Rosabelle POV. Mommy had this stupid leash on me again, and this time I refuse to use it, I'm not going to walk, I'm gonna stay in my place no matter what she do, no matter what Miss Dakota says, I don't like it, I like playing with the other pets, most of them have to be warned that I'm just a baby but they played with me, and I enjoy playing with Rila and Iris. "Don't you want to play with Iris and Rila?" she asks me, but Iris would burn her daddies on the stake if they did this to her, and Rila's mommy only got to give her one look to have her frozen in place, that left me alone with my stupid pink leash to match my clothes of the day. A pink dress with high knee socks and my shoes, but I wasn't going anymore, no matter what, I'm not going. "Nu," I answer her, I don't want to go, no matter what."I'll get you ice cream if you're good," she bribes me, but I shake my head no, not with this stupid thing on, never! "Nu wanna," I say again, refusing to go, not caring, I want to stay

Rosabelle POV. "Girls! what have you done?" Auntie Nat asks we're only playing why is she mad? "We are pretty mommy!" Rila answers her and I nod my head yes, I look very beautiful, I always loved make-up, and loved using it always, even when mommy only gave me clean brushes to play with. "I know you're pretty but the makeup isn't meant to go on the puppy's face," she says making me frown, I love my make-up, why can't I have makeup? "Why?" Iris asks for me, yes why! I love it! "Because she's too young and her skin is sensitive," she answers us, but I looked at her with a big pout, I'm not going to wash my face. "Ohhhhh..." both Rila and Iris say at the same time. "Come on, let's go wash your face," Zane says, but I took off running, I'm not going to wash my face, this home is similar to ours, but they don't have any kid's gate over the stairs, I started to run down the stairs, I stumbled, but managed to get back up, and kept on walking downstairs, I didn't know where to go, but

Emiliyah POV. It's our vacation, a rare time off for everyone, including us teachers, not that I don't enjoy my job, but having a bit of time off sounds and looks great. My friend Maverick has invited us into his house, he's her father, not biologically, not fully, but he is, and he's the reason I got my baby.I finished packing things for me and her, we're only staying there for a day or two" before we go somewhere else, the vacation is short, and we have to take advantage of it."Rosa," I call but the small thing was taking her nap, laying in her cage, I didn't send her there, but the bed was busy with me getting our clothes ready, she likes her little cage, she hides there when she thinks I'm such a meanie, or when she wants to be alone. She simply whined and turned to the other side, still sleeping, she's not ready to wake up, but we need to move soon, I picked her out of her cage and got her dressed, it's easier with her being asleep, she doesn't fight or move her tail, or scre

Rosabelle POV. I don't think Papa appreciated my biting, he pushed me on the sofa and took off in anger, mom ran after him to check on him, and while mommy came to check on me, she picked me up and went to check on me. "What happened? Why did you bite him?" she asks me, while I cried, she just bounced me around trying to calm me down, until I did calm down, closing my eyes ready to sleep. "Sweetie, it's time to get up baby," she says the next morning, we only stayed one night and I'm ready to leave. "Okay," I say around my pacifier, I found out, that I can bite on it too, and I like biting things now. "Do you want to talk to your father? He's not mad at you, but you did hurt him," she says, and I'm happy that I did, he deserves to be hurt, he has hurt me back, selling me off without any real reason. "Nu," I answer her, I was good, I turned to the blanket deciding to munch on that. "You hungry baby, want some milky?" mommy offers me, I nod and turn to her, ready to have some mil

Rosabelle POV. "Do I need to?" I ask mommy looking at the blood bottle, it's not milky, it's blood, papa said I need to drink it to be strong again, so I won't feel dizzy anymore, but I don't want to, I only looked at it and shook my head no, I don't want it. "Yes, close your eyes, and pretend it's juice," mommy says holding me tight against her chest, knowing I will try to get away, she's the only good thing that came up from this whole thing, I didn't have to go through choosing a daddy or mommy on my own."Okay," I whine, knowing there's no getting out of this, I opened my mouth expecting to gag and spit the awful taste of blood, I know it's going to be terrible, and then it hit my tongue, sweet, just as sweet as my juices, my favourite juice and I really loved it, I drank the whole thing, and then I was sucking on air. "It's over sweetie," mommy says taking the empty bottle away from me. "You feeling any better?" mommy asks, the headache was gone, but I was tired, all I wanted