Not A Villain

[Rosalie’s POV]

“Now.”

Chanel’s voice echoes around us as her hands grip my wrists, pulling me down on the bed beside her. Although I was extremely happy to see her, since she was one of the few friends that I actually had, I was also nervous about having to explain to her what happened.

Would she still see me as a friend if she knew of my cowardice in the face of Diego’s mother, or would she understand? After all, Anthrose basically did the same thing as me when Diego’s father banished him, and she still accepted him.

“What the hell happened?” She continues, snapping me out of my head.

There it was. The very question I knew was to come.

“I’m a chicken.” I sigh, slumping forward. “Instead of trusting that someone would help me, I ran away.”

“Help you.” Chanel repeats, raising a brow. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“That…” I begin, wondering if Diego would be fine with me telling Chanel about what happened. “Diego’s mother found my mom.” I continue, deciding it was fine. If