Just Rose

26

They were not so lucky.

Rose was laying on his bed wearing one of his t-shirts and pushing the remains of food around her plate absently, trying not to listen to the commotion. He had been out in the hall from the second he had heard her car screech up. The shouting had calmed down but the ringing of something smashing had turned Rose's blood cold. Afraid to venture out and wondering if Abby was hiding out too.

Her phone was dead, and she didn't want to get off the bed to find Rob's charger for fear any noise would bring the hurtling suspicious women running down this hall. She knew she was being stupid. He wouldn't let her in here but after seeing that woman in a half full manic blow out once before, she felt uneasy. The pain of that slap was easy recalled to her cheek.

It was still early, they had barely come in here after making eggs in the kitchen together. He had kept her upstairs for another hour after Abby had interrupted, making sure neither of them was leaving that room until fully satisfied. Her body was still tingling in places that made her blush. Her skin still flushed all over.

In the kitchen, it had been romantic and easy. Dressed in his shirt while he stood topless, tanned and sexy, moving seamlessly from cooker to cupboards together as though they did it every day. They had walked out carrying plates and mugs to his bed, laying them down so he could kiss her briefly, admiring her in his clothes, his hands reaching under the shirt longingly. It seemed no matter how hard he tried he could never fully satisfy the craving he had for Rose. And he wasn't against trying repeatedly.

He hard cursed at the familiar hum of the bright red car, despite trying to return her calls to stave her off and meeting voicemail. He pulled on a t-shirt and told her to stay put and now here she was, stuck here, unable to call her parents or check the time. Unable to go anywhere except the bathroom or his office from the internal doors. Afraid to do either.

The noise had abated completely, and she wondered if they were even still out there in the main hall. This was complete agony, sitting in suspense waiting and listening to nothing but silence. Staff to do the mass clear up would be arriving soon and he had told her Alice normally came in to spring clean his rooms when he had got up and out for the day.

How was that going to look, finding her sitting here in nothing more than his shirt?

She didn't need to ponder over it for long.

Abby slid in with a rucksack in hand, her face a picture of happiness.

'I figured you would need clothes and an escape route!' Her grin barely concealed as she took in her friend's rosy cheeks, glowing complexion and brothers shirt from the night before. A knowing eyebrow raise.

'Are they still out there?' Rose started towards the bag Abby had thrown onto the bed, grateful of the contents, pulling out toiletries and casual clothes. Abby tossed the trainers from her other hand and shook her head.

'He took her to the formal lounge. Stupid bitch and all the bloody noise, I was almost asleep again before she showed up. The doors shut so you can pretty much escape.' She clocked Rose's hesitation 'What's wrong?'