A Star For Rob

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A Star For Rob

Status: Draft

A Star For Rob

Book by: k.l.warzala

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Genre: Romance

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Rob Starre grew up poor in a troubled childhood. He never wanted a life in music, but by the time he was thirteen, his father made sure there wasn't an instrument out there that he couldn't play.
When a horrible chain of events forces him out in the world, the music is what keeps him alive. When a one-night stand and a chance encounter brings Rob face to face with stardom, he has to decide
if it might cost him more than he's willing to give. ***Rated X for language, graphic sex scenes, rape, drugs, and alcohol.*** This is the first draft. I want to thank all who read and review. I
always appreciate the help.

 

 

Content Summary


Rob Starre grew up poor in a troubled childhood. He never wanted a life in music, but by the time he was thirteen, his father made sure there wasn't an instrument out there that he couldn't play.
When a horrible chain of events forces him out in the world, the music is what keeps him alive. When a one-night stand and a chance encounter brings Rob face to face with stardom, he has to decide
if it might cost him more than he's willing to give. ***Rated X for language, graphic sex scenes, rape, drugs, and alcohol.*** This is the first draft. I want to thank all who read and review. I
always appreciate the help.

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It was close to ten-thirty and Lucy was still in her nightgown when she answered the door.

“Hey, sexy lady. You’re not ready yet?”

She laughed and turned away from the door, leaving it open. “Come in, Michael.”

“Do you always look so sexy in a flannel nightgown and fuzzy rabbit slippers?”

“Now I know you’re lying. Want coffee?”

“Yes, I would love some. Is it ready? I can pour.”

“Thanks. I’ll get dressed.”

She headed for the bedroom and chuckled when she heard his “Do you have to?” remark. He was so predictable. Maybe that’s what she liked about him. He was steady. He was dependable. And she always knew what he would say before he opened his mouth.

She liked Michael. She liked him a lot. But she didn’t love him.

Her relationship with him was not filled with romance. And even though he joked with her unceasingly, he never tried make it more than it was. He had yet to kiss her, let alone try to take her to bed. She didn’t know if it was because she shut him down that day in the hospital, that first day he took her out to sit in the sun.

Or if it was because of the baby growing inside her.

Or that the baby belonged to someone else.

Lucy took her robe off and stepped before the full-length bedroom mirror. She turned sideways, admiring the bump in her belly.

“Hello, my little one.” She caressed her stomach. “How are you this morning?”

As if in answer, the baby kicked her hard, right under a rib that was still healing. She doubled over. “Ouch!” she said when her breath came back. “Now that hurt, you knocked the wind right out of me. You must be a boy.”

She grinned at herself in the mirror. A boy. The thought filled her with joy. A little Rob Starre. She wanted so much to give birth to this child. She wanted to show him to Rob. She wanted Rob to be proud of her. She missed him so much.

When the thoughts of how close she came to an abortion invaded her memories, she would shiver, horrified she could even think about getting rid of little Rob. And she was grateful she didn’t lose him in the bus accident.

There was a light rap on the door. “Hey, in there. You about ready?”

“For our hot date, you mean?” She shouted at the door. “With that gorgeous, fat, little, bald doctor?”

She heard Michael chuckle.

“Stop daydreaming, Lucy,” she whispered to her reflection. “You may never see Rob again. And you need to get your ass in gear.”

The thought saddened her. She wanted to see Rob. She wanted to hold him and make love with him again. Life with Rob had been fun and exciting, even the bad parts when they argued because it made the making up part so much better. The thought of life without him was too depressing and she couldn’t do it. They needed to be together. They were a family, the three of them, little Rob included.

A sudden blinding light struck her behind the right eye and sent her to her knees. At her cry of pain, the door banged open against the wall and Michael ran into the room.

“Lucy?” He sank to his knees beside her. “What is it?”

“Oh, my eye,” she cried. “It hurts.”

“Your eye hurts?”

“No, not my eye.” She struggled to her feet, one hand held over her eyes. The light in the room was suddenly too bright.

“Here.” He grasped her arm and helped her up, walking her to the bed.

Her tears flowed freely as she sat down. “It’s behind my eye. Like a headache. But oh, so much worse.”

Michael grabbed the box of tissue off the nightstand and handed her one.

“I’ve never felt pain like that before.” She dabbed at her eye, trying to keep her make-up intact. “Can you kill that light please?”

“Of course.” He walked over to the wall switch and clicked it off. “Better?”

“A little. Maybe if I could bother you for the Tylenol? It’s in the bathroom.”

She heard him open the squeaky mirror hiding the medicine cabinet, then pour a glass of water from the sink. He returned a moment later, handed her two tablets and the water.

She kept her eyes closed as she took the Tylenol. “Thank you, Michael. I hope that works.”

“It should. Let me know when it kicks in. I’ll help you finish dressing.”

She was about to protest when he lifted both his hands in surrender.

“No funny stuff, I promise.”

“Thank you, Michael,” she whispered. “You’re too good to me.”

“Yeah?” he asked. “Well, let me know when that sinks in. I can be better to you.”

She kept one eye closed and studied him as he stood in the doorway. For some reason, she knew that this time, he wasn’t joking.

“I’ll call the doc’s office, let them know you’ll be a bit late.”

***

 

The rental car stopped halfway up the driveway and D put the vehicle in park and let it idle. He said nothing but looked expectantly at Rob, his eyebrows raised in question.

“I guess I have to do this, huh?” Rob asked.

D shrugged. “Only you know the answer to that, my friend.”

For a moment Rob didn’t say anything. He sat unmoving in the passenger’s seat, his eyes blank orbs staring out of the windshield, reliving memories he never wanted to see again. But there they were, in living color. Finally, he turned his eyes to D and spoke. “Let’s go.”

“You’re sure?”

“As sure as I’ll ever be.”

D shifted the car into drive and rolled the rest of the way to the house. He parked close to the back door, as if to make a quick getaway if the chance arose. He turned off the ignition and looked at Rob.

“I’ll wait here,” he said.

“Not a chance, D. I need backup.”

D laughed. “Okay, you got it.”

Rob climbed slowly from the car, shut the door, and stood on the gravel drive; his eyes riveted on the house. Too many memories. Too many bad memories that now flooded his mind with awful images. What was he doing? Why did he come here? This was such a bad idea.

“Rob?” D was at his side, one hand holding his elbow as if to steady him. “Everything all right?”

The house mesmerized him, and he couldn’t seem to find his voice.

“Rob.” D gently shook is shoulder.

He blinked several times, then heaved a heavy sigh. He was surprised to find D standing beside him, a hand on his elbow.

“Sorry, D. I kind of blanked out for a minute.”

“Want to keep going?”

“I don’t know.” Rob shook his head. “I don’t know if I can.”

He turned his eyes to the house again. The windows stared back at him like hollow eyes. Empty like the way he felt while he lived here.

How could he face his father? His stepmother? After everything that happened, how could he look them in the eye? And what about his sisters? He would never get over the guilt he felt since he left them behind. Would they ever forgive him?

How would they receive him? Would they glare at him with hate and shame in their eyes? Would they slam the door in his face?

Rob’s mind ran rampant with these thoughts as he looked at the blank windows. Would he be able to stand whatever reception they gave him? He wasn’t so sure.

He glanced up at D and noticed the big man studying him. He shook his head, turned around, and started to walk back to the car.


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