I hope you're all enjoying this book. I guess if you're reading this, you've come very far and I'm assuming you like it???
Oh and btw, a ROSE is actually (according to google) a type of flower
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Rose's P.O.V |
"My dead twin sister."
"You had a twin sister!?" The shock was evident in her tone but I couldn't blame her.
I nod, swallowing nervously. Laura, Lewis and Mal knew about her. We used to all be friends but...things change.
"Her name was Violet." I stare at my lap as I give out a little laugh. "My mother named me Rose because when I was born, my skin was really red. When Violet was born two minutes after, she looked a little purple. She would always call us her 'beautiful flowers'. "
"That's so cute!" Angel says smiling.
"Yeah. But we all know how delicate a flower can be."
"What happened?"
"You know how there is that one person that can make you feel beautiful, special and loved like you were the only girl that existed?" I say instead, lifting my gaze to meet hers.
"Uhm, haven't really experienced it myself, but yes, I know that there will be that one person." She replies, staring at me intensely.
I shift in my spot uncomfortably. "She had that. She had someone who made her feel like she was a fucking goddess. But it was the same fucking jerk who made her feel worthless, fat, ugly and a complete failure!" My hands were clenched tightly as I tried to control my tears.
She said not to cry. She made you promise that you wouldn't cry.
Taking a deep breath, I continue. "She was so hurt emotionally, that it had affected her physically as well. I woke up one morning and found her on the floor...With an empty bottle of pills and a note." Biting my cheek, I avert my eyes to my lap. Don't cry. Don't cry.
Angel gets up from her spot and sits right beside me. She grabs me in for a hug and soothingly strokes my back, providing me with comfort.
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"You in trouble?" A deep familiar voice comes from behind me just as I was signing my name at the office.
"Huh? No, I need to buy a few things from the mall and visit Laura so I'm just signing my name." I explain to Kyle, adjusting my side handbag.
He nods. "Follow me." He says and begins to walk away without an explanation.
"What, what do you mean? I need to go now, I don't have time, you know." I cross my arms, not moving from my spot. He only grabs my hand and drags me with him like I was some rag doll or something! "Kyle! Where are you taking me? Answer me now you fish gut!"
"I wanna come with you but I need to grab something from my dorm first." He explains, turning his head back and smiling at me whilst he walks.
"Well I can walk myself." I mutter, trying to catch up with his inhumane fast pace.
He inserts his card and enters his dorm. I stand awkwardly at his door, fixing my hair whilst he rummages through his things and mumbles softly to himself about who knows what. After a few minutes he comes out and closes the door.
"Uhm Kyle..."
"Yes, Chi chi?"
"Whats with the dark glasses and black hoodie...?" I question confused. "You're not planning to rob a bank or something?" I joke.
He chuckles lightly, shaking his head. "No, don't worry about it. Lets just go."
I shrug and begin walking to the front of the school.
"So what do you need to buy?" He asks, strolling besides me with his hands in his pockets.
"Uh, clothes..." I answer awkwardly. Undergarments are still considered clothes...right?
"Why'd you decide to tag along?" I question, my eyes darting to the side to look at him.
"I'm bored and have nothing better to do." He shrugs.
"Really?" I question, raising my left brow not believing him.
"And I want to see Laura too."
"Uh huh, suuuure."
"Why don't you believe me?" He crosses his arms, looking offended.
"Because it's so obvious why you've decided to come." I grin.
"Okay, fine! I want to make sure other guys don't do anything to you." He admits, looking adorably mad.
Surprised, I stop in my tracks and look at him. "Actually, that wasn't what I thought was the reason..."
"Great going, Kyle." He mutters to himself.
I laugh and continue walking, catching up with him.
"Wow, it's so busy today." I state, trying not to lose myself in the crowd.
"Well observed."
I glare at Kyle. "Don't get smart with me mister!"
Going in and out of stores, buying the things I need, My feet begin to ache.
"Did you buy everything you need?"
"Yeah, lets go. It's so loud and crowded here." I say, rubbing my head to try and ease the headache that was beginning to form.
After making it out of the mall alive. I ring up my dad to send over a chauffeur from the boarding school.
We sit on a bench and wait patiently. "Seriously Kyle, its not even sunny. Look, the sky is full of clouds." I point out. I just wanna see your beautiful and captivating blue eyes... The ocean blue orbs that hold so much emotion and manage to hypnotize me every time I gaze at them...
"Well observed."
"Say that one more time, I dare you!" I threaten, glaring at him.
"Or what?"
"Or this!" My hand reaches out and I grab his dark shades, laughing evilly.
"Rose, give it back." He grits out lowly, looking around in panic.
"Why? Just tell me why? Are your eyes sensitive?"
"Yes, now give it back!"
"But you never wear it at school and you're always playing soccer outside! Don't lie to me K-"
Flash
Click
Flash
"Tell us, how has your life been since the incident?"
"Is there anything you wish to say to the people who viciously murdered your family now that they've been caught?"
"Are you moving on now with your life? Is this your girlfriend?"
"Your story has captured the hearts of many people who support you, is there anything you want to say to them?"
"Hey, William, over here!"
"What the fu-" I was cut short when Kyle grabs my wrist tightly and shoves his way out of the crowd that has formed around us.
The flashes of the camera's blinding me and if it wasn't for Kyle's strong and painful grip on my wrist, I would have been drowning and suffocating on the floor in the midst of the crowd.
On cue, the chauffeur arrived and we both get in the back and slam the door shut as the flashes and clicks and the crazy people slowly fade away.
I look over to Kyle, feeling guilty as this was partially my fault.
Yes, that's right, partially because this would have not happened if he had just told me. How was I supposed to know his story has been on the news. Its not like I watch the news, I have better things to watch. Things like the Dolan twins or oddly satisfying videos of slime.
He had his hands in tight fists as he glares angrily at the seat in front of him, breathing heavily.
I am so glad that I'm not that seat right now...
"Why didn't you tell me?" I whisper softly, grabbing his tightly clenched fist and rubbing his knuckles that have turned white.
He only continues to glare ahead, not answering.
I sigh and lean back in the seat, staring out the window. Remind me to check online about Kyle, I wonder what kind of stuff they've said about him...
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