Roblox Piggy Book 2: H.O.P.E

0.3 - A Bitter End

⚠️TW!! Body Disfigurement!!⚠️

Roselia

"I didn't mean to get him sick..."

"Well, you did anyway!"

I bit my lip as my gaze went down to my feet. It had been another week of me sneaking food to Willow and her gang, but when I came in she seemed furious. It turns out, the food I brought last week made William sick. I had found out too late that he had a nut allergy. Normally, Daisy would be the one to tend to the younger members when they were sick or injured. However, there was only one not-so-small problem;

She was gone.

A couple weeks ago, Daisy was called upon by the military, and she unfortunately had to leave. That meant that more of the burden to feed the others went onto me considering I was the only other person whose life was stable. Willow didn't take that too well, but I didn't mind. I enjoyed it, actually. The only problem, which I didn't dare mention, was that it was getting harder for me to sneak food and other supplies out.

In addition to that, I had a lot going on at home. Shortly after my fifteenth birthday, Mom and Dad had told me that they managed to secure me a spot in the police force, and that I would be joining as soon as I finished high school. Although I was grateful that I didn't have to worry about finding a job, I still felt so much stress. Plus, I've heard the conversations some of the younger ones of Lucella would have with each other.

About how perfect I was.

"I'm so sorry, Willow," I stammered while shaking my head, "It must've slipped my mind. You see-" The wolf narrowed her eyes at me, making me trail off. She had pulled me aside once I arrived, so we were away from everyone else. "I find that very hard to believe, Rose," Willow snarled in response. I never told Willow about the tough times I went through on the days I'd bring food. I just didn't want her to worry about me. All I could do was bite my lip and stare at the floor.

That very day was the toughest of them all for me.

My little sister was recently diagnosed with pneumonia and was napping at home with a severe fever. Everyday, I rushed home from school or my after school activities to be by her side when she needed me. What kind of older sister would I be to Cindy if I brushed her aside? However, I couldn't forget about Willow and her little family. The second I left Cindy's room after giving her some medicine and putting her to sleep, I made my way over to the alleys as fast as I could.

"I think you should go, Rose," Willow finally said, "Go, and never come back." My face went blank as my heart stopped. After everything I had done for her, after everything I done for her friends, she was booting me out because I was feeling stressed. I had been nothing but a sweetheart to her, I put the entirety of my future on the line for her. I felt tears flow down my cheeks as I clenched my fists and looked back up at her.

At the wretched wolf.

"Willow," I began before taking a deep breath, "Nothing I do will be good enough for you, will it?" I wiped my tears before I glared at the wolf and continuing to let out my anger. "Have you ever asked if my life was okay at home? I'll tell you now, I have a sick sibling at home right now, and I could be there by her side taking care of her, but no. I'm here. I'm here making sure you're kept well and fed. Is that not enough for you?"

My eyes then turned to the small charm on my hand.

It was a friendship bracelet that Willow had given me out of the blue a couple months back. The only times I took it off were when I took showers and in situations I knew it would get dirty. "You can take this back, I guess," I muttered as I took the bracelet back and handed it to Willow, who took it with a blank expression. I slung my messenger bag over my shoulder before I turned around and walked out of her hide out for the final time.