth, and Rochelle sucked on it greedily, it as like sucking a lollipop. “Rochelle, Rochelle! I’m going to—” Too late. He came in her mouth.

Rochelle pulled back, suddenly feeling warm liquid shooting into her mouth and just like a pro, she swallowed them. Jeremy sat up, lifting up her chin, kissing her gently, tasting himself on her. “That was… great.” Jeremyy kissed her lips once more as his thumb stroked her chin lightly.

His hands slowly trailed down her body, lying her down again. “My turn…” He smirked, as he continued to kiss her lips. His hands stopped when he met the cloth that covered up her pubic area. His hand slipped under the cloth, his finger sliding through her curls and in between her lips. “Do you like this, Rochelle?” He whispered in her ear, as his fingers ran up and down her slit.

Rochelle gasped, arching her hips. Jeremy took off her underwear without her even noticing, his middle finger found her clit and slowly circled it, “You’re so wet…” He whispered, nibbing gently at her earlobe, “And you’re wet for me... Do you like how it feels? Do you like how I’m circling your clit like that… so slowly and so lightly? Does it turn you on?” He licked his lips, as he watched Rochelle reply with only a nod of a head. “Good.” His hands massaging her clit over and over again.

“Jeremy, I… I…” Rochelle couldn’t find the right words, as she arched her hips into his hands.

He smiled as his index finger slowly found its way into her opening, inserting himself into her. He pulled his finger in and out of Rochelle, and then soon inserted another. She grabbed his hands, biting her lower lip; her hips seemed to have found the rhythm of his movements

Rochelle’s muscle tightened around his fingers as he continued to fuck her with them, picking up the rhythm.She was just about ready to orgasm before he stopped. Jeremy grinned watching her frown at him. “What the hell was that for?”

“I’m not letting you cum…” He growled, his eyes darkened, filled with lust, “Unless I’m inside you.” He lifted up her legs, placing them on his shoulders. Jeremy sat on his knees, his hands grabbing onto his hardened prick, holding it up to her opening. He leaned in, hovering over her body as he slowly began to push himself into her. Jeremy groaned, hanging his head, “You’re so fucking tight.” He panted as he continued to enter her. Jeremy smiled slightly. He pulled himself out of her then thrusted back in, groaning out loudly. “Gods…” He whispered, “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to your tight pussy…” He chuckled, moving at a faster pace now.

“Do you like this, Rochelle?” He panted, rocking his rod into her faster, “You’re so fucking tight…” He groaned, “I’m about to cum already…”

Rochelle moaned, “Yes! Yes! I like it...”

“Tell me how you like it.”

“I love how your huugeaa…” She didn’t finish her sentence only to end it with a loud moan, arching her hips to meet his thrusts, rolling with his movements. Her muscle clenched his cock tightly, getting a moan out of Jeremy.

“Oh fuck.” He moaned loudly, pumping himself faster, knowing that Rochelle was about to cum. He pressed his forehead against Rochelle’s, as he grabbed her inner thighs, spreading her legs out even further. “I want to hear you scream out my name when you cum.” He panted, thrusting into her harder, his balls slapping against her ass as Rochelle’s muscle clamped down on Jeremy’s cock.

“Oh, god! Yes, Jeremy!” She arched her back as she felt her eyes roll into the back of her head, a white light surrounding her. She moaned out loudly, feeling a rush of orgasm through her body.

Jeremy gritted his teeth, pumping himself in and out of her harder and faster, feeling himself reaching his own peak. With one more thrust he finally came, shooting his load into her. He groaned, their hot bodies pressed up against each other.

He smiled, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her into a tight embrace, “I love you.” He whispered before drifting off into a sleep.

Rochelle smiled, “I love you too, Dan –” She stopped herself before she went too far, hoping that Jeremy didn’t hear her call out his brother’s name. “I love you too… Jeremy.”

“Rochelle! Wake up! The fireworks are going off.” Jeremy shook her slightly as her eyes slowly opened, “C’mon.” He grinned, wrapping her naked body with one of his robes. He carried her in a bridal style out to the balcony once more, watching the beautiful lights. There were hundreds of them going off all at once, too many for the eye to adore.

“It’s beautiful…” She gaped in awe. This year was the first year she stayed in the City for the fireworks showing. The past two years she’d go down to Florida and spent her summer with Yvonne. Girl’s time only. No boys. No Scott and no Danny.

This is the first time I thought about him in three years… She stared at the fireworks though her mind wasn’t on it. I wonder how he’s doing. I can’t believe I’ll get to see him again… I thought I’d never get to…

“Baby?”

Rochelle turned her head over towards the sound, for a moment she saw the familiar blonde hair and blue eyes that she missed so much; she blinked a few time after that and Jeremy came back into the picture. “Hey.” She smiled, taking his hand.

“I… got you something.”

“You did?”

Jeremy nodded as he kissed the top of her head. “You stay here, I’ll be right back.” He gave her a crooked smirk as he walked off, leaving her alone with the fireworks. After a few minutes, he came back, wrapping his arms around her tightly. “Look at me.”

She turned around, raising an eyebrow, “What is it?” Rochelle grinned, raising an eyebrow.

Ignoring her question, he led her over towards a chair, letting her sit. “You know…” He whispered, “Ever since I laid eyes on you, I knew you were the one for me. Even though it might have taken four years for us to finally meet up again, I still liked you.” Jeremy smiled, getting down on one knee, “Now, two years later, we’re here together, and I want to tell you that I love you so much…” He pulled out a blue velvet box, opening the top, “…but words aren’t enough.” It was a diamond ring.

“Rochelle Juliana Lee, will you marry me?”


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I was stuck on the death of her mother for the longest time, and I had no idea how I was going to put Danny into the picture, but I guess there it is. What happens when her mother passes away. :( So, basically through the course of three years Rochelle loses all touch her with former friends except for Yvonne. She hasn't seen Danny, of course, by the looks of her reaction.

To sum it up, Rochelle is now working as a part time graphic designer where she designs games and create posters for bands, or covers and such as...

To be honest, I never really intended for Jeremy and Rochelle to get together, but it'd make a perfect drama/twist/ or whatever you call it. Heh. Anyway, he proposes to her! Egads! Would she be saying yay or nay?

Hm, I guess you'll just have to seeeee~ xO

Reviews are loved like, a lot, a lot.


BTW, I'm going to be going out of town for a few days, I might not be able to update, but I will be thinking about how to write out the next chapter. Mwahaha.