Hey guys,
So,this is going to be the first chapter written in Roxi's POV. The main reason for this is because I want you guys to know her story,to know how her mind works and to understand her mindset of things. I really hope you guys enjoy this chapter.

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Roxi's POV

The ride home was quiet. I could barely think straight. I watched Will chuckle at something on his phone and it made me curious as hell.

Who was he talking to? What was he laughing about?

All these questions rang through my head and worse still, I couldn't stop thinking about what Jason had said to me. I inhaled deeply and then bit my lip. I was so lost in my thoughts, I didn't realize Will had said something to me, not until he called me the second time. I jerked unconsciously and then exhaled.

"Are you okay?" He asked. One eyebrow raised. I nodded slowly.

"I'm- I'm fine." I swallowed and then bit hard on my lower lip.

"You were staring." His words snapped me right out of my thoughts, making me jump for the second time.

"Was I? I'm sorry about that." I faked a smile. He looked at me for a while and for a second, I thought I saw concern in his eyes but it faded away so quickly, I couldn't tell whether it had actually been there or I had just made it up to make myself feel better.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked after a brief moment. I faked a smile and then nodded.

"I'm fine." I shifted my gaze to the window and then tucked a few loose strands of hair behind my ear. I felt his gaze ponder on me for a short while before he looked away and then once more, his gaze was on his phone.
Will and I got married at a very young age. I'd just turned seventeen and he was almost nineteen. Of course there's a back story but at that moment, all I cared about was saving my family. I bit down my lip and then let out a sigh of relief when the car pulled over in front of the mansion. I hated that I was feeling this way. I hated getting overly protective and cautious about something. Growing up, Jase was practically the only thing I felt a strong urge to protect...until I met Will and worse still, he didn't even know. He practically just saw our marriage as the sham that it was. I needed his money and I wasn't exactly sure what it was that he'd wanted since I'd just recently found out that his excuse of needing a bride to claim his inheritance had been a lie, but here we were. I drew in a deep breath and then exhaled. I was getting all teary and emotional for no good reason. Without waiting for Will to get the door for me, I pushed it open and then climbed out of the car. I could feel his burning gaze on my skin but I couldn't stop walking. I felt like I would suffocate if I spent one more second around him.

"Thank you, George." I greeted the doorman as I walked into the mansion. Without further ado, I climbed up the stairs and then headed towards my room. I flung the door open, walked in and then shut it close behind me. I leaned against the door and every single strength I had in me disappeared suddenly. My head was spinning and my knees felt shaky. I drew in a deep breath and then another to calm myself down. I felt a drop of tear trickle down my cheek and then I sighed.

I was going to be fine.

Why?

Because I was Roxanne Monroe...Olsen of course.

Kimberly's POV

"Thank you." I faked a smile as the car came to a halt in front of the house. I opened the door and then climbed out. "Goodnight Paul." I continued. He stared at  me through the rearview mirror, offering me a small nod.

It was progress.

I drew in a deep breath as I moved towards the house. It had been a long night. A long weird night. I halted when I spotted a figure sitting on the stairs. The outdoor bulb was off so I couldn't see exactly who it was. Not until I got closer. I let out a sigh of relief.

"Isabel."

"Hey you." She was grinning from ear to ear. I finally got to where she was.

"What are you doing here?" I sat down beside her and then frowned. "That's not what I meant. What I meant to say was you have a key,you should have gone in."

That was awkward.

I felt nervous. I never felt nervous around Izzy.....Never.

"I know dummy." She shot me a teasing smile. "I did go in. But Gloria's around. Couldn't deal with her crazy so I thought I'd get some air." She chuckled. I did too.

Silence.....

"What happened yesterday?" I asked after a while. She looked at me and then rose an eyebrow.

"What happened yesterday?"she tucked some loose strands of hair behind her ear. She was playing clueless. Well, I was going to remind her.

"You totally freaked out... totally freaked me out."

"Did I ?"she feigned surprise. I studied her for a moment. She was doing it again. That thing she did when she didn't want to tell me something.

"You know something don't you?" I rose an eyebrow, settling down beside her.

"You know," She smiled. "There's still time to call the wedding off. We could leave, go somewhere else. Somewhere without Gloria, where you could finally settle down and get the life that you deserve." She said choosing her words carefully.

I pursed my lip and then exhaled.

"I would love that. " I whispered,meaning it. "But I can't. " I added, remembering Keenans words.

"Okay looser." She offered me a small smile.

Looking closer now, she seemed a little bit tipsy.

"Stop sniffing me creep." She chuckled, bringing a smile to my face too. "How was dinner?"she slouched. I opened my mouth to talk. "If you say 'you're changing the subject,' I will totally kill you." she cut me off. I whined.

"That's totally unfair."

"Life's unfair." She paused. "So?.."

"Believe me, dinner with the Monroes is the last thing you want to hear about this night." I rolled my eyes.

"Then I want to hear all about it." She said. Her eyes wide with enthusiasm.

"You asked for it." I said before I went on to tell her about all that had happened tonight. I told her about how Jase tried to commit suicide and the girl that saved him. I told her about how awfully quiet Andre was and how sweet Roxi was. I went on to tell her about how controlling Keenan was and how Jase had reacted when Keenan announced our engagement and by the time I was done, she was staring into space, her eyes half shut. I sighed.

"Izzy-"

"I'm wide awake." She mumbled. I scoffed.

"No, you're not." I sighed." Come on, let's get you inside." I helped her up.

"And oh Kim?"she muttered as we walked into the house.

"Yeah?"

"That is one killer dress."
I grinned.

"I think breath taking would be the word."

She chuckled, exhaling loudly as her body hit the bed. She tossed and turned, trying to find a comfortable position until she finally settled for lying on her stomach.

I lay down beside her and then smiled. Glad to have my best friend back. I felt my eyebrows narrow when I caught sight of something on her arm.

A whip mark.

I squinted.

"Izzy?"

"Keep it down Kimmy, my head aches." She murmured. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

Something was going on in her life... Something she wasn't ready to share. Someone was hurting her. Someone she cared about, someone she wanted to protect, else, she would have told me.
Was it someone I knew?

I sighed and then lay down slowly. I would ask her tomorrow.