Not So Little Rose

Chapter 41

Face planting on my bed, I felt the hot tears continue to rush down my face like an open faucet. My throat closed up and my nose just blocked itself making it a lot more difficult more me to breathe. I rolled over and grabbed my tissue box before wiping my face just for it to be wet with more tears not even seconds later. 

"Go away!" I yelled as I heard a hesitant knock on my door that immediately stopped. I heard the footsteps rapidly retreating as I ripped off my hand brace and threw it to the side before shoving my face back into my bed.

Why? Why do all the horrible things happen to me? I could've lived my entire life without knowing this but of course it had to be selfish and come to reveal itself. It had to ruin my peace of mind.

A couple minutes went by and a dull ache in my head became a lot more prominent and I squeezed my eyes shut hoping to stop any more tears. As I wiped my eyes for the hundredth time, I heard another knock on my door.

"Go away!" I muffled loud enough for the person on the other side to hear.

Regardless of me clearly not wanting to see a living person at the moment, I heard my door slowly open before closing once again. I heard whoever it was approach my bed before sitting down.

"Why're you crying so much, Bambi?" I heard Mason say as my eyebrows furrowed in confusion. When did he get here? "Mia wanted to hang out so I thought I'd come say hi." He said, answering my question I didn't even ask.

He gently played with my hair as I kept my face buried in my blankets, too stubborn to even look up. Besides, I don't really want to show him my disgustingly red and snotty face. No thank you. He'll run away!

"Go away." I repeated, a lot more softly but still muffled as he let out a deep chuckle before gently rubbing my back. "Mason." I sniffled as the small gesture forced me to cry a million times harder.

"What's wrong Bambi? Tell me and I'll fix it." He said softly as I wiped my face with my sleeves and turned my face to the side showing him only half of my face, but even then my hair covering it.

Moving my hair away from my face, he tucked it behind my ear before a small frown made its way to his face.

"Tears aren't a good look on you, gorgeous." He whispered as he kissed my cheek before lying on his side so we were facing each other. "You're not going to tell me why you're crying?" He asked as I closed my eyes and shook my head, the pounding in my head becoming a lot more prominent. I absolutely hate the aftermath of crying, especially the headache and blocked nose.

"Aiden broke my Rapunzel tiara I got for Christmas." I sniffled as the heartbreaking moment replayed in my head making me cry once again.

I watched as Mason bit his lip trying to stop himself from laughing as I narrowed my eyes at him before turning away from his handsome face. It may or may not be day two of Aunt Flo's visit, which may or may not be the reason for my over exaggeration. But even then, it's an unforgivable sin! I admit that usually I probably would've attacked him and literally killed him, but Aunt Flo loves switching things up a bit. Plus, I like to use my tears to my advantage when it comes to my brothers. Some may call me manipulative, but I call it smart. Besides, it's not like I'm asking them to take the fall for me for a murder case, I'm simply getting revenge for my broken Rapunzel tiara.

"So that's why he was panicking downstairs." Mason snorted as I felt my bed move back up indicating he got up. Seconds later he was right in front of me crouching down in front of me with his chin resting in his palms.

"It's not funny." I mumbled as he kissed my cheek making a small smile appear on my lips.

"I know it's not, it's horrible. Maybe Elijah will pull his gun out on him, or does he just do that to me?" He smirked as I blushed in embarrassment while he chuckled at my rosy red cheeks.