All Chapters of Rosie's Obsession : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

My head snapped to him so fast I could've sworn I heard a subtle crack.“What?”“You heard me, Rosie—”“You're a fucking piece of shit, Henry.” I seethed.“Because I'm telling you the truth.”“Because I just realized you're worse than Jacob.”He rolled his eyes.“Spare me the baseless comparison, Rosie.”“You don't have any right to talk about Andrew that way, Henry. He might be a lot of things but he's not—”“Oh you think you know him now?” Henry cut in mockingly. “Your sweet childhood friend? And he isn't out to stick his dick inside of grown-up Rosie?”“Fuck you, Henry.” I cussed, fighting back the tears that were threatening to fall.“At least he has a dick that’s very much eager to introduce itself into my pussy— cause yours on the other hand isn't.”“So it's really about the sex.”“Jesus Christ, Henry! What the hell is wrong with you?”“Are you sure you want to know what's wrong with me?”“Yes!”“You are, Rosie!”My breath caught in my throat.“You're what's wrong with me.”My

“Go! Wade!” Lena and I screamed in unison.Only for Wade to get slammed to the floor the next second.I scrunched my face in mock-pain.“Nine out of ten say, that definitely hurt.” I said, stifling back my laughter.“I swear to God, Rosie. I will elbow you if you fucking laugh.” Lena gritted.Andrew took his seat and passed our drinks to us.“What did I miss?” He asked.“Wade had a pretty nasty fall—”“You didn't laugh did you?”“Of course not, why would I do that?” I screeched.“Cause you're Rosie Alphonse. When have you ever cared about some guy's feelings?”Hmmm…“You're quite right about that.”The game continued on for a few minutes before both teams went on a break.“Here man.” Andrew said, handing a bottle of water to Wade.Wade gulped it down.“Hey…” Lena and I waved as soon as he took a seat on the bench.“I'm really glad you guys came, my parents couldn't make it.” Wade said with a sincere smile.“We wouldn't have missed it for the world.” I said.Lena nudged me.“We have a

His jaw clenched tightly, his fingers balled into fists by his sides.“Cancel it.”A bitter scoff left my lips.“News flash, Henry. I wasn't asking for your opinion.”“Then I'm coming with you—”“Like hell you will! Do you even hear how stupid that sounds?”“Then cancel it, Rosie.”“Fuck this, I'm out of here.” I muttered, trying to brush past him.He blocked me, using his body to keep me locked in place.“Get out of my way, Henry.”“No.”We both glared at each other.Expressions hard.Chests heaving.And neither of us looked ready to give in.Then—Henry caved.His lips came slamming down on mine.Hungry.Frenzied.My arms wound around his neck as I pulled him closer, deepening the kiss.He palmed my ass in his hands, lifting me up as my legs wrapped around his body.My fingers tangled into his hair.Then trailed lower, brushing over his arms before creeping underneath his shirt, feeling warm skin.He trembled against my touch while his hands roamed over my skin blindly.He broke the

Louisa gasped dramatically.“Tu as tout à fait raison, Denise.” (You're absolutely right, Denise.)Louisa turned to Angelica and began talking to her.Well, more like scolding.Mum turned to me with a heavy exhale.“Okay, Rosie—”“She's a fucking bitch, Mum.” “I swear to God, Rosie—”“I know Mum.” I groaned. “You don't always have to threaten me to pass a message.”“God help me the day I decide not to do so, only for you to go and wreak havoc.”I pursed my lips.“I'll be on my best behavior.” I muttered dryly.“Thank you.”She turned back to Louisa and Angelica.I leaned towards her.“It's unfair that I'm not allowed to bitch back though.”“Rosie.”I straightened, rolling my eyes.“Fine, fine.”Louisa turned back to us with a smile, and somehow—Angelica now had a smile too.I mean, we could pretty much tell it was fake but anyway…The point was that she was actively trying.“Très bien, alors pourquoi ne pas vous laisser toutes les deux faire connaissance?”(Alright then, how about

Mum rushed forward, pulling me away.“Stay the hell away from my daughter—”The words died in her throat as she took in the familiar face.She staggered back.“Richards?”“Dee…” Dad croaked.A loud gasp left her lips, she brought her palm over it, her eyes taking on a glassy hue.“Oh my God, Richy…” she whispered.Dad stepped closer.“It's me, Dee.”She dove for him, her arms wrapping around his neck while his came around her waist.“Richy…” she called again this time with tears rolling down her face.While I stood there still in shock.A small crowd began forming around us, murmuring and whispering amongst themselves.Mum's soft cries turned into loud wails as she hugged him tightly, almost as though if she let go—he’d disappear with the wind.And Dad—silent tears rolled down his face while he tried to reassure her that it was really him.They stayed like that for a while, then Mum eased back a bit. This time, taking his hands in hers.She sniffled loudly.“How?” she asked, her tone l