“Baby…Baby! Calm down…” I say in a strict yet caring tone of voice. Rose is latching onto , her entire body frame is shivering from fear. She is cradled on my lap in the back of the Jared’s jeep. Her eyes leaking with fearful tears – her lips moving slightly murmuring broken sentences which I can not understand. She pushes her face into my chest as if trying to hide away – but not from me…from someone in particular.
I try to pull her away gently away from my chest , but this makes her lowly screech and lunge her head to my chest again. It as if she finds comfort being this close to me. Instead of pulling her away , I change my tact tics and try rubbing her back in a soothing manner. This seems to work as I feel her back muscles begin to loosen up a bit. She relaxes in my arms ,however she is still a crying mess.
I can not blame her – I curse under my breath. How could I have let her go out knowing the circumstances and danger she is in. How
Rose’s Pov It’s been exactly five days since I had that encounter with Alex…I still can not seem to brush off that fear that he installed in me – his darkness has been imprinted into my soul. I know for sure that I will not forget the way I felt , for a long long time. I quickly close my eyes shut , cringing when I think about the blood and the ghostly scream that I heard voice out from my mouth. I remember how his head motionlessly turned to the side – a big red leaking hole on his forehead. Chucks off his broken skin was still attached to his head – I currently feel the bile rise in my throat. I shallow it back down , disgustingly trying to prevent from vomiting all over this gorgeous dress. “You look absolutely beautiful!!” I hear Gigi exclaim from behind me. I silently thank her in my head for bringing me out of that recorded nightmare in my head. Shaking my head slightly , dusting the memory away I open my eyes. My eyes lay on a f
Rose’s Pov Hurriedly , I push my clothes into my duffle bag – the same duffle bag that I used when I was asked to stay at this mansion. Thoughts of that day , makes my tears flow even harder. My hair drops over my shoulders , getting in the way of my movement – while wiping my tears , strands of them are getting stuck to my face which just amps my frustration and anger. I run my hand through my hair , and it gets stuck on the hair piece which was given to me. Angrily , I tear the hair piece away from my hair which hurts – however , the physical pain I feel is not as bad as how emotionally hurt I am. When the hair piece is away , I tie my hair with a hair tie . “Why would he want you…” I whisper to myself , while packing all of my own things. I do not take away the things Jason had bought for me – I came to this house with my things and I will leave with it. After packing my duffle bag , I quickly throw over my black hoody over th
My unicorn bookmark takes it's place and I gently close the book in my hands. I close my eyes and reflect on the contents of the book that I have read over a dozen times.A romance about a popular guy falling for a quiet , shy girl . I wish that were true . You see , I'm a nerd whose currently spending break in the library.
I lower my head as his graze burns through me. Slightly uncomfortable, I fiddle with the straps of my bag. It seems like eternity till I lift my head up again , he still is staring at me.Clicking his fingers , my bag is ripped from my back , a hand grabs my arm and drags me to the chair opposite from Jason. I whimper at its tight grip, turning around I see it's the guy with the nice smile. Throwing the bag to Jason , I'm roughly sitted on the chair.
After he had read me HIS school rules , I thought this was more of a prison than a school. It had been a while after he was done. Every few minutes , he would just stare at me. I could not wait to leave.Eventually, he dismissed me. Standing up , I walk over near to him to pack my bag with all my books and personal belongings that now lay scattered on his desk.
Rose POVWalking through the students , I rush to the bathroom. The tears continue to pour. I hear people whispering and some even give me way.Entering the toilet , I wash my face and look at my reflection. My mind goes back to Jas
Breathe Rose...You can do this.I prep myself , motivating myself that I can walk into school wearing....well , this.I'm wearing a white skirt that ends alittle higher than my knees , exposing my thighs. My top is a white crop top vest. I straight
Jason's POV"Come on baby , let's get out of here ," the slut on my lap whispers in my ears.Normally, I'd take her up on her offer but this time my mind was on my angel.