((Wait, what are you talking about? The ice cream guy?

The guy selling the ice cream was Tony, who Joeywould never date. Remeber when they left the ice cream store Joey was checking out another guy...))

((Lol the pedo in the movie looks like my pedo teacher XD Good movie though, depressing XP

Anywho, you also gotta post on the detective roleplay. No pressure or anything XD))

[[... Omg. 

((He should make it before I have Joey waltz out 'Marcus' XD

Also my teacher looks exactly like the pedo in the movie and he's just as creepy. Everybody thinks he's a pedo because he coaches ALL the girls teams XP))

Marcus jumped as the sound of the glass resonated through the bar. He squinted trying to pin point the sound but had no luck.

Joey blinked up at him, completely unfazed by the sound. "So how about we hit the town?" she raised an eyebrow and a small smile spread across her face. The guy smiled and took her hand in his. "Let's do it."

((Nick speak now or forever hold your peace, I'm running out of things to say XD))

Now, Joey was not one to be shocked, or fazed by anything. But it seemed when even he showed up, her shallow emotions seemed to show. She assumed the sound of the breaking stool was some drunken idiot fighting over some guy looking at his girl. Little did she know, she was that girl.

Her blue eyes went wide when Nick came out of no where and tore the guys hand out from hers. She had no idea what was going on, all she knew was that Nick was yelling. The crack from when his fist hit Marcus jaw, she finally realized what was going on. And when he turned to yell at her, her own anger mirror his own. If not worse.

When he moved away, pinning the guy up again the wall and throwing him, that was it.

"You son of a b----!" She yelled her hand reaching up to grab his throat. She got herself a good grip and squeezed, only to find big strong arms wrap around her waist and pry her away from his neck. Trashing again the man that held her she glared at Nicholas. "What's your problem!" She screamed, still trying to break free.

"Joey, calm yourself." Came the Irish accent of the bar tender in her ear as he gripped her tighter trying to hold her still. She stopped moving and set her wild blue gaze at the man infront of her. "What the f--- is wrong with you! I can go out with whoever I want. I've been doing it long before you came around." She reached out for his neck again, and felt the arms pull her back. She shook and tried to get away from the bartender. "I'm fine, let me go." She said through gritted teeth, keeping her body still. The arms slowly left her and she looked around, noticing that all eyes where on them. Few people had they're phone out taking video. Shaking her head, she pulled her leather jacket, and pulled up the neck off her shirt. She looked at Nick again, and shook her head. "You have no right." She said slowly crossing her arms over her chest. "You never asked me out. You can't tell me who I can or cannot go out with."

Her own words tasted bitter in her mouth, shaking her head once more she turned sharply on her heel and stormed out. Using all of her willpower not to run out, she still had some dignity left.

When she left the bar she took in a sharp breath of the cool night air, trying to calm herself. She was angry, but it had just occurred to her why he was acting this way and she instantly felt bad for going for his neck. "You're drunk Joey, it's just the alcohol in your system." she muttered to herself, shoving a hand into her pocket and running the other one through her hair. This was crazy, Nick didn't like her. She'd had her fair share of dysfunctional relationships but this? This was different. She shook her head and started walking up the street, trying to calm herself.

((Go after her Nicky-poo XD))

((Lol, Nicky-Poo is a great name XD))

"You're crazy, Joey!"

The girl didn't stop walking, instead she quickened her pace. If it wasn't for the light telling her to stop walking, she would have ran across the street, far away from him.

She stiffened when felt him press up against her back, and drop his voice as he whispered in her ear. She felt a slight shiver go down her spine and she fought the urge to slam her head back into his nose. She'd only get blood in her hair, and that was hard to wash out.

Spinning around the face him, she was surprised to see how close he was. Taking a step back she glared at him. "Nick, you're drunk." She said firmly, as though she was trying to convince him that that was the only way to explain his actions. "Even if you felt anything, you had no right beating that boy up." She said her words clipped and angry. "Plus, you only like me, because I looks like your ex-fiancé, you only want to replace her."

Shaking her head, she hurried across the street. Not bothering to check if it was even safe to cross."He's drunk Jo." She muttered to herself as she stared down at her boots as she hurried away. She shook her head, yep, that was it. He was just drunk; that explained all of his irrational behaviour. Henry would do that too when they went there, a guy only had to look her way and Henry would go berserk. Joey knew that was only because he loved her.

She slowed her pace for a moment and let that sink in. Refusing to believe that Nick liked her in any way than more than a friend just wasn't...right. She didn't lead him on to manipulate him later like she did with other guys. She didn't use any of her psychopathic 'charm' to make him like her. And he sure as hell did not show anything before tonight. At one point it seemed as if he hated her.

But yet, he was here to tonight. Following her up the street, shouting how he not the only one that feel 'different.' He was right, she'd give him that much. When she was with him, whatever shallow emotions that psychopaths are said to have came to the surface. For god’s sake she cried, real tears. Her, Joaquin Shepard, a good for nothing kid that got screwed over by the system, killed the only person that could ever love her, ruined her chance at a good life. By her standard of course.

So there was no way that this was really happening.

((I'll also try and post on this XP

And normally, luckily for me most of my romance roleplays die right before the romance starts. I like the build up before the romance, that's the most fun XD

Also Travis sounds like a giant softie, that probably only acts tough to hide the pain XD))