I gently placed her on the bed and covered her with a blanket. Out of all the women I met in my life, she was the most confusing. One day she acts as she hates me, then on another day, she falls asleep in my arms. So unpredictable.
But, I am not here to figure out her mind. I am here to make enough money to make the end meet. I'll just bear with it as long as Mr. Laverne will have me.
I quickly looked around her room. Last time I was here I was too busy manhandling the princess of this castle so I didn't get to take a good look. Her room was just as big as mine but not anything special. To my surprise, it was very bare with minimal things. There were only two pieces of furniture. Her bed and a dresser. Not even nightstands. Shouldn't a girl with her age and her status have more things? Maybe she is not that materialistic, I thought.
Something caught the corner of my eyes. A canvas that laid face down by the dresser. I went over there and picked it up. It was a painting of a half-naked woman. She looked very similar to Rose yet different. She had the same long dark hair, big green eyes, and full lips but her features surrounding her nose were different. I wondered if it was her mom.
The woman's beauty was the only good thing about that painting because aside from that, it was extremely disturbing. The woman had the same sad expression on her face as Rose but that wasn't the only bad thing about it. The background was painted in pitch black color, her eyes showed pain and the red slash marks on her neck and body were the indication of why she was in so much pain. Did Rose paint this?
I put the painting down and left the room quietly.
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"So how are you two getting along so far?" Mr. Laverne asked me in the morning at the breakfast table.
"He irritates me," Rose replied.
"We are best friends. I am in the process of making her a friendship bracelet," I smirked.
Mr. Laverne laughed. "I am so glad things are going great," he said sarcastically. "So to celebrate your beautiful friendship, I am giving you both the day off," he added.
"Really?" Rose's eyes lit up and the sour expression on her face was finally gone.
"Have fun. I have to go to several meetings so I won't be home all day. But I must warn you not to do anything I wouldn't do," he warned Rose.
"What are you looking at me for? You should tell that to the newbie here," she said and pointed at me.
"Because Liam is a good kid and he will never betray me, isn't that right son?" he looked at me and I nodded in agreement.
"Oh? If he is so good, why don't you adopt him? Hey, here's an idea! Make him your grandson and I'll go live his life out there because anything is better than living in this prison," Rose said bitterly.
"Oh, you don't want to live in my house. Sarah and her family live there," I said.
"Who is Sarah?" she asked.
"A four feet Garter Snake. She lives in the hall closet with her three children. I tried to introduce myself but she just hissed at me so I just left her alone," I said and took a bite of my omelet.
Mr. Laverne just shook his head with an amused expression on his face.
Rose looked at me like I was some sort of creature from outer space. "You are so weird," she said.
"Well, I am off to work. Behave yourself Rose and be nice to Liam," Mr. Laverne said.
Rose answered him by rolling her eyes.
"Well I am gonna ask Marissa to come over since I have no plans," Rose remarked.
"Oh? How is she doing by the way?" I asked.
"Why do you want to know about her?" she raised her eyebrows.
"I don't know...I think she's cute and she seems to be interested in me..."
"You can't date her!" Rose cried.
"Huh? who said anything about dating her?" I was taken aback by her outburst. "I was just saying..."
"Just stay away from her," Rose said. Her face was turning red.
"But why though? Does she have a boyfriend already?" I asked.
"No, but..." Rose shook her head.
"WAIT...you are interested in her, aren't you? I didn't know you were into girls," I smirked.
"What...no! None of what you said are correct," Rose was annoyed.
"So what are you are telling me is I'm free to date whoever I want and so is she," I said.
"You can't date her because....because you are ugly!" Rose cried.
"Ouch, that hurt. But good thing I'm not trying to ask you out. Marissa thinks I'm cute," I smiled. It's not like I was super interested in Marissa. I was just having fun making Rose all flustered over it.
"Well, I don't approve!" she started to walk out the door.
"You aren't my Mama!" I yelled behind her and laughed.
I wondered why she is so adamant about it. Does she think I'm not good enough for her friend? That's probably it. I am not as rich and sophisticated. I should probably try to stay in my league, huh.
It has been quite a while since I've dated. With college and working two to three jobs, I never had the time to look for love. My longest relationship only lasted for six months. We always got into arguments because she hated the fact that I worked too much. Our relationship ended because she ended up cheating on me with one of my acquaintances.
I was hurt but I wasn't devastated. It wasn't like I was in love with her or anything. But I haven't tried to date someone ever since.
Maybe it's time to get back on the field. If not Marissa, then someone else.
I decided to go look for Rose as she stormed out so angrily. I had the strongest urge to tease her and watch those cheeks turn pink again.
I found Rose sitting in the garden. It was nice and breezy outside so her hair was blowing all over her face. She was a sight for sore eyes."Hey, can I ask you something?" I said."What's that?" she asked.
I shook my head and went back to my room. Crazy girl with her crazy temper. I wondered what it was all about? She said something about Marissa being a bitch and it's was my fault. Why is it my fault? I'm just a poor innocent young adult trying to survive in this world. Jeez.My door flew open after a few minutes. She stood in front of me, practically fuming. I feel like fire would come out of her ears any moment now.
"Dad, this is Rose Laverne, my boss's daughter. This is my dad David," I introduced them."Oh, is she your new girlfriend?" Dad asked."No, no, we aren't dating," I replied quickly.
"Alright spill it," I demanded. I was getting tired of saving her butt and I needed answers."As I told you before, I had a crush on Elliot for months so I hung around him as much as possible. Marissa helped me out. I openly flirted with him and dropped several hints and finally, he asked me out last month. He took me out on a date then took me back to his place. Then we hooked up," she said.
"Rose, you okay? Did I say something to upset you again?" I asked and put my arms around her to hug her closer. She trembled as if she was about to cry."What is it? What's the matter?" I asked again and gently stroked her hair."Just shut the fuck up and hold me for a minute," she groaned and d
Hmm...something is off this morning, I thought with my eyes closed. I felt something warm and soft against my chest. Something that smelled nice, like strawberries."Mmm...Anna?" the name slipped out of my mouth even though I hadn't said it in months. Then I immediately remembered. It wouldn't be her because she was not my girlfriend anymore. My eyes snapped open.
Rose's mother Melinda was my only daughter," Mr. Laverne began. "She was always a headstrong, rebellious girl. Rose takes after her," he said and smiled.Beautiful and wild, like mother like daughter, I thought."I split up with my wife, Melinda's mother when she was twelve. Her mother got full
Rose wasn't phased by her bleeding hand and kept slashing at the portrait."ROSE! Stop! You are hurt," I screamed and threw my arms around her from the back and wrapped her into a hug. Then I grabbed her hand."Let go of me," she said.
10 years later...Rose and I sat in the principal office with Elizabeth on our side. And no, we were not here because our beloved daughter received an award or earned the highest grade in the class. We were here because she beat up a classmate. She had her mother's fiery temper. Sometimes I just don't know what to do with these crazy ladies.
Rose's P.O.V.I stood facing Liam in front of the judge. This was a month after his proposal. I agreed to marry him right there and then at first, but he insisted on buying me a ring and a dress. Then I convinced him to wait so I can fully recover after giving birth and look perfect for him on our wedding day. I didn't want a big wedding, nor did I want anyone other than a witness because he was the only one who mattered.
"Wow, that's our baby," I said and looked at our child in awe."Yes it is, and you could've witnessed the magical moment of her arrival if you didn't pass out in the middle of it," Rose rolled her eyes.It's true, as soon as I saw that baby's head tearing out of Rose's vagina I passed out. But i
I stood beside my father alongside Rose. It was time for me to decide whether I should let go and end his suffering."Are you sure this is the only way?" I said quietly and looked at the doctor.Say something that will change my mind,I thought."I'm afraid he is too far gone. At this point, there's no hope for him to wake up. His heart rate is weak and his brain is not functio
Rose's P.O.V.It has been a month since grandpa died. I am not completely heartless. I did feel something when my grandfather died. He wasn't a kind man but he had his moments. He raised me after all. And most importantly, he never touched me.I could tell Liam was feeling guilty. Even though he
"What did you just say?" Mr. Laverne roared.I coughed nervously. Did I hear that correctly? "Yes, I want to know too," I said."I am pregnant, with his child," Rose pointed at me.
I got dressed up and headed to the Laverne resident for the old man's birthday. I was at peace not seeing his face this past couple of months so I don't know if I could face him again without getting angry. I could only pretend so much. But I was doing it for Rose. She promised I won't regret it."Liam, my boy! Glad you could make it," Mr. Laverne said and smiled at me brightly. I almost felt guilty about thinking about ruining his life. Almost...
I didn't know what Rose was planning. I haven't seen her for almost a week after that day and it was driving me crazy. Whenever I called and texted her she'd give me some type of vague answer.After that week, I heard the front door open. Rose stepped inside the house and grinned when she saw me relaxing on the couch. I jumped up when I saw her.
Rose's P.O.V.I proceeded to head out the door but Liam stopped me again. He grabbed my arm and dragged me to the bedroom."STOP! I want some real answers but clearly, you are a fucking liar!" I screamed.