Rozzi's Dorm

[Rozzi Summers]

[Maxwell Manson]

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Max smiled in relief when Rozzi texted him back saying they could talk. He wasn't sure what they were going to specifically talk about. But he knew he had a little hope that it would be a good talk. He left the school to go to the store and by her flowers and a vase before returning to his dorm. He got dressed in a long sleeve grey shirt, jeans, and a pair of jordans. He had both of his earings in and was wearing what he remembered to be Rozzi's old favorite cologne of his Hollywood Playboy.

He left his dorm holding the flowers until he got to her dorm and put them behind his back after knocking on the door. When she opened the door he felt himself start shaking. She was so gorgeous just like she was before she left too. "I-I uh..." He stopped and looked down before moving his arm for behind his back showing her the flowers. "I got you flowers." He said looking up at her with a small smile.

He stepped inside when she let him in and he looked at her. "Thank you for um..." He began to lose his train of thought from looking at her. He looked away and felt himself start to blush. He coughed to clear his throat before looking at her again. "I wanted to thank you for actually talking to me right now... I um..."He paused and ran his hand over his short hair. "I broke up with brielle."

[Rozzi Summers]

“Uh… ok thanks for the flowers,” she said in a confused tone. She didn’t know what crazy part of her actually agreed to talk to him since she hadn’t wanted to do it for the longest time. Maybe it was just time to grow up and to get it over with. After that whole episode in detention, she kind of felt bad for yelling at him anyway. She decided they needed to talk like civil people, but when he came to her dorm with flowers, and acted all nice, and then announced that he broke up with his girlfriend? Who did that?

“I uhm…” she motioned for him to come in and closed the door behind him. She set the vase down on her dresser, “Wow, ok, listen Max.” She wasn’t even sure what to say to him, but she sure as hell felt bad for the poor girl. “First of all you can’t just show up here and announce you broke up with that poor girl and expect that to help anything because that made you sound like a huge douche, second of all. Now I feel bad because you were an idiot and broke up with that poor girl after you took her virginity, and she’s like twelve, so that was kind of wrong. So whatever you have to say better be good because you got yourself into this mess in the first place.” She sighed.

What was this even going to accomplish. She had spent so many nights crying over Max, and now he was going to try and talk it all away, again. She didn’t want to fall for it, but somewhere, some part of her was going to want to listen, and there was probably a part of her that was always going to want to take him back, but she couldn’t do that. Everyone always carried a little piece of their first love with them right? She deserved better than him. Or that was what she had concluded. She really wanted to hear his explanation though. How was he going to talk away this one?

[Maxwell Manson]

<sup>"I wasn't expecting it to help anything, I promise. I just wanted you to know before I said anything that I broke up with her. And trust me, I got what I deserved and i'm probably having charges brought against me." Max said gesturing to his busted up bloody lip that was kind of puffy and bruising. Max sat down on her bed and looked up at Rozzi, "I'm not here to apologize because I know you don't want to hear that Rozz. Just hear me out on what I am here to say to you..."

He thought about what he would say if he had to chance to talk to her for the past two weeks. And now that he was broken up with Brielle, he could actually tell her everything and it wouldn't be bad of him to say it. "I know that I messed up and I betrayed your trust, Rozzi. I'm stubborn and I wouldn't admit might stupidity for hurting you, but now I am. It wasn't because i wanted to hurt you or lie to you. I shouldn't have cheated on you, and i've learned from my mistake Rozzi. I know that in the past you were hurt by me. But i'm not that same guy I was a year ago! Well, I am still Max.. But you know what I mean. I'm human Rozzi, and humans make mistakes and I learned from mine. I'm not going to hurt you, and I will never lie to you again. I promise I wont cheat on you ever again. You were the best thing that ever happened to me, Rozzi. The best damn thing. If I had the chance, I would never put that in jeopardy again." He paused and actually looked up at her as he rubbed his hands together and biting his bottom lip.

"I need you in my life Rozzi, I want you back so much. I need you to give me a chance, and I swear it won't be like last time. I won't abuse my chance; I just want to able to show you that I'm not that horrible person that hurt you like before. I just want you to be happy. Not being able to hold your hand, kiss your beautiful face, holding you in my arms... It killed me over the past year, and I hate not being able to do those things everyday like I was able to. I've been frantic , rozzi. I miss you so much. And there has to be a part of you that misses me to. You were my first love, and you still are my one love. I still love you Rozzi. And I know I hurt your heart. And I will do everything in my power to fix that if you just let me have a chance. I know I can do it..." Max stood up from her bed and looked down at her waiting for her response as he bit his bottom lip nervously.</sup>

[Rozzi Summers]

“Well you deserve it, you were the one that messed with her in the first place, and if what you’re saying is true, then why did you even…” It was so hard to find the right words to say to him. “If you really still cared to much about me then why were you with her in the first place? Why did you go and make her believe that you really cared about her? Why did you let her loose it to you? To me that doesn’t make you sound any more mature then you were a year ago you still sound like the same old Max to me.” She shrugged, maybe he could come up with a reasonable answer to her question and prove her wrong.

“And if you cared so much about me the why did you do it?” She wasn’t going to take him back that easily. She knew she deserved better than him, and so far he hadn’t said anything that made her want him back. “You’re an idiot if you think that just because you came in here and said I can trust you and that you changed means that I’m going to take you back, and yes. There is always going to be part of me that misses you. You were the first guy that I loved, you were the first guy that I trusted, and you broke my heart Max. I can’t just trust you again, I can’t go back and pretend like that didn’t happen, because I’m always going to compare myself to Esme, and I’m always going to wonder if you’re with some other girl on the side, I’m always going to feel like I’m not good enough, and that you want someone like Esme. Everyone does right?”

She really didn’t want to go on another rant about Esme, so she took a deep breath. “Listen Max I can’t give you that chance with my heart again, because you’ve messed it up so many times, I also don’t want to date someone who could end up in Jail because he was an idiot and slept with a thirteen year old girl, but that’s a different story. I just….” What was she saying? “I can’t give you any more chances, because you still seem like the same old Max to me.”

[Maxwell Manson]

Max leaned his head back and ran his hands over his face. He knew this wasn't going to be easy. "I tried contacting you Rozzi! After you left I tried for seven god damn months! I called your grandparents even and they told me you didn't want to talk to me. After seven months, I thought maybe I should try to be with someone else. I wanted to try and move on because I knew you wouldn't even talk to me again after hurting you so badly. And then I met Brielle, and she was into me. And I needed someone who wanted me. And I do care about Brielle, but not in the way I should have. She came to me, and she told me she wanted to have sex. She wanted to lose it to me. I would have felt terrible to reject her, and I feel even worse now that I didn't reject her."

Max felt his eyes getting watery when she started saying that she was always going to compare herself to Esme. She had no reason to even compare herself, she was so much prettier and she was perfect compared to Esme. "Honestly, I let my dick become my brain. Me and Esme... I used to have a small little thing with her before I was with you. I was not even close to being in love with her. She came to me one night and I just wanted to have sex with her. One time. I don't want someone like Esme, I didn't when I was with you either. I just wanted sex at the time. That's all i wanted, i'm a teenage boy filled with hormones. It's bound to happen. But cheating on someone as special to me as you, that's where I went wrong." He paused and blinked a couple times so his eyes weren't getting water and he could wipe them. He felt like a pussy for crying, but his feelings away made him emotional when it came to Rozzi. "You can trust me again, Rozzi. And I will do anything to gain back your trust. I'll stop talking to every girl except you and my sisters. I will let you have my cell phone account so you can check every message I send, and i'll let you have my usernames and passwords to every account I have." He stoped and looked down at her again.

Max took a uneasy step towards her not sure how she would react. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close to him hugging her. He put his chin on the top of her head as he spoke. "Esme means nothing to me when it comes to you. You are so much better than her in every single way possible. You're so beautiful, and perfect. You're all i've ever wanted and so much more. I just want a chance to prove that to you, Rozzi. I don't want Esme, and I don't want anyone except you. " He kissed her head knowing it wouldn't do any good. But he wanted to hold her and kiss her even though he knew he didn't deserve to.

[Rozzi Summers]

“If I have to control you like that to keep myself from thinking that you’re cheating on me, then it’s not worth it. Honestly I can’t think of any way for you to make it up to me, because I’ve heard this a thousand and one times, and yes I know you’re stupid. Whatever. I need to know that I can trust you without having to watch over you twenty four seven. I’m not the type of girl who has to watch their boyfriend all the time, and it’s because I can trust them. I can’t trust you, not with what you did to me. I’m sorry Max I can’t, and if you broke up with her for me, then maybe you should go get her back, I don’t know but I can’t trust you again because I trusted you before and all you did was break my heart.” She was starting to realize it was a mistake to try and talk to him again because all it was doing was bringing up her old memories that she didn’t want to think about. All this was doing was making her want him back but she couldn’t go down that road again.

“Max stop,” she pulled his arms off of her. “I don’t think that this is going to work,” she stepped away from him and walked over to her dresser, and opened the top drawer. “I don’t think that you can prove your trust to me, because even if you find some way to prove it I’m still going to wonder if you have some girl on the side, or if there’s someone better than me that you want to be with. “ She stopped talking because she didn’t want him to know that she felt like crying. Her voice was doing that high pitched thing that if did when you were on the verge of tears. “Listen,” she too his hand and opened it, handing him the necklace she had given him. “Take your necklace,” she took a deep breath, and went to go get the flowers he had given her before. “Give it to your next girlfriend,” she said with a smirk on her face remembering that time that he had joked about giving it to his next girlfriend. “Take your flowers,” she handed him the vase. “Just leave,” she sighed, before she plopped down on her bed.

“Maybe we can be friends or something… I just…. I can’t be with you the way you want me to,” she was crying now, and she couldn’t hold back the tears anymore. No matter how much she wanted to say yes, she wasn’t going to go down that road again, she didn’t want to hear him talk anymore.

[Sam Dawson]

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You can say you want to break up with someone, and convince yourself that you're better off without them. You can tell yourself that you won't miss them, and that you'll be glad to see the back of them. You can say these things ... But it there any truth behind them? After Sam Dawson received a phone call which ended his three years relationship with one Amanda Hendrick he realized that there was not an ounce of truth behind what he said, and he cried like a baby. Yes Amanda had been a terrible girlfriend, and in all honesty, he'd been a terrible boyfriend, but that didn't make the love they shared any less real. They went through things together, they meant something to each other ... Or at least Sam thought they did.

Since the phone call Sam had barely moved from his bed his eyes puffy from crying and his lungs aching from all the cigarettes he'd smoked. Smoking was a really bad idea in his current condition (what with having only one working lung), but he'd done it anyway, it made him feel slightly better.

As the day went on he realized there was only one person he wanted to talk to, and it was Rozzi. Sam got up from his bed, his head spinning a little from the nicotine rush, pulled on some clean clothes and headed over to the dorms. When he got to her dorm he knocked and stood there anxiously flicking his lighter on and off, it was easy to tell he was upset.</sup>

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[Rozzi Summers]

She hadn't been expecting any visitors so when someone knocked on the door and she was still in her pajamas, she wasn't sure who to expect.

"Max if that's you go away I don't want to talk to you," she sighed. Why was that the first person she expected? It was the first person she knew that might come to visit her out of the blue. She got up from the bed, where she had some homework spread out around her, and slipped on a pair of slippers, before she went to answer the door. She wished she had gotten dressed when she saw Sam at the door, because now she just looked stupid standing there with her shorts and a t shirt.

"I wasn't expecting people to come over," she wasn't sure what to say to him. "Come in," she said closing the door behind him. "Are you ok?" she hadn't known him to be a person that would show up without a call or text. So it was weird, she was concerned, but didn't know what to expect as an answer to that question.

[Sam Dawson]

<sup>When Rozzi opened the door Sam felt an overwhelming urge to just break down and cry all over again. It's hard to stop yourself when you're far from okay and someone asks you if you're okay. It makes you realize all over again how not okay you are. Instead Sam just shook his head and came in to Rozzi's dorm, shutting the door behind him. Once inside her room he discovered how much he wreaked of smoke, it was actually rather overwhelming.

'Amanda broke up with me, over the phone, like, two hours ago', Sam told her, his voice cracking a little in the middle of his sentence. Just saying it aloud made him want to cry, he shut his eyes tight and looked down at the floor. No girl wanted to see a guy crying. Now he actually thought about it he wondered if coming to see Rozzi was the best idea, after this she'd probably think he was pathetic.</sup>