Chapter 19
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It was after a show. It was late. I was growing tired of waiting on the men to go back to my motel room. I was so tired. My feet hurt. My voice ached from cheering for the men. And I just wanted some time alone. And it always seemed that I was with someone at some time. If it was not Ricky it was someone else. And I needed some time alone to relax.
I wondered where Ricky was at. I glance around me. Elvis was on one side. With girls surrounding his every move. He looked pleased by all the female attention that was all on him. I tapped my foot. No one paid any attention to me right now. That was for certain. I glance to the other side of me. I spot Ricky.
Laying over on the couch. I gasp.
Girls all over him. Laughing and flirting. Anger flares up inside of me. I did not want to make a scene with Rick and his little groupies. I was sure he was happy these girls were into him and not all into Elvis. Most girls were all about Elvis. The flattery was going to his head.
Maybe this was why Avery did not want to be with a rocker. I could understand that.
I grumble to myself. I head to Ricky's dressing room. I grab my purse. I would walk over to the motel. No worries. I was a big girl. I hear someone burst in the room.
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"Ricky?" giggles some girls.
"No sorry he is over by the couch" I mutter. "Take a number"
"Thanks" they gush then run out of there.
I head out of the place. Not a single one of them noticed me leave. Not Ricky or Elvis. Elvis normally noticed things. I needed to talk to Mary Ellen! I start feeling home sick now.
What a night. I get to the traffic light. I see the two signs. Was it left on Wildwood? Or right on Dove Ln? Oh bother. I glance down both then I think I see a hotel we were staying at down Wildwood.
I begin to head that way.
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"Wait" someone orders. "Stay there"
I freeze. It sure was not Ricky or Elvis there.
"Drop the purse or I will shoot you" he warns me. "do not turn around. Just drop the purse" he orders. "you know what get down on the ground" he tells me.
"What?" I stammer. I was being robbed??
"GET DOWN! DO NOT LOOK AT ME!" he yells. "down now!"
I do as he says. I tremble then get down on the ground. Wishing this nightmare would end. I get my pretty new dress all dirty. Then I hear him grab my purse. He goes through it then tosses the purse to the ground I hear him take off. I was to scared to make sure he was really gone.
My lip stick rolls on the ground over to me as I tremble with fright. I never was robbed before. Tears fall.
"Is anyone there? Help!" I manage to mutter.
"Miss miss! I got here to late" someone calls out. "take my hand" he orders.
I glance up to see an officer before me. I take his hand.
"Did they get your purse?" he worries over me. He was a young handsome officer.
Tears fall. "He had. I did not get a good look at him" I tremble.
He rubs my back then hugs me. "You are brave. You did the right thing. You will be okay. We need you to come to the station. We have had many women here getting robbed. Would you please?" he asks me.
"Sure" I agree.
"Can I take you home after miss? Where are you staying?" he asks.
"I am with Ricky Nelson's band. I was walking back to our hotel" I tremble. I notice I ripped a hole in my stocking when the thug made me get on the ground.
I get in the cop car. Then we head down to the station. I make a report. And the cop takes me then drops me off at the hotel. I take a deep breath then look around me and rush to the room. Elvis is waiting in there when I arrive.
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"What happened? Willow why did you take off? Ricky is worried sick. He is out looking for you" Elvis announces.
Tears come to me. I burst into tears. "I was on my way back here. I was sick of the both of you and all your women. Then I was robbed. The cop made me go file a report. They took my money. Ruined my dress. Ripped my stocking" I ramble out. "I never have been so scared in all my life" I sob.
Elvis takes me in his embrace. I hold him. I cry. "Hey hey now." he says softly. "You are fine" he tells me.
"It was awful" I gasp.
"Did the guy hold a gun to you?" he worries.
"Yes" I tremble. Though I was not real sure if he had a gun.
He probably had.
"WILLOW!" I hear Ricky exclaim. "Where have you been?" he demands to know.
"Willow was robbed in the parking lot" Elvis warns him. "the police made her file a report"
"Baby!" he exclaims when Elvis was done talking. Ricky yanks me from Elvis to him. Then holds me close. "I am so so sorry" he breaths out. "why had you taken off like that? You scared us all"
"I was sick of you and your groupies groping you. I went to go to the hotel. Then I was robbed" I snap. "not like you noticed until hours later" I mutter.
I pull back from him. "I need a shower. Night" I tell Elvis.
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I brush past them not caring what they thought of me.
I run the hot water. I needed to be clean. I felt so dirty. And unclean. Wounded. I feel my dress soon drop to my ankles. I hop in the shower. The water cleans me. I hang my head. Trying to get the memories out of my head that kept replaying.
I hear the door open there in the bathroom. Ricky was getting in the shower with me.
He pulls me in his embrace. "Willow I am so sorry baby. Those women made me feel good. For a moment. I will never lose focus again. I did not mean for this to happen. I should have been looking over you. And then this would have never happened, and I am so sorry. Please believe me. Forgive me. I can't lose you Willow. Please do not go home" he is begging me.
"Ricky!" I stammer.
He pulls me to him. I hold him as the warm water rushes over our bodies.
"Please forgive me" he begs me.
"I forgive you. I am not leaving you" I promise.
He pulls me back. Then his lips fall to mine.
"I love you. You are the most important person to me. The only girl I want" he vows. "I can't tell you how sorry I let the fan fair get to my head like that"
I look in his eyes. He had tears in them. He was truly upset.
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I lean up kissing him.
"I love you. I know you did not mean for that to happen. I was never leaving. I was only coming to my room" I add. "I was not used to all this. I needed some time in the room alone"
"Oh" he breaths out. "I am sorry"
"I know babe. Stop apologizing. It was not your fault I was robbed" I remind him. I touch his cheek with my hand. "I was jealous tonight. I let it get the best of me"
He smiles. "You are the only one for me Willow. You are my woman. And the only one I want. The only one I dream beside at night. I love you so much. I will make up for this. I promise you. Nothing like this will ever happen again"
"I believe you Rick" I vow.
He nods. "I was so scared when I could not find you"
I could tell he meant what he said. I kiss him and pull him close to me.
We needed each other. We loved one another. No fan girl was going to ruin what we shared.
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