To The Moon and Back? (Rosé x Fem Reader)

Chapter Twenty

Rosie's POV

Once y/n left, I let my thoughts wander and imagined what dating her would be like. She's kind but has the sarcasm to match me. Her laugh is adorable and I want to hear that everyday because of me. When she held me in her sleep, it was the most comforting feeling in the world. I let out a sigh of content and started to head up to my room when I saw my dad's office door cracked open. Huh, he's home early. I walked over ready to greet him when I saw my mom throwing papers all around and opening files left and right. I knock on the door as I walked in to get her attention.

"Uh mom, are you ok? What are you doing?" She looked up at me with tears in her eyes. But there was anger within them.

"No sweetheart, I'm not doing fucking fine. Last night when we were at dinner, he kept glancing at someone behind me, and was really jittery, I didn't turn around because that would've looked stupid. So I let it go but then a women came walking past our table and went to the bathroom. Your lovely father watched her almost the whole way. He then excused himself to go to the bathroom. I said that was ok but I was having that gut feeling something was wrong. So after a few minutes I went to the bathroom to check, and lo and behold, he was there with the women taking fucking drugs!" She was screaming at this point with hot tears steaming down her face, "He was taking fucking cocaine and heroin! He could've fucking killed himself! So needless to say he is in the ER, which is why we didn't come home last night or this morning. He is in critical condition because he took in a lot and his body can't handle it. So I am trying to find anything related to drugs in here."

What the fuck. I felt like my whole world was in some sick and twisted game right now. Like everything was out of my reach and my hands were chained behind my back, useless. Just like me. I felt my breathing become more rapid and the room started to cave in on me. I dropped to the floor trying to control everything, but I couldn't focus on one thing. My mom rushes down to me and tried to tell me something but all I could hear was ringing. Then my body gave up on me and everything went black.

Y/N's POV

It's been about a few hours since I last saw Rosie and I decided to text her a little thank you for hanging out with me today.

Me: Hey Rosie, i just wanted
to thank ya for hanging out with
me today, even tho i kinda dragged
you along with me lol

Me: Anyway, I had a great time and
i'll see you Monday! Have a good
night💙
(a/n: blue heart emoji)

I waited for a few minutes but she didn't respond. I just shrugged it off and worked on my English project. After about 30 minutes, my music was interrupted by my phone ringing. So I quickly paused Fearless (Taylor's Version) (a/n: you should listen to it now GO) and looked to see who it was.

'Your Rosie🤍' calling...

I got all giddy and picked up.

"Hey Rosie!"

"Hi y/n, sorry I missed your messages earlier. I was just helping my mom out and my phone wasn't near me." Her voice sounded a little distant,

"Oh that's completely fine, I understand. Family is more important than me" I chuckled, making sure she knew I wasn't mad at her,

"Yeah, family is... important. Uh, I just wanted to call you and say thank you for taking me out today. It was really nice and I really enjoyed it."

"Aw, you didn't have to call me just to thank me. But I'm glad you enjoyed it because I did too," I know she can hear me talking through my smile, "well, I'll let you go, I don't want to disturb you anymore."

"Uh yeah, I'll see you later y/n, have a good night."

"Have a good night to Rosie, and hope you feel better."

"Wha–" And then I hung up because I already was lowering my phone after I said my final goodbye. I was glad I told her I hoped she'll feel better because I knew something wasn't right. I glanced at my clock and saw it was around midnight. I went and said goodnight to my mom and then crawled into bed and drifted asleep.

Rosie's POV

How the hell did she know I was out of it and not feeling good. I thought my oscar acting was coming in handy. Well now she knows something is wrong and might tell the others. But then again she might just keep it to herself. I shook my head to stop me from overthinking and decided to take a shower, even though it was basically midnight. Better late than never. As I was in there, I was thinking about what happened with my father. Why did he do drugs? When did he start doing them? How did he know that lady?

"God, I'm never gonna figure this thing out. Hopefully when he feels better we can ask him how and why he decided to do this shit to himself." I said thinking out loud. I turned off the water and got changed into my pajamas and looked down on my floor to see the pillow and blanket she used last night. A smile creeped onto my lips and I reached down to pick them up and I placed them on my bed. I got myself under the blanket and hugged the pillow close to me. It still smells like her. I felt a tear roll down my cheek and and buried my face into the pillow further, crying myself to sleep.

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I groaned and flipped over to not face the rising sun anymore. The damn birds were chirping and I left my window open last night to let the cool air in. I reluctantly opened my eyes and finally started to get up. I heard rushing footsteps outside my bedroom door and grew confused, so I made my way over to it and it burst open. There standing in the door frame was my mother, panicked,

"Roseanne, we need to go now, your father isn't doing good at all," she said rushing me to hurry up, "we are leaving in 5 so pick up the fucking pace."

I also became panicked and quickly grabbed clothes to change into and went to the bathroom. I didn't even notice I grabbed y/n's hoodie until I looked in the mirror after brushing my hair. I didn't have time to think about her because I heard the car start outside and I knew that it was time to go. I flew out the front door and got in the passengers seat and we were off.

Throughout the whole car ride it was almost silent, but the car radio was playing ever so quietly. My leg was bouncing constantly, as I couldn't contain my nerves and anxiety. We finally pulled up to the hospital and asked the lady at the front desk where my father was located.

"He's up in room 34b on the 2nd floor. Take the elevator up to your right." She said without taking her eyes off the monitor in front of her. My mother and I rushed off and the elevator ride felt like a century. It finally dinged and the doors opened to the 2nd floor and we immediately started looking at the room numbers to find his room.

Room 9b... Room 13b... Room 18b....

We kept running and when we got closer to where his room would be located, we saw the staff running around like chickens with their heads cut off. There was yelling and a crash cart was getting wheeled into a room. I sucked in a breath as I read the room number.

Room 34b

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CLIFFHANGER TIMEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! u all didn't think that there wouldn't be anything bad that would happen, did u? hehehehe, have a lovely day/night!!! have fun waiting :)