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𝖢𝖧𝖠𝖯𝖳𝖤𝖱 𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖤𝖳𝖤𝖤𝖭: 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄 ❛ the bar was so low it was practically a tripping hazard in hell, yet here you are, limbo dancing with the devil. ❜ —— omnybus, tumblr
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IT HAD BEEN a few days since Rosine had left home. Her betrayal to the family had not been surprising to the majority of the family, though Gerard was furious. Allison was incredibly devastated, but she understood her sister. Finally, they were getting along again, and then Rosine just packed up and left. However, she knew how much Rosine hated being at home. When Gerard wasn't home, Victoria had taken every opportunity to criticize Rosine about her decision, about her choices.
Nobody took her disappearance from the home harder than Chris Argent, though. He had this restrained devastation to him, making him all the more desperate to catch and eliminate this Kanima creature. This made him harsher on Allison, which had led him to bringing the teenager to the morgue to look at the Kanima's victims, interrogating her on the whereabouts of her friends. Chris didn't want his daughters to get hurt, and he just wanted Rosine back.
Luckily, Rosine had been able to avoid her family since she'd left the house. Now that Isaac wasn't a fugitive, apparently he and Derek lived in a loft a bit of ways from the main part of town, in the more metropolitan, city area of Beacon Hills.
Now, Rosine lived there, too, and while the bus rides back and forth from the high school and back to the loft later at night— especially since they were not getting back at decent times due to the threat of the Kanima. However, that just meant more alone time with Isaac, as the two sat on the bus together, usually cuddled together, basking in the rare moment of peace.
Arriving at Dr Alan Deaton's veterinary clinic, Rosine and Isaac stuck close together, the boy's arm wrapped around his girlfriend's shoulders as they followed Derek. Scott had met them in the entrance/waiting room, and did not seem happy to see Isaac and Rosine. "What're they doing here?"
"I need them."
"I don't trust them," Scott said, acting as if Rosine and Isaac weren't in the room. Rosine scowled, glaring up at Scott. He glanced over at her, wary and more than a little bit scared of her. "Or like them very much."
"Yeah, well the feeling's quite mutual." Rosine sneers, leaning towards the boy threateningly. Though she was small and human, Scott knew that if she wanted to, she could make Scott hurt in ways he couldn't even imagine. She was like a storm, a force of nature to be reckoned with. One to not underestimate.
