Over the years, Rose has learned how to be self-reliant. Her childhood had been lonely and unforgiving to Rose. However, she survived coming out the other end as a strong-willed and intelligent young woman.
After a series of bad choices, Rose's fami...
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I pushed Rose out of the hospital while she had her head leaned back, looking at me. I think she moved on from the death stares and accusations of people diagnosing her with a deadly disease. She accused the doctor of giving her polio even though I know she knows that's not how that works.
"Your pretty," Rose said, looking at me. Her hand reached up and outlined my jaw with the tips of her fingers. I smiled down at her, amused by how fucking adorable she was being. I've met high and drunk Rose but never previously sedated Rose. "What a shame," She said with tears coming to her eyes.
Seeing this, I started to panic, and my amusement started to fade away. "What's wrong, darling?" I said, grabbing her hand that was tracing my jaw. By now, we were at the car, and we were waiting for everyone to settle before I helped Rose into the car.
"You won't like me when you see the real me," she said, scrunching up her nose and making a face trying to fight away the tears.
One blink and the tears would fall, which is a dangerous game for both of us. I figured when I met Rose that I would be uncomfortable when women cried around me, but I found out that it just physically pains me to see Rose cry.
It hurts to see her in distress and talk down on herself, which we need to talk about when she gets off the painkillers. This is the last time I will let her do this only because she is on drugs.
"Hmmm? That doesn't sound about right. Can you tell the future?" I asked lightheartedly. Rose shook her head no, her tears slowly drying up. Thank fucking goodness. "Then you have no idea how I will feel. Don't worry about things you cannot change," I said, pointing the finger at her teasingly.
Rose watched my finger an inch away from her nose, and she did something absolutely adorable that I would never admit that I loved. She reached up and bit the tip of my finger, making me laugh. How could she think I wouldn't like her?
I know Rose had a bad past, but I have too. Somethings we will never be ready to talk about but will have to with each other to ask her what I want to ask her. I want to be in a relationship with Rose.
I have no idea if it's too soon or how I should even go about asking her to be my girlfriend. In my mind, she has been mine since the first time I laid eyes on her. My heart has this weird feeling when I'm around her, and my thoughts are violent when she's around anyone else.
I like how she can take care of herself and doesn't rely on anyone. Not the fact that she has some serious trust issues but the fact that she is naturally independent. Her humor always finds a way to put a smile on my face. Her stubbornness is something I adore and hate at the same time.
When everyone was in Cedric's car, everyone being the C twins, and Dane I picked up Rose and got into the car with her. She made noises like she was on a roller coaster making everyone in the car laugh at her. Rose hid her face in my neck, no doubt hiding the blush that I just found out makes an appearance.
