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Chapter 13
Some Things Never Change

“That had better be some blow up doll that’s naked in your bed or you’ve got a lot of explaining to do.” Rochelle sneered as Jeremy pushed the woman away from him.

"Rochelle!" He gasped, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed and quickly slipping on his boxers. The blonde woman just looked confused at the two of them, not sure what was going on. "Rochelle, don't leave!" He tripped over his pants as he tried to catch her before she left the room. "I said wait!" He grabbed her arm roughly, pulling her back.

"I can't believe you're fucking some other woman." She yanked her arm away from him, sending a slap across his face. "What happened to me being your world?!"

"You ARE my world!" He retorted, his hand holding onto his right cheek, a red handprint was beginning to appear.

"So you're..." She paused, holding up a finger at him, "You're just full of it, aren't you?" Rochelle raised an eyebrow, speaking in a calmer tone.

"Can you just listen to me?"

"What is there to listen to? You're in you're bed, naked with some bimbo!"

"That's not it!"

"Is it? What, you weren't having sex in your room?" She raised an eyebrow waiting for an answer. But it never game. She pulled off the engagement ring from her ring finger, handing it to him. “I can’t do this. I can’t marry someone that’ll cheat on me.”

"Yeah? What about you and Danny? Don't tell me you didn't fuck him the other night." He snapped at her.

"No. I didn't FUCK him, just to let you know, because I was engaged to YOU." She turned away making her way to the door, "You know what? Don't call me anymore. Don't contact me." She threw the diamond ring down onto the marble floor, running out of the apartment.

She felt her eyes watering. Rochelle cursed at herself for wanting to cry. She didn't love Jeremy. Did she? If she didn't love him, why was she crying? Rochelle clenched her jaw, angry at herself. The doorman gave her a confused look as she walked out, wiping away the tears away from her eyes. For once, she didn't want to go home. Breathing heavily, she ran as far as her tired legs were able to carry her.

In the end, she didn't know where she ended up.

She wanted to see Danny.

She wanted his comfort.

She wanted him.

She needed him.

Rochelle sighed, coming to a stop. Perhaps going back home was the best choice, after all. She had to go to work. No reason wondering around for the rest of the week in New York City. God knows what would happen if a woman like her slept on the streets. "Taxi!" She reached her hand into the air as a yellow cab pulled over towards the side. "Arizona Road, Glen Scott Apartment Complex."

She rested her head against the cold window watching the droplets of rain trickle down the slick glass. "Miss?" No response. "Miss?" Rochelle blinked, pushing herself from the window. "We're here."

"I'm sorry. I just kind of..." She laughed, shaking her head, "Here. Keep the change." She handed the man a ten dollar bill before stepping out of the car.

"Hey guys. Danny Pryce here. Sorry I didn't answer, probably doing something important. More important than you. Anyway, leave the message after the beep!"

Rochelle sighed, "Hey Danny... Rochelle here. I just broke it off with Jeremy. When you get this, call me? Bye..." She reluctantly hung up the phone, placing the cell on her nightstand. She stripped down to her bra and panties, climbing onto the bed, throwing the covers over her body.

She curled up into her little ball. Something she’s been doing ever since she was a child. With a sigh, Rochelle closed her eyes, feelings the tears roll down her cheek. Her entire body shuddered as she let the tears gush out freely. Even though, her heart might not belong to Jeremy… it still hurt. It still hurt because she thought he was someone that she could trust. And… and eventually learn to love.

Guess he rules out whatever was written down in her book.

“Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes. Five hun- Hello?” The dark-haired girl picked up her phone, whispering quietly into the speakers. It was almost four in the morning, and eventually, Rochelle had cried herself to sleep. “Danny?”

Yes, it was four in the morning and Danny was calling. “Rochelle… I got your message. Why did you break up with him?” There was concern in his voice but really, he was jumping for joy, figuratively speaking.

“Yeah… he, um, cheated on me.” She sat up, stretching her arms and yawned into the phone. Rochelle glanced out of her window; the sun wasn’t even up yet. Then her eyes dropped onto the digital clock that sat on her night stand. “Danny, it’s four in the morning, what are you doing calling me this early?”

A forced chuckled came through the receiver, “After party from the concert. So, how did you find out that he cheated on you?”

“Um… he thought I was gonna be gone for a week and I guess… I saw him with some bimbo on the bed.”

There was silence after that. Rochelle shifted awkwardly in her bed, waiting for a response from Danny. After a few minutes, a sigh came through the receiver and Danny finally spoke up, “Do you want me to kick his ass?”

There was a faint smile that crept upon Rochelle’s lips as she listened to his stern voice. She laughed quietly, a finger running through her black hair, “You dork. I can’t believe you called at four.”

“Anything for my baby…”

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“How long will it take to process all this?” Rochelle sighed, pulling her hair over her shoulder as the man looked through the CD designs and poster. He held up an index finger. “One week?” The man nodded, “That’ll do.”

The two of them talked some more before Rochelle left. It was a publishing company that was affiliated with the graphic company that she worked at.

Rochelle worked almost fulltime, because she was lucky enough to be manager, so se had chances to take breaks. Though, when school rolled around she’d have to work part-time though her status and salary remained the same – that’s how talented she was.

The phone rang, just as she walked out of the building; her Curse of Curves ringtone sounded once more. “Danny?”

It had been two weeks since their break-up and since then, she hasn’t even heard a word from her ex-fiancée. It was the best for her, even though, Rochelle DID miss Jeremy. The two of them did date for two years after all…

Oh well, she had Danny now. He was all she needed.

Everyday since then, Danny would call her, checking up. He promised her once he was through with his tour, which was in a few days time, the band would have a month or two worth of break – then he could go up to New York to visit her.

Danny never broke his promises, not even in so many years.

Rochelle was excited.
“I’m fine, how are you?”

“I’m alright, a bit tired. Baby…?”

Rochelle smiled inwardly at her pet name. They weren’t together but their heart was in the right place. Plus, Danny never let up on the ‘baby’ and ‘honey’ deal.

“Yees?” She knew he wanted something from her.

“Tomorrow, go back to North Carolina.”

“Why?” Rochelle raised an eyebrow in confusion as he brought up her hometown.

“I bought you a first class ticket.”

“Whhhyyyy?”

“I have a surpriiise..” Danny responded to her whine and laughed on the other end while Rochelle merely pouted at his vague answer. “Flight is at 3:25 in the after noon. My concert ends at 11:15, I’ll go back home as soon as it ends, so you wait for me there, alright?”

Rochelle opened her car door, slipping in and hooked on the seat belt, “I… guess… since you already everything without asking me.” She made an effort to sound upset, but why would she be? She got to see Danny after all.

“What are you doing now?”

“Getting ready to go home.” She replied easily, sticking her keys in the ignition starting it up. “Shouldn’t you be practicing for tomorrow?”

“Uh-huh. Uh-huh. We’re taking a break. About to go back soon though.” Danny sounded a bit upset, but they got to see each other the next day. That excited him.

Rochelle chuckled to herself, shaking her head as she pulled out of the parking lot. “By the way, do I need to bring any clothes?”

A chuckle came through once more. “If you can fit into those clothes you left behind three years ago…”

“YOU STILL HAVE THOSE?!” She shouted into the phone, making Danny yell out ‘ow’. She giggled and apologized.

“They’re still there. I made no reason to throw ‘em away.” He smiled, though Rochelle wasn’t able to see. “Go ahead and pack some if you feel the need.”

“How long am I staying?”

“Would you like to travel with me on our final tour?”

Rochelle smiled, she’s never been on a tour let alone a concert, at least, not after she and Danny broke up three years ago. “That’d be awesome! I’d love to go. Where is it?”

“We’re going to California for two days after… Wednesday.” Danny made a ‘heh’ before he continued on, “One’s going to be in L.A and the other one… is back at my home town…”

“Oceanside?”

Danny did another ‘uh-huh’ before a voice in the back ground yelled at him. “Alright! Alright! Hey baby?” Danny grunted as if he was standing up, “I gotta go.”

“Yeah, I heard.” Rochelle laughed as she pulled up to her apartment garage. “Have fun, practicing, okay?” Danny gave her another ‘uh huh’.

“HEY!” He shouted into the phone, and this it was Rochelle being the one to go ‘ow’. “I love you… so much…”

She couldn’t help but smile widely, “I know… I love you a lot, too!” Oh man. She felt like a high school student all over again. “Have a fun time!” She heard Danny laugh and bid a good-bye to her before he hung up.

Picking up her purse, Rochelle stepped out of the car, locking the door behind her.

The doorman smiled at her as he opened the door.

She smiled, tugging a lock of her black hair behind her ear, “Thank you.” She whispered shyly, and then made her way to the elevator.

Level Seven. Room five.

Actually, the apartment complex was nowhere near as fancy a Jeremy’s but then again, he came from a family of rich folks.

It was home enough for her.

One she entered the room, Rochelle turned on the light to her apartment. The red light of her answering machine beeping in a rather annoying manner. People never called her home… unless it was like, once in a blue moon.

She sighed, taking off her shoes and setting her purse on the kitchen counter. Walking over towards the answering machine, she pressed the ‘talk’ button.

“You have… ONE new message.”
Beep!

“Rochelle… it’s… it’s Jeremy. I just… wanna call up and say sorry. I… if you get this message, I was hoping that you’d be meet me up at Meli Melo, nine o’clock? I hope you do. I’ll be waiting. I guess… I love you… Bye Rochelle.”

She stood there, her mouth agape. Two weeks of nothing from him and TODAY he decided to call her up? How dare he even CALL her when she clearly stated never to contact her again.

Ugh, that ASSHOLE.

Rochelle pressed the delete button. Of course she wasn’t going to visit him. No way. After CHEATING on her, he thinks that he can get a second chance?

As if.

Now her good mood was completely ruined. OH well, a nice hot shower would make her feel better.

Stripping down from her work clothes, she tossed them into the laundry bin. Rochelle turned on the radio with a CD already inside: Breaking Benjamin, Forget It.

“It’s a crime… you let it happen to me. Never mind, I’ll let it happen to you,” Rochelle sang along to the mellow rock song, “Out of mind, forget it there’s nothing to lose but my mind and all the things I wanted…”

She stepped into the shower, turning on the faucet, feeling the scorching hot water hitting her skin. It was like a massage to her tense muscle.

By the time Rochelle was finished with her shower, the CD was on the Breakdown track. She continued to sing along to her favorite band, you know, aside from Celestial Haven.

“…is on the way, you could feel the hate, but I guess you never will,” Rochelle sang at the top of her lungs, though it was pretty crappy when she did that, who was listening anyway?

“I’m on a roll again and I want to end ‘cause I feel you creep in.” She wrapped a towel around her chest and another wrapping up her long hair, letting the water soak into the cloth.

Turning off the stereo now, the apartment was suddenly filled with silence.

Rochelle shuddered. It was from the cold air that hit her naked and wet skin when she opened the bathroom door. The other part was from the silence that filled the room.

Oh well.

After she slipped on pajamas and dried her hair, Rochelle fell onto her bed, instantly almost falling asleep.

She had a long day and an even longer day tomorrow.

Her alarm clock went off. 10 AM. She had an hour before going off to work, and then another three hours before she headed over towards the airport, once more.

Rochelle grabbed a small duffle bag, sticking the needed items inside, which included: bras and panties, pajamas, toothbrush, contacts and glasses, and her regular clothes. Actually, she brought clothes a typical twenty year old would wear, you know, the baby tee’s, tank tops, jeans and shorts. If you must know, Rochelle rarely wore those clothes anymore because of her job.

Damn dress codes.

Taking the cab today, she told the taxi driver to go in the direction of Houston Blvd. It took nearly a good twenty minutes before they reached the Johns and Jays Industry. Graphics Company.

Rochelle gave the man a ten dollar bill and quickly rushed to work. She never asked for change, her salary was good enough for her. She was very, very well off for a twenty-year-old.

By the time she reached her floor, the minute hand on the clock hit twelve. Signaling it was finally eleven in the morning. Rochelle always had to be right on the dot. After all, she was valedictorian in high school. “Hey Boss, I’m going to take a few days off.” She knocked on the opened door, sticking her head into the room.

The man frowned, raising both eyebrows, “Again?”

“Oooh, puh-leeease?” Rochelle gave him a puppy dog eye.

The man smiled now, shaking his head, “Now, how can I say no to that face?”

Rochelle jumped up her hands clasping together as if she was a little kid getting candy. The man was like her father, constantly spoiling her. “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!” She ran off towards her office and then turned around towards his room once more, popping a head back in, “You’re the best boss ever!”

The man chuckled as she disappeared. It’s not like he favored her more, but he knew for the longest time, she was miserable, even with Jeremy though she did claim her ‘love’ for him. Until that one day, that Danny Pryce showed up. He’d never seen a bigger smile on the girl’s face.

It made him smile.

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When Rochelle first entered the mansion of Danny’s, she was greeted by the maids – they remembered her. She was greeted as if she had never left North Carolina. They took her bags, making their way up to ‘young master’s’ room.

She walked around, looking at the old place. It seemed so long since she had entered his home. She missed it.

Nothing changed though.

So, for the next few hours, she reminisced and for her, time passed by quickly before the doors slammed opened and the guys walked in, exhausted with paparazzi taking photographs of them. The door then slammed shut.

The dark-haired girl was in the kitchen, taking out a bottle of apple juice when she heard people entering. Smiling widely, she made her way out of the room, tilting her head towards the guys as most of them gave her a surprised look.

“ROCHELLE!” All of them burst out into a loud celebration while they all tackled her at once while the blonde stayed behind, smiling at her laughing face. They gave her a big bear hug, lifting her high up into the air – just like old times.

When things finally calmed down, they all sat in the kitchen eating a very late dinner.

“So it’s true? Danny says you’re going to be going on the final tour with us?” Mike looked up with a fork stuck out in his mouth.

A nod came his way as Rochelle smiled, chewing her food properly. “Yeah, it’s okay with you guys right?”

“Yeah, as long as you don’t mind the farting, burping, and profanity,” Russell chuckled, slurping up the spaghetti. Home cooked dinner was always the best. It beat going out to fancy restaurants.

“I don’t think there’s anything new to that.”

Scatters chuckled came from the guys as they shook their head. All of them remained the best of friends even through their years apart from Rochelle.

“When are we going to be leaving for Cali?”

“Day after tomorrow,” Danny spoke through with all the noodles in his mouth, “Six in the morning, can you handle it?”

“Of course.”

After dinner, everyone went off to their own rooms. Some slept while others didn’t.


“So…” He started off, wrapping his arms tightly around the girl as they lied on his bed, his chest pressed against hers. Danny kissed her forehead gently, “When does school start for you?”

Shrugging, Rochelle glanced up into his sparkling blue eyes. She always loved those baby blues. They always made her so warm inside. Changing the subject, Rochelle mentioned that she had all his CDs. “I’m so glad that my director assigned me the job. I haven’t been so happy in such a long time.”

He loosened an arm, lifting a hand to brush away the black strand of her hair, dipping his head in gently, planting a gentle kiss on her neck. “Mmm, yeah. I… haven’t felt whole in a long time, with you being here… everything seems perfect.”

Turning around, their lips met in growing passion as he shifted his weight on top of her. He hands cupped her cheeks, raising an eyebrow, kissing the tip of her nose as she blushed just a bit. “I missed you… so much.” A sad glimmer showed up in his eyes as she stared into the beautiful orbs.

He leaned in once more; their lips parted at their touch, their tongue fought back and forth, entering each other’s mouth. His hands cupped her face as he pressed deeper, his body pressing against hers roughly.

Tearing away from the kiss, he left trails of wet kisses along her jaw and down her neck, his hands moving lower as well, caressing her thin frame. A moan came his way as Danny sucked at the base of her neck, near the collar bone. He chuckled, “Still the same, huh?”

A hand slipped under her shorts. He bit his lower lip, holding back a groan. The girl wore no panties! “You are naughty…” He raised an eyebrow, grinning at her blushing face. “That’s how I like my Rochelle…” Danny muttered before he kissed her pouting lips, his index finger finding her clit, stroking it in circles as she gasped.

His finger dipped lower into her wet core, chuckling once more, “You’re wet already?” Her response to her question was only a moan as he pushed another finger into her, pumping his finger slowly in and out of her body. Danny nibbled at her ear lobe, kissing her gently.

“Shut up,” Rochelle smiled faintly, turning her head so her lips met up with his.

Pulling his finger out of her, he caressed her inner thigh. Danny smiled, his other hand traced her swollen lips, “You’re so beautiful.” The hand that was caressing her found her clit once more, pressing the hard nub stroking it in a circular motion. Her lips parted as a loud moan came up just as her hips involuntarily jerked to his touch.

She held out her hand, cupping his face for a moment before they trailed down his chest, her fingers running over his abs, causing him to inhale quickly. The girl smiled, remembering that he was ticklish in that area before her hands dropped lower. Her index and middle finger hooked onto his pants, slipping it off slowly, staring deeply into the blonde’s blue eyes. His erection stuck out at her. Her green eyes glanced up at him for a moment while his blue eyes stared back.

Rochelle bit her lower lip, raising her brows, “Please?” Her voice came out in no more than a whisper.

Pulling his finger out of her, the dark-haired girl sighed, her brows slanted slightly at the disappearing pleasure. He grinned at her, bringing his finger that was covered in her juices up to his lip, licking it clean. Rochelle groaned at the sight, pulling his finger away and her lips clashed with his, tasting herself on his tongue.

He grabbed the bottom of her shorts, pulling it down quickly, throwing it towards the other side of the room. Danny sighed, his hands grabbing her legs as he settled in between her. He never took his eyes off her. Slowly, the blonde slid himself into her waiting entrance, pushing himself further into her. He released his breath, never realizing that he held it in, “Oh, God…” He sighed, once he was all the way inside of her.

Pressing his forehead up against hers, he pulled his engorged cock out of her. The both of them moaned together as he pushed himself back in. It felt so good. It’d been so long since he’d felt that way with Rochelle. He clenched his jaws, muttering out incoherent things.

She lifted her arms, wrapping them around his neck, biting into his shoulder as he rocked in and out of her, their bodies moving together. Rochelle muffled a moan as her walls clenched down on his dick while Danny continued to dive in and out. Pulling away from him, she arched up her back, lifting her hips at the same time, meeting his thrusts.

As she did so, he grabbed her thighs, throwing her legs over his shoulder, pushing himself deeper into her, quickening his pace. His bed rocked to his rough movements. “Shit.” He whispered with through his gritted teeth.

Pulling him down, their chests were pushed against each others; her breasts pressed up against his as he pulled out and pushed in once more, “AH!” She gasped as her body tensed, her walls squeezing at him. Rochelle wrapped her arms tighter around him, burying her face in the crook of his neck feeling him shoot his load into her.

They stayed still for a moment or two, until everything calmed down and she released her grip on him, letting her arms drop to the side. Her eyes remained closed as he slipped off of her onto the other side.

His hand found hers, their fingers locking around each others tightly as he brought it up, giving a kiss on her knuckle. Danny pulled her close to him, this time, kissing her cheek, whispering quietly into her ear as a small smile crept upon her lips. His breathing slowed down as he fell into a deep sleep. She remained awake, watching his sleeping form.

Rochelle lifted the other hand that wasn’t grasped by his, a finger gently tracing his perfect face.

Some things never change.

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I know this might not have been my BEST chapter.
But it is a turning point for Rochelle and Danny.
I hope you guys still like it though.
I promise yoouuu, next chapter will be interesting. :]