Thank god her pimp avoided leaving any bruises or marks on her face! When a pimp beats a prostitute he has to keep in mind that the clients ALWAYS looked at a prostitute's face first. If a hoe looked all battered a bruised then she would not attract clients. Speaking of pimps and prostitutes Roxyanne's pimp was looking for her. He angrily stormed the red light district. “Where is Foxy Roxy?!” The pimp called out to one of the girls standing on the corner. The prostitute shrugged. He growled and continued asking his other whores if they had seen Roxy. The top prostitute (also known as a bottom hoe) whistled at the pimp and signaled for him to come over and talk to her. He walked over and said, “Do you have any information for me Casey?” Casey was the prostitute’s name. She nodded, “Of course I do daddy!” The pimp smirked, “Baby girl I thought I told you to call me by my pimp name. Call me Boss. I do not want people to get the wrong idea.” What was there not to get? Boss was obviously a pimp. He dressed and acted like a stereotypical pimp. “Ohhhh I forgot! Ok….Boss….I heard Roxy was rolling with some no body. Someone saw her at the Japanese place she always goes too. You might want to start out there.” Boss smirked and nodded, “Thank you Casey. You’re a good bottom hoe. Take the rest of the night off and go shopping. You deserve it. I knew I could count on you.” HE slapped her ass then went on his way to the Japanese restaurant Roxy loved so much.
Roxy reached out and gently caressed Hayne’s cheek. She was so in love with him. It sounded crazy but it was true. He was perfect in every way. “Hmm?” She looked over at him and smirked. “Haaaaaayne….you are awful!” She said playfully. “Do I need to take care of you?” What she really meant to ask was if he wanted a wanted a BJ or a hand job. If he wanted her to “take care of him” she was more than happy to do it. If he just wanted to snuggle for the rest of the night she was happy with that as well. The two of them had had such an emotional night.

“It is alright Hayne. I do not have to stay here forever if you do not want me too. Do not feel obligated to take care of me. I should be the one taking care of you.” Roxy only wanted him to be happy with his decision to stay with her. The two of them were not quite a couple, but they were not friends with benefits either. They were in between. Of course Roxy wanted to be more than that but was happy with where they already were. “Tell me….what would you like? I am pretty good with massages!” Massages always led to more. “Or we can talk….we can do whatever you like. Just name it!” Roxy was trying to forget about the assult and just move on.


(Sorry it took so long boo ^_^)

He wasn't sure what she meant when she whispered into his ear. "I won't go anywhere." He said to her reassuringly. He leaned back in the water it had been years since he enjoyed a nice warm bath. It was very relaxing, and it was what he needed.

He wondered if the music box was important to her. He figured for her to single it out it probably was. He was about to ask to see it, but he didn't get a chance to before she got out of the water, and walked to the bedroom to get his cell. Knowing the ringtone he followed her. He really didn't want her to worry about who was calling him right now. He didn't want to have to explain everything about his ex to her as of yet.

He watched as she counted her ribs. He began to become angry again. He couldn't believe someone would lay there hands on a woman. If he would've killed her...He pushed that thought from his mind. As she sat on the bed with her arms wide how could he resist holding her. Or at least that's all he intened to do, but holding her naked, and wet on his bed while naked. There were some parts of him he couldn't control. His member slowly rose pressing to her leg. "Roxy..." He said softly before claiming her lips softly, and pulling away. "I was thinking...if you don't want to leave at all then, just stay here with me." He blushed as he looked into her eye's. "If you want..." Holding her felt so right. His member agreed. Twitching lightly pressed to her leg.

After all these years Roxy had finally found a man who trully cared for her. He did not care about her money, or her status. He loved her for her. As he cradled her she seemed to come back to reality. It took a while though. Things could have been a lot worse. Roxy's pimp could have violated her. Still the way he touched her made her feel dirty. She only wanted one man to touch her and that was Hayne. "Am I a fool for allowing myself to fall in love?" She thought to herself. Hayne kissed her neck as if to tell her to come back to him. "Do not go where I can't folow you." She whispered to him very softly.

"I do not want to go to the hospital. They will ask questions." There was not much the doctors could o about her ribs either. It was something she would just have to suffer through. Letting out a long, stressed sigh. "He broke my music box." Roxy said to him as she closed her eyes. A tear rolled down her cheek. There was nothing fancy about the music box. It was the last gift her parents gave to her before they died. The inside of the box was broken from the impact of hiting the floor, and the outside was cracked. Roxy knew of a man who could fix it, but it was expensive.

"You better get that. It might be your work trying to get a hold of you." Roxy got out of the water and walked over to his phone. By the time she got to it it was done ringing. "Must not have been important." She did not think twice about the name on the caller ID. It was none of her business anyway. It was not like she had an offical relationship with Hayne.

Her hand carefully ran over her ribs. "1.....2....3....4....5...." She counted out loud. Roxy whimpered a little from the pain and sat on the corner of the bed. She looked up at Hayne and held her arms out to him. She really wanted to be held, and comforted. If Hayne wanted to go further than that she would not stop him

He wondered what she was doing. She was guiding his hand down the front of her body. She couldn't be in the mood not for that not right now. He didn't resist as she moved his hand into her, and then pulled his fingers out immeadiately. He looked at her feeling the rage beginning to rise again, but still some relief at the fact more worst things which possibly could've had her if he had her in that position that didn't.

He watched as she walked away. She seemed so distant, and so far away. He just wanted her back. He hated the fact the man took her from him with such a simple act. He didn't understand why she seemed so down on herself. He didn't care what she was going through he would fall into whatever she was in with her. He just wanted to be with her.

He blushed, but he had to get through to her. He undressed an slipped into the water with her. He didn't look at her but he moved in close cradling her. His member lightly pressed against her back, and he held her. "I will protect you." He whispered in her ear.

He didn't say much after that he just sat in the warm water with her, and the calming silence. He could hear his phone ringing in the other room. He was sure who it was as soon as the ringtone went off. It was Iris by the goo goo dolls.

She was afraid to go outside. "What if someone sees me?" She thought to herself. "What is someone attacks us????" Her thought ran rampant in her mind. She almost did not hear HAyne ask if she had been touched. "Ummmm...." She said nervously. Roxy was still pretty shaken up about the whole thing. If she told him the truth he would probably loswe it, if she lied then their whole relationship be based on a lie. Roxy could not bring herself to describe what happened. Looking down at the ground she began to cry more. She was horrified. Taking his hand in to hers she first ran his hand over her rib cage. There were about five broken bones. Roxy did not stop there. She continued to move his hand down the front of her body until they reached her vag. What she did next was a way to tell him exactly how her pimp touched her without actually using words. Pulling up two of Haynes fingers she continued on and inserted Hayne's fingers in to her then immediately pulled them out.

"That is all." She said very quietly. She was almost to embarassed to look at him. She felt dirty and disgusted because of the way her pimp "checked" her. It was crude and inappropriate. How could a man do that to an unwilling woman?! It made Roxy sick to her stomach. Without saying a word Roxy walked to the bathroom. Physically she was there but her mind had gone awhol (sp?). The only thing she could think of was cleaning herself. She wanted to wash the filth from off of her. Turning the water on to the hottest setting possible she took her clothes off and got in to the shower.

The water was steaming hot but not hot enough to do any damage to Roxy's skin. Sitting underneath the sower she held her knees tightly to her chest and just sobbed. At this point she did not care if HAye thought she was crazy or not. HE could never possibly understand how it felt to be beaten and violated all in one day.

Hayne reached in, turned the shower off and got in to the tub with her. HE held her very gently. His touch brought her back to reality but she had nothing to say

Hayne planned to agree with her for the time being, but as soon as she told him that she loved him. The rage inside him cooled down nearly instantaneously. He looked at her not sure what he should be looking for perhaps a smile to tell him she was joking, but nothing like that came to her face it remained serious, and unchanging. He just looked at her waiting for words to come to his head so he could say something, but nothing would. He just stared at her. His muscles loosened.

"I will stay..." He pulled her to his arms. "I will stay if you will just stay in my arms for a little while." He just wanted to hold her thats all he could think to do that would calm him down, and try to push the idea to chase the pimp from his head was to hold her. He held her gently. "Roxy...i don't know if you mean that or not, but...don't leave me.."

After holding her in silence for a good ten minutes. He pulled away from her. "Do you think you need to go to the hospital?" He didn't move from the edge of the bed. He didn't want to leave her alone for a moment. It suddenly occurred to him. "Roxy...did he touch you?" He asked. His meaning was quite obvious.

At least Roxy did not look like Rihanna after Chris Brown beat her. Her ribs had taken most of the beating. Her pimp was careful about the way he hit his women. H would avoid dealing to much damage to their faces. The rest was open game to him though. To be honest it could have been a lot worse. Roxy had heard rumors that if he was mad enough he would have his way with whoever he was beating just to teach that person a lesson in respect. Just thinking about her pimp touching her made her cringe. How could someone be so cruel? Was wht she thought to herself. How could treat another human being like dirt? Roxy did not do anything wrong. All she wanted to do was grad what rightfully belonged to her and leave. Someone must have snitched of her. Or someone may have seen Roxy walk away with Hayne.

The more he tried to leave the harder she held on to him. "No....." She cried. What her pimp did was wrong. He shouldhave never layed a finger on roxy. "Let the police handle it." If the police got involved then Roxy would get in to trouble as well. Prostitution was against th law outside the red light district. If the cops found out that she had slept with Hayne they would assume that she was soliciting sex outside the district limits. Roxy WAS NOT soliciting sex though. What she did with hayne was out of love not business. The cops would not believe her though. Most of the cops were clients and would take her pimps word over hers. Tht is how things worked in the underworld of prostitution.

Roxy was no longer a prostitute though. In fact she never really was. She had never had any clients, and never accepted any money. "Please don't go Hayne. Stay here. Stay with me. I do nt want you to go." She begged him. It hurt to even hold Hayne. Wht other choice did she have? If she let Hayne go then he would go after her pimp. If he went after her pimp he would either get hurt, get killed, get in to trouble, or get arrested. "I will take care of it Hayne. Just don't go. I will do anything.....I am begging you....If you love me you will stay." That was a cheap trick for Roxy to use but she could not think of anything else to convince him to stay.

"Yes you heard me right...." She said vety softly through the tears. "I am in love with you. I did not want to say it before because I did not want you to think I was weird. I am not afraid to say it anymore. I love you Hayne. I do not expect you to say it back but I wanted to let you know how I feel. I know it sounds impossible and rather quick but I mean it. I have never been so sure about something in my whole life." She felt him relax a little, but she did not loosen her grip. "Please stay. Don't do this. Please stay here with me. Let me show you how much you mean to me. Just don't walk out that door." Roxy knew that sooner or later he would go after her pimp. She could not stop him from walking out everytime, but for now she could.

He wanted to tell her that he didn't care if she had a job or not. He wanted to tell her that she could rest, and that he should go with her not follow her, but before he could say any of that she was out the door. He rushed to put on pants a shirt, and shoes, but by the time he was at the door to go she was out of sight. He figured he had no choice now but to wait. He sighed. He was a little worried, but tried not to think about it.

However there was something on his mind that he just couldn't forget aout. Right before she left she said "Lo..." Just a second before she replaced the whol sentence. He wondered if she could possibly mean what he thought she meant. He wanted to rest, but couldn't stop thinking about it. Every time he tried to sit down he felt antsy and had to get up, and pace or move something he just could not sit still.

His phone rang. The name Susan appeared on the Caller ID. He looked at it. He gulped. His finger...no his whole body trembled as it hovered over the answer button. However hearing a knock at the door he pressed the ignore button. He rushed to the door.

It was almost like Roxanne fell on him. He pretty much caught her as she began sobbing. He didn't get a good look at her before she burried her face in his chest. "Roxy..." He said pulling back, and getting a good look at her. He gasped. His eye's widened. He didn't say a word as he puleld her back to his chest. He had to fight back tears of his own. He guided her inside closing the door after skooting the stuff inside never letting her go. He took her to the bathroom, and sat her down on the toilet seat, and began to check the bruises, and wipe small trickles of blood from her. He didn't know what to say it was a very depressing silence before he began to talk still swabbing the blood from her, and checking her over.

"You should have let me come..." He said lightly. "I would've protected you with my life." He finally looked up to her. He guided her to the bed room. He took one of his larger shirts, and helped her change into it. He again became silent. "Rest, please...i think i need to step out for a bit." He had memorized where he'd picked up Roxy. He was planning to do something very stupid. "Roxy...I'm going to go for a walk." He said sitting on the edge of the bed. Before he could get up he felt her arms wrapped around his chest stopping him. "Roxy...they hurt you...i can't..." His body felt tenser than he ever thought it could be. She wouldn't let go, and he knew if he jerked away it might hurt her. "What would you have me do?" He asked looking at her.

It was pprobably best for Roxy to handle her aunt on her own. Her aunt was vicious and would take down all those who got involved with her. Of course Roxy wanted to move in with him. Hell if he proposed she would marry him without thinking twice abou it. That is how much she cared for him. The last thing she wanted to do was rush him in to something he was not ready for. "I will tell you what Hayne. You stay home today and rest. I will go look around for a job. First I have to stop by my old plce and get my stuff." There was one thing in particular she wanted. It was a jewelry box that her parents gave to her before they died. hat was the only thing she cared about. "I will return shortly. You just get some rest ok?" Her lips pressed against his and then she began to head to the front door.

"It will be easier for me to sneak in and out of the complex if I go alone. If you do plan on following me just keep a safe distance. MY pimp is a very dangerous man. I do not want you to get hurt. I love....." She blushed and looked away from him. "I care about you to much to et something happen to you." That was a close one. Roxanne was in love with Hayne but could not say it outloud. She did not want to look weird for saying something like that so soon. Plus she did not want to admit to it until he said it first.

"If I do not return within the next hour or two call the police. I do not want you to be a hero. Ok?" Roxy huged him tightly then headed out the door. If he chose to follow her that was his choice, but he would have to be careful.

Roxy snuck in through th back door and took the stairs up to the top floor. Her room was right next to her pimps. He liked to keep thw more attractive girls near his room. All the women were either sleeping, or getting ready for the day. Roxy snuck in to her room without turning on the lights. "Where is it???" he music/jewelry box had ben moved. "Someone has been in here!!!" She thought to herself. "Are you looking for this?" A male voice said in the darkness. A light turned on and there was her pimp sitting with the music box in his hand. "YOU SCARD ME! What.....Waht are you doing in here???" She said nervously. "You did not come home last night. I always like to make sure my girls are taken care of. I heard you went home with some chump. Did you bring any money back for me????" Roxy shook her head. "The guy ditched me. We didn't do anything though. Don't worry "daddy" I will bring in some cash tonight. I just came in to clean up and get in to a clean pair of clothes. I have an expensive client lined up for tonight!" Her pimp knew she was lying but went along with it.

"Come here Roxanne. I want to check on something." Roxy gulped and approached him. "You smell like blood." He said to her. "Did you get in to a fight or are you on the rag? God the smell of blood is disgusting." Roxy could not believe what she was hearing. Her pimp was disgusting. While she was distracted he reached up under her dress and inserted his fingers in to her vag, "I KNEW IT!!!!!" He yelled at her. He could feel that her hymen was not longer intact. Removing his fingers from inside of her he reached back and struck her again. When she fell to the ground he continued on kicking her and punching her until he wore himself out. "I sure as hell hope he was worth it Roxanne and you better pray to god that you are not knocked up. You filthy bitch......how dar you lie to me after all I have done for you!!!!" He went on yelling and ranting on about how he was going to kill her for lying, and howmen use women. He kicked her in the stomach one last time and threw her music box on to the ground. "Clean yoursel up you bitch and get back out on to the streets. If you do not come home with ten grand by tonight I will kill you." He left the room.

She was in so much pain. "I cannot let Hayne see me like this!" Roxy had to move fast. There was no telling if her pimp would come back to check on her or not. She got herself up and began to pack up all of her stuff. Thank god she did not have a lot of clothes. She only had enough stuff to fit in to four suitcases. "My music box....." He had thrown it with sucha force it broke it on the inside, and damaged the outside. She shook her head, picked it up, and took everything out the emergency fire escape. Roxy made it back to Hayne without a problem. When he opened the door she dropped everything and ran in to his arms sobbing.



Roxanne's pimp

He could understand her not wanting to move in with him right away even though he really wouldn't mind, but until somethings got straightened out it might be better. Tomorrow he'd have to call his parents. He really couldn't afford not to not if he really planned to get involved with Roxy his parents would have to know. His father was a massive business tycoon, and his mother was a politician, and he had a good relationship with both his parents even though they seperated, and his parents were very kind to each other as well. The reason he was living in this small studio apartment was because. He told them both they cast large shadows, and he didn't want to get to high places he didn't deserve just because of them. They both understood. He changed his last name, and moved down into the city with Susan who continually tried to get him to reconsider, and to take back his real last name, but this was one thing he stood firm about. Even though he changed his name his father to make sure he was ok sent him a small sum to play around with. Which allowed him to take Susan out alot. It was a few months ago that his mother had began to run for an office, and asked his father for some support money. His father was happy to help.

Hayne however brought to his attention he could not be giving him money if he was helping his mother. There are to many things people would say that would discredit both of them if someone found out the business tycoon Norval was funneling money to canidate Renee' as well as some mysterious person. Then they would question why he changed his name, and come up with a bunch of lies. His father understood, and Hayne told his father he would be ok, and even after the campaign was over not to send anymore money. It was not but perhaps two weeks after that, that Susan left him.

"You can stay with me for as long as you like, and if you want your own sleeping space just tell me, and i'll sleep on the coach, and you can have the bed. " He smiled. He didn't want her to feel rushed out or even that she had to leave.

He waited for her to crack a grin, or a joke as she told him the truth, but she didn't...was she serious...half of samsung...that's ridiculous...the amount of money she should have..." He wanted instintually to ask if she was serious. But held his tongue. He wasn't sure why she told him. "I...don't care if you are rich, or poor...or anything. He smiled lightly. And we can maybe save up some money together, and get you a lawyer if you want." With Roxanne he really couldn't ask for his parents help now it was much to dangerous to his mothers campaign.

The ultimatum was more of a way to see if he still wanted to casually see her or not.  That last thing Roxy wanted to do was force him to make such a difficult and serious decision.  It was simple either she could stay or she could go.  He took it to the next level though.  “Hayne…are you sure?”  Getting involved with Roxy was begging for trouble.  He nodded to her and she smiled.  “Alright.  I will look for a job first thing tomorrow morning.  I will also look for my own place. “  She did not want to be a burden on him.  Roxy was still the same girl she was before.  She was still cocky as hell, confident, and kind.  The reason why she had gotten so emotional was because she was trying not to fall for him so quickly.  She was also embarrassed about her profession.  The last thing Roxy wanted to do was tarnish Hayne’s image, and bring him down.  He was such a wonderful person that deserved better than a common lady of the night like herself.  He had so much going for him she did not want to bring him down. “It will be alright Hayne.  I promise.  I might have to stay with you for a couple weeks.  As soon as I get a job I will get my own place nearby.  In fact I might get a small studio in this same complex.”  If Hayne wanted her to move in she would.  Roxy was already asking for too much, she did not want to burden him anymore than she already was.  “I think they are hiring at Starbucks as well as the coach store.”  If Hayne did not already know Coach was a very expensive brand that designed everything from purses to clothes for dogs (lol-I actually buy coach stuff for spuds).  “Do you remember what I told you last night?   About the whole money thing?  That was not a joke….”  Roxy had to set the record straight with Hayne.  Before the relationship got serious Hayne had to know the truth about her.  “I technically own half of the Samsung stock…..”  If she was telling the truth then why was she broke ass poor???  Taking in a deep breath Roxy went on to explain what had happened, “My parents were murdered a year ago and left me everything.  I cannot claim anything until I turn 21.  I am 19 right now.  Until I turn 21 my aunt is in charge of everything.  My aunt kicked me out of my own home and froze all of my accounts.  With no home and no money I turned to a life in the streets.  I was trying to earn enough money to hire a lawyer…..”  She let out a deep breath and waited to see his reaction.  “I am not allowed near my aunt or my company until I turn 21 or get a lawyer.

He listened to her. He didn't understand why she was crying. He didn't know what she meant by bring him down with her. Hayne had not expected so much to occur in the course of one night. He never thought that someone like her would say things like that being afraid. Except for when they entered the bedroom she seemed so confident, and prepared. He coudln't help but wonder who Roxy really was...the girl he'd brought home while he was drunk or the girl who was very upset in front of him right now.

As she left him with an ultimatum He was stunned. His mother, and father would never approve, and what if Susan came back, and would he be able to support them both, and would she really be happy with him. What if she could meet someone better...but on the other hand...What if she met someone worse...He realized in his heart. It didn't matter if she met someone worst or better. He didn't want her to meet anyone else. He watched remaining quiet for a moment as she gathered her stuff. He was still sorting things out in his mind.

"I...want you to stay..." He said blushing deeply. He felt so nervous. He'd never been one to lay it on the line like this. Before he asked his Ex fiance' out on there first date he pined after her for months. But Roxy was different. He gently took her hands holding them lightly in his own. "I want you to stay..." He repeated. "I'm not sure how i'll be able to take care of you, and most nights we probably won't be able to go out eating, or to the movies...and i snore sometimes...and i like stupid music, and i'll probably want to spend time with you alot...and i can be clingy...." He just kept going on adding "And" after every bad attribute he could think of. "If...if you can put up with all of that...then please...don't leave me..." He averted his gaze so shy. This felt so strange.