LOGINHenry froze.His eyes widened.My nails dug into my palms.Fuck.I forced my gaze to stay on his.Say something…All my bravado began seeping out of my veins.My legs wobbled slightly.“Henry…”He ripped his gaze from mine, deciding to stare at the wall instead.“You don't mean that,” he whispered.I stepped closer.“But I do,” I replied. “I know it might have started out as a fantasy… a sexual one… but—” I paused.“I don't know when or how it turned into something more but… I know I feel something, Henry. And I know you do too—”“You're just mistaken, Rosie. I don't feel anything.”My heart shattered.My eyes watered.His words were like a blade and they cut deeper than I had imagined.I lowered my gaze.“I know you feel something for me, Henry. You're just trying hard to seem like you don't,” I sniffled as tears rolled down my face.“You don't always have to be so mean about it though. I understand.”I blinked back the tears, bringing my eyes back to his.He was still glaring at th
“Thank you,” I said, stepping out of the taxi.I glanced at the text from Lena, then back at the house.“Are you alright, Miss?”I turned to find the driver was staring at me with worry.“It's quite a lonely place to be at this time of night, you know?”I smiled.“Don't worry, I'm fine.”He didn't look assured.“Would you like me to wait out here for you—”I shook my head.“Thank you very much, but it won't be needed. I'm totally fine,” I said.“Don't worry, my dead body won't turn up on the news, I promise.”His worried expression broke into a soft smile.“If you say so… don't mind my pestering, I have a daughter that's why. Take care, okay?”“Yes, sir.”With that, he drove away.I turned back to stare at the looming building before me.I walked closer to the gate and rang the bell.“Who is that—Rosie?” Henry's voice came through from the intercom.“Hey…” I replied with a wave.“What are you doing here?”“I need to talk to you—”“Does your mum know you're here?”“No.”“Go back home,
My mouth felt dry.My head ached.My reason for living was down to zero.I just wanted to die—My head was shoved into a bowl of cold water, then pulled back up.My wide eyes stared at my shocked reflection.“Dad!”“I believe you feel much better now,” he said.I glared at him, my chest rising and falling fast.He stared at me warily, then pursed his lips.“I'll take my leave then.”I glared at his retreating frame till he went out of sight.“Fucking asshole,” I muttered, heading to the bathroom.……….Two hours later, I strolled down the stairs dressed in a black corset top and biker shorts paired with thigh high boots.I patted my hair gently.“Where are you going?” Mum asked, walking out of the kitchen with a bowl in hand.“To Lena's.”She'd been blowing up my phone all night.“You aren't staying for breakfast?”I shook my head.“But I made your favorite,” she said with a tiny pout.“And you can't eat it all, I'll eat it later.”“Okay…”She walked into the dining room and I followed
Two hours later, we all trudged into the house, tired from our earlier display of madness at the hospital.“I'm so… hungry,” I groaned.“I'll cook tonight,” Dad said.“Yay!” I clapped.“I see you're as enthusiastic about food as always.”I pouted.He chuckled, ruffling my hair.“Sorry, princess,” Dad said, walking into the kitchen.“I wanna help,” I announced, trailing after him.He stared at me with uncertainty.“Err… how about you just let me handle things here, sweetheart.”“I can help, I promise. I learned a few things from Henry—”I paused, clamping my mouth shut as his face floated into my mind.Funny how it was so easy to forget him for a while.“I'll help too, so you don't have to be stuck with a lousy assistant,” Mum said, ruffling my hair.I grinned.Dad smiled.“Alright then!” …………..An hour later, we sat at the dining table, our hands joined together in prayer.“Bless this meal, O Lord. Amen,” Mum said. I picked up my spoon, my eyes locked on the heavenly delicacy with g
The beeping of a machine was the first thing my mind registered before I opened my eyes.Warmth squeezed my left hand slightly.My attention turned there.Dad rested his head beside my bed, his fingers laced with mine, while Mum rested her head on his back.(Please don't leave me, Daddy.)My throat closed up.My eyes burned.To think that he actually stayed.I squeezed his hand softly.He groaned, squeezing back.Then he went still.Suddenly, his head snapped up.“Rosie?”Mum woke up too.“Oh my God,” she whispered, tears brimming in her eyes.“Hey, residents,” I muttered weakly.“Oh, Rosie.”Mum rushed forward pulling me in for a hug, Dad just stood behind awkwardly, with my hands in his.“You scared us so much,” she croaked.“I'm sorry,” I whispered, bringing my free arm around her as I patted her back.“Promise me you're never going to do something terrifying again.”“Mum…”“Promise me, Rosie,” she whispered, her grip tightening around me.I smiled.“I promise,” I said. “Now can yo
“Rosie!” Mum thundered.A look of hurt crossed his features.“I think it's best I leave, Dee,” he said.“But you just got here,” Mum whispered, taking his hands in hers.I scoffed, making my way up the stairs and into my room.I slammed the door behind me and locked it.I was angry.“Fuck!”I wanted to do damage.So the first thing I did was fling my bag to the wall.The anger still remained.I glared at my vanity stand, then reached over and shoved it to the ground.(It's always about you, isn't it.)My anger intensified.“Rosie!”Footsteps rushed up the stairs.“Rosie!”I kicked the full-length mirror, smashing it into pieces.“Oh my God!” Mum shouted. “Open the door.”I ignored the voice, flinging my shoes away, before walking towards the broken shards.My mind didn't register the tiny prickles as I stepped on the shards.A loud knock echoed against the door, followed by the twisting of the doorknob.“Rosie! What the hell are you doing in there?”I picked up one shard, stalking my
I groaned, rolling over onto my side, the harsh glare of sunlight hit me immediately.I squinted, turning away sharply.“Jesus Christ…”Why the hell was my curtain drawn?Of course… My mother is home.I stared at the bedside clock. It read— 10:50I got up from bed, deciding to brush my teeth and ta
“Rosie's your daughter?” Henry asked, glancing at my Mum.She nodded, brows furrowing in confusion.“Rosie Alphonse?”Mum's eyebrow rose up a fraction.“You…” she paused, eyes moving from me to Henry. “Do you know each other?”“Of course,” Henry said, with a slight smile. “Rosie was my student at H
“Rosie?” Henry called, staring at me in surprise.I grinned sheepishly.“Hi, Professor Henry.” He blinked, lips parted slightly.“Rosie Alphonse?”“The one and only…” I trailed off,His lips broke into a wide smile as he stepped closer.“My, my. Look how big you've grown.” He grinned, tousling my
I dipped my fingers into my slit.Its warm mound welcomed the intrusion with unsurprising familiarity.I moaned softly… eyes snapped shut as molten desire overcame me.Licking my lips seductively— I arched my back in bed, keeping a steady rhythm.In and out… All the while imagining a pair of sleep







