LOGINTwo hours later, we all trudged into the house, tired from our earlier display of madness at the hospital.“I'm so… hungry,” I groaned.“I'll cook tonight,” Dad said.“Yay!” I clapped.“I see you're as enthusiastic about food as always.”I pouted.He chuckled, ruffling my hair.“Sorry, princess,” Dad said, walking into the kitchen.“I wanna help,” I announced, trailing after him.He stared at me with uncertainty.“Err… how about you just let me handle things here, sweetheart.”“I can help, I promise. I learned a few things from Henry—”I paused, clamping my mouth shut as his face floated into my mind.Funny how it was so easy to forget him for a while.“I'll help too, so you don't have to be stuck with a lousy assistant,” Mum said, ruffling my hair.I grinned.Dad smiled.“Alright then!” …………..An hour later, we sat at the dining table, our hands joined together in prayer.“Bless this meal, O Lord. Amen,” Mum said. I picked up my spoon, my eyes locked on the heavenly delicacy with g
The beeping of a machine was the first thing my mind registered before I opened my eyes.Warmth squeezed my left hand slightly.My attention turned there.Dad rested his head beside my bed, his fingers laced with mine, while Mum rested her head on his back.(Please don't leave me, Daddy.)My throat closed up.My eyes burned.To think that he actually stayed.I squeezed his hand softly.He groaned, squeezing back.Then he went still.Suddenly, his head snapped up.“Rosie?”Mum woke up too.“Oh my God,” she whispered, tears brimming in her eyes.“Hey, residents,” I muttered weakly.“Oh, Rosie.”Mum rushed forward pulling me in for a hug, Dad just stood behind awkwardly, with my hands in his.“You scared us so much,” she croaked.“I'm sorry,” I whispered, bringing my free arm around her as I patted her back.“Promise me you're never going to do something terrifying again.”“Mum…”“Promise me, Rosie,” she whispered, her grip tightening around me.I smiled.“I promise,” I said. “Now can yo
“Rosie!” Mum thundered.A look of hurt crossed his features.“I think it's best I leave, Dee,” he said.“But you just got here,” Mum whispered, taking his hands in hers.I scoffed, making my way up the stairs and into my room.I slammed the door behind me and locked it.I was angry.“Fuck!”I wanted to do damage.So the first thing I did was fling my bag to the wall.The anger still remained.I glared at my vanity stand, then reached over and shoved it to the ground.(It's always about you, isn't it.)My anger intensified.“Rosie!”Footsteps rushed up the stairs.“Rosie!”I kicked the full-length mirror, smashing it into pieces.“Oh my God!” Mum shouted. “Open the door.”I ignored the voice, flinging my shoes away, before walking towards the broken shards.My mind didn't register the tiny prickles as I stepped on the shards.A loud knock echoed against the door, followed by the twisting of the doorknob.“Rosie! What the hell are you doing in there?”I picked up one shard, stalking my
I sat on a bench outside the school.I wasn't ready to go home…More like I wasn't sure which home to go to.I was avoiding a man I hadn't seen in years, an absent mother, and a man I couldn't have.And to add a cherry on top.My best friend betrayed me.Now I didn't have anywhere to go.I exhaled heavily.“Might as well just book a hotel,” I murmured.Yeah… that wouldn't work.How long was I going to do that for?I guess I was left with one option.Going back home.I could at least lock myself in the room and no one would bother me.“Alright,” I groaned, standing up as I made my way to the school bus.“Rosie!”I turned to the voice as she ran up to me.“I've been looking all over for you. Let's go home, Samuel's here,” she said, smiling brightly.“I guess it didn't work,” I said.“Huh? What didn't?”“The date with Andrew and I.”She pouted.“Don't tell me you're still thinking about it, you'll find someone else, okay?”I smiled.“I'm not talking about Andrew, Lena. I'm talking about
Henry lowered his gaze.“There is no ‘us’, Rosie,” he said softly.“Why?” I croaked.“Don't you understand? You can't be with me, we…” he drawled, exhaling in exasperation.“We can't be together, Rosie.”“I asked why?” I asked, stepping closer.He huffed, stepping back.“Come on, Rosie. You know why?”“I don't, Henry.”“I don't.”“I don't know why!” At those last words, my voice broke as tears began rolling down my face.“I don't fucking know why, Henry,” I whispered, stepping closer to him.“I don't know why you keep pushing me away.” “Rosie…”I stepped forward, closing the distance between us, my eyes searching his.He looked hurt.He looked torn.And I probably looked worse.My hands rested flat against his chest, feeling his steady heartbeat thump against my palms.“I don't know why you won't try to make it work when it's obvious you love me,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.“Rosie…” My arms drifted upward, wrapping around his neck as I eased his face towards mine, kis
I tiptoed, moving closer to Lena.As I got near enough, I peeked over her shoulder.Her head stayed lowered as she stared at something on her phone, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she texted Samuel.I smiled, then raised my hands to tickle her.A message popped up, making me pause.Mr Gareth.I frowned slightly, my gaze fixed on the screen as she replied from Samuel's chat without opening the conversation.‘Did it work?’She typed in a single word.‘No.’That was it.I waited a few seconds for a response, but nothing came.What was that about?I shrugged it off with a shake of my head.Who cares?Maybe it's school related.I raised my hands up, grinning wickedly.Tickle time…My fingers shot to her sides, tickling her.She sprang up, shrieking in surprise.I laughed loudly.Her features relaxed, she rolled her eyes.“Not funny, Rosie,” she muttered, grabbing her bag as we began walking out of our last class.“You look like shit wrapped in expensive,” I said, staring at her
Henry's POV “Honestly, having you here has been the best thing this school has ever had, Mr Gareth.” Principal Nowell said with a smile.I smiled back.“I'm really glad to hear that, Principal Nowell.”“That reminds me, when's the play you and Rosie are working on coming to life?”I pursed my lips
Henry plastered a fake smile on his face“Likewise,” he replied, arm outstretched.Jacob smiled tightly, but took his hand.“Hi, Mr Gareth.” Lena said, waving slightly.“Good to see you, Lena.” Maggie came over, taking Henry's hand in hers. “I'm so sorry about the other day.”Henry smiled politely
“Rosie?” Henry called, staring at me in surprise.I grinned sheepishly.“Hi, Professor Henry.” He blinked, lips parted slightly.“Rosie Alphonse?”“The one and only…” I trailed off,His lips broke into a wide smile as he stepped closer.“My, my. Look how big you've grown.” He grinned, tousling my
I dipped my fingers into my slit.Its warm mound welcomed the intrusion with unsurprising familiarity.I moaned softly… eyes snapped shut as molten desire overcame me.Licking my lips seductively— I arched my back in bed, keeping a steady rhythm.In and out… All the while imagining a pair of sleep







