After that everything went downhill. My manager refused to let me do anything to help. Rose's fan base grew smaller by the day. To make matters worse there were those two posts. I knew who posted them. So I went to confront them.
"Vasuki!"
"What's with the yelling? I just woke up."
"Oh, I don't know maybe these two posts that came from nowhere!?"
"What? The picture was a mistake. How was supposed I know people would react like that?"
"Because you have a brain!?"
"Whatever. And who said I posted the video anyway?"
"You are the only person with access to it."
"Says who?"
"It was your job to get rid of the videos. And it has been edited."
"So? I might have missed someone."
"It was your style of editing."
"Maybe they are my fan?" He frowned. "So what if it was me? The chick was already hated by everyone."
"Screw you."
"Are you saying she is more important than me?"
"Without a doubt."
'Ugh. How annoying. How do I help her?'
A week passed. And my life went by normally nothing changed aside from gaining a bunch of new disloyal fans. I completely understood why Rose hated me.
I was walking to my favourite boba tea place when I saw Rose from a distance. She looked sick and exhausted... And it was my fault.
I was thinking about walking another way when I saw a girl throw something. I ran over immediately. They were mocking her and laughing.
I confronted them and when I called them out for throwing something on Rose they said I should be happy.
I got mad and yelled at them.
People began crowding around and recording so I grabbed Rose and ran. I was going to bring her to my studio which was nearby but something wasn't right.
She looked like she was about to faint.
Worried, I asked if she was okay.
"I'm fine." She uttered those words then began falling.
I assumed she fainted again and caught her. I carried her back to the studio. I waited ten minutes but she was still unconscious.
I didn't think it was good for her to stay in whatever they poured on her for long so I brought her to the showers.
I just managed to take off her shirt before I froze.
She had so many bruises and cuts on her stomach, sides and back. She had a few on her chest too but I tried my best not to look there.
I doubted the way her sister had been treating her. There's no way the sister didn't know about them.
I continued. After removing her pants there were more on her legs. This was a problem. She was obviously being abused by someone.
Another thing I noticed was how skinny she had gotten. It's not like she just lost a couple of pounds. She lost an unhealthy amount of weight. She looked as if she was starving. I looked back at her face. She had lost weight there too. Her lips were dry. It looked as if she hadn't had anything to drink in days.
'Hope had to notice all this, so why was she not doing anything!? And when those three were bullying Rose she just stood back and let it happen. I almost didn't even notice her. What kind of sister does that?'
I removed most of Rose's clothes only leaving her in her underwear then I bathed her. After that, I wrapped her in a towel and laid her on a bench while I took a shower. I changed into spare clothes I had in the studio.
Then I went back to Rose. I put her in one of my shirts because it would look very bad if I carried around a girl in her underwear.
After making sure that we both don't stink I called my Assistant and told him to pick me up at the studio. While waiting for him I collected our clothes and put them in a bag.
When he arrived I put the bag in the trunk then got in the car with Rose.
"What with the girl?" He questioned.
"She fainted so I'm bringing her home," I replied.
"What!? That red hair... Is she that Rosy girl!?" He asked.
"Her name is Rose Fleur. And her stage name is Rosie." I corrected.
"That's not the point you were supposed to avoid her!!!" He scolded.
"And I didn't. What's your point?" I rolled my eyes.
"Your manager is going to kill me!"
"That's between you and him." I made sure Rosie was comfy.
"Did anyone see you?"
"People probably recorded when I defended her and insulted anyone stupid enough to hurt her." I was honest.
"You're going to be killed too!" He yelled.
"It's his fault for not helping me. If he gets dragged down with the rest of the vermin that bullied her that's his damn business. I ain't staying quiet no more."
"Whatever. I didn't drive you anywhere with that girl, got it?"
"Yup."
I got home and brought her with me. I put her in my bed and went to sleep on the floor.
When I opened my eyes I was met with Rosie's beautiful sleeping face right in front of my eyes. I blinked a couple of times. I checked over and over but I didn't understand how I ended up sleeping next to Rose.
Puzzled, I went to the kitchen and made breakfast for the both of us.
"Good Morning." She greeted then sat at the island.
I was confused. I had planned how to explain what happened before I fell asleep but I forgot it all.
"G-good morning." I stuttered.
"Why did you help me?" She asked as she accepted the food.
"... Because... I... I just felt like it."
"I see. So you felt like ruining my life then suddenly running to the rescue?"
"I... Yeah."
"Hmmm... Thanks."
I couldn't contain my excitement.
"I still hate you."
"... Right." It still hurt to hear that.
"But... Let's fix this together, yeah? Then I can try and... Hate you less."
"Yeah!"
And I think Rose can take it from here. Well, in the next chapter.