Roseline, her mother, and her grandfather had been doing one thing or another for the past few days. Roseline had thought her so-called father would spare his own father, but she was wrong; he never spared the old man for a second. And the strangest thing she had never seen in that house was Tony's reaction towards her. Sometimes she would see the boy ogling her, and sometimes the boy would just stand by smiling dangerously. It was weird and, at the same time, very strange.Roseline walked towards the attic she and her small family were placed in. Walking inside, she saw someone unexpected sitting by her bed. With her mother's drugs?She ran to him, taking the medicines from him."And why are you here? Why are you on my mother's drugs?" She glared at Tony in annoyance.Tony smirked at her before turning away."Your mom is an asthmatic patient. That's interesting."He walked out of the attic, leaving the girl really confused. What does he mean by that?And her mother's medications! She
A week laterRoseline was In front of her father, staying on her knees. She had been there for a while, waiting for her father to just look at her and have pity.After an hour of kneeling, Michael couldn't take it anymore. He turned his head, staring at the girl in question in annoyance."What?! What do you want exactly, rose?" He yelled at her, but the girl didn't move an inch. This is her mother here. She needed the money before it was too late. Her mother cannot see her here, begging her father, or she might get upset with her."My mother has a disease, and she needs...""That's none of my business." He cuts her off, smoking his tobacco."Please sir. She has a heart disease, and she needs immediate attention," she begged again, almost crying. She had promised herself not to shed a tear in front of this man or his family, but it looked like her eyes were doing otherwise. She just couldn't let her mother die, could she?She had watched her grandfather die; her mother would not die to
A few years later....Roseline locked herself in her room, busy with her computer. She took sip from the juice on the desk, before typing really fast on the computer. "Common." That was the word she kept repeating to herself. "Rose!!" She heard her name down her room, but she never gave up on what she was doing. She continued with her work, applying for something very important. "Rose!" This time, this person calling her was getting closer to her. She quickly paused all she was doing, close her laptop, hiding it well from her. "What are you doing?" She quickly stood up on her feet and turned around to meet the unhappy glares on her. "I was...umm.." she pointed to the drink and the food on her table. "Eating." "Eating uh? Were you pretending not to hear us?" Jessica scowled at her but Agnes didn't even batt an eye as she spoke. "I was mouth full, so I couldn't talk." "Where is my purse?" Jessica got to the point. "I don't know." She shook her head. Why would she know where h
The next dayRoseline's eyes were closed in prayer. And after a while, she opened them back, opened her laptop, and then went back to check her application.After a brief moment of silence, she suddenly screamed out.She jumped around her room in excitement, hugging her laptop like it was her loved one. She just got the scholarship she had always wished for. And at what school? The best school in the city. The school she had always wished to go to. She quickly dropped her laptop and accepted the admission with happiness."Only if mom and grandpa were here. We would have celebrated with some good barbecues." She closed her eyes sadly, greatly missing her mother. "Mom, grandpa, this is for you. I am finally going to school to make you both proud." She muttered to herself and ran to look through the small window in her small room."I finally got it!" She yelled to the sky happily. "I finally did." She chuckled. "Rose!!" She heard Jessica's call from the stairs.Oh, now I wish she accept
"Common dude, chill. It's not like i don't have the money to care for them." Lucian folded his arm, leaning to the door."Lucian, you have a lot of girlfriend. Tina, Sarah, Liliana, Lita, Isabella, Monica, and a lot more. Now you have Taylor? Don't you get tired of being a playboy? And besides, is your libido that high?" "Will you believe me if I told you I am a virgin?" "Anyone in their right senses, even your mother or your father wouldn't believe you if you told them you are a virgin.""I am. I am a virgin. Accept that." He began to walk away. "No you are not." Perry disagreed with him, waking behind him with his hands tucked in his pockets. "I have seen you kiss so many lips before, and you think I would believe you are a virgin.""Shush Perry. You have such a loud voice, someone might here you. I am a v, accept that. My interest in girls doesn't mean I am a playboy. I just respects women, and would try every possible way to make them happy. They all deserved that." "So respec
Roseline walked down the balcony, tracing her room number. And at last she found it. "Room 39. Yup, that's it." She placed her hand on the door to knock on it, but instead it opened itself, revealing two girls jumping on the bed like kids. He stared at the two girls in confusion, before checking the room number if she was right. Maybe it was room 36. But it wasn't, it was still room 39. "Hello." She greeted, then did the two notice the girl by the door. "Oh, you must be our new roomie!" One of the girls said cheerfully. "Yeah. Roseline Douglas. student on scholarship." "Oh wow, that's cool. Common in already." She walked in with her stuffs. The two girls sat beside her in smiles. Her room mates with a good sense of humor. "I am Jennifer and she is Lizzy." The first girl introduced. "And you are welcomed to OUR room," the one name Lizzy jovially said, referring to the three of them."Thank you." She appreciated. "And that's your bed." Jennifer pointed at the bunk bed in front o
"So?" Rosemary dropped her luggage looking around the small room she sees herself in. She reeked of prestige and she did acted like one. Irritated to everything and very prideful, and the three girls couldn't think less, she is from a rich home. But what's she doing here? She is supposed to be in perhaps her personal house or a big apartment. "Where is my bed?"Over there." Lizzie pointed to the lower bunk. Rosemary avoided them, moving closer to the bed. She took off her shades and her shoes, before she stood barefooted. Roseline already settled on her bed, unpacking her clothes into the wardrobe room. Jennifer thought it's right for Rosemary to know who they were, so she courageously spoke to the rich girl. "So my name is Jennifer, and she is Lizzie." And to Roseline, " she is..." "Roseline. You have said her name earlier on. Two roses. Got that. Now, where is the bathroom?" Lizzie pointed to the bathroom, only for Rosemary to go in and ignore them like they all weren't from th
Roseline and her friends went shopping all afternoon, going back home with three bags of new clothes and shoes; thanks to Lizzie's rich background. Roseline got prepared for her birthday celebration, which she had never done for over six years. "Guys, are you ready?" Lizzie questioned happily. She was also clad in in a short Royal blue sleeveless gown, and a high silver heels. "Yeah!" Jennifer replied, also putting on her heels. Roseline looked intensively at herself in the mirror. Her face, to her petite body. *I have grown up to become an adult. A beautiful adult. Today is my birthday, this wonderful day. It had been months since I left hell and ever since then I felt freedom. And I hope I never see them again. Never again. ‘Mom, I hope you are seeing this. It's the day I become an adult. Please guard me to the right path...wherever you are..." "Ohh," Jennifer placed her hand on my shoulder. I could see her wide smiles from the mirror. Then did Lizzie the rich girl came by a