Bleach Red (Rose Weil x oc)

back to my apartment

this chapter is only 1410 words but im super busy at the moment, something happening big soon I promise. thanks for all the support!

"Sage!" I heard Rose scream from her office, I stood up from my seat to make my way "Sage darling!" She repeated again

We were at work. Rose's office now joined to mine with a simple door and after our short break after Paris fashion week we were finally back and Rose had another collection to design.

I crossed the threshold into her office as she smiled and waved me over, "mhm?" I said wondering what was so important.

"What do you think?" She asked gesturing to a design on her paper that she had created, I stared at her work, it was a dark green velvet dress that had grand sleeves, a cinched waist and a beautiful flowing skirt.

"Wow it's beautiful Rose" I told her as I gazed into her eyes

She stood up from her desk and kissed me sweetly "thanks love" she wrapped her hands round my waist and kissed me again.

"Love you, but I have to get back to work!" I wriggled from her arms before kissing her one last time

"Not fair" she said defeated and I rolled my yes at her playfully before returning to my work and closing the door gently behind me.

I worked for a few hours more, getting a hold of some sample fabrics for rose and posting some ads online for new models that we would need. After all of this I sunk back into my chair with a tired sigh and stared up at the roof. I felt the pressure of my lungs as I breathed in and out and then smiled to myself with a bittersweet emotion. Everything was just all to satisfying, I was satisfied with my girlfriend, my job, where I lived, my life. It was all going a bitt too great. I recognised my thoughts before hastily pushing them from my mind. I needed to stop worrying and as I thought about this I realised I was doing the exact thing that I had told Rose not to do, worry.

I awoke from my clouds of thought to realise that I hadn't heard Rose for a while, no exited exclamation of triumph when she had finished a new design, she hadn't shouted at me to bring her a cup of coffee and she hadn't even nosily bustled into my office to pay me some attention and reluctantly leave. I found this strange but not worrying as I decided that she had probably just had a boost of inspiration and later I would go into her office and discover that she had been hard at work or that she had even started piecing together the dresses.

I stretched my legs that had now fallen asleep and slipped my cardigan off to alleviate myself from the heat, I couldn't wait for fall to come, the heat was unbearable and I missed pumpkin spice, call me basic I don't care! Stumbling to my feet I sauntered towards the thermostat and turned the ac on its coldest setting before fanning myself with a piece of paper and collapsing tiredly back into my chair.

As I rested my eyes for a second I heard curious chatter emit from Roses office, I heard her laughing, and then her muffled words. I sprung upright in my chair. Maybe it was the receptionist or an accountant asking about something: confused as I was, I thought that this was a great excuse to go and see what Rose was doing.

I stood up again with purpose, marched towards the door and opened it. As it swung open I saw Rose sitting at her desk and laughing her sweet laugh, next to her was a woman whom I had never seen before, she was tall and had short blond hair, her lips were painted red like Roses were and she looked around the same age as Rose too. They both stopped talking when I wandered in and stared at me until rose cleared her throat and spoke up "Sage dear, this is Michelle, she's one of our new photographers for the new line"

I stared at the Woman for a few seconds, as if she were hiding something and I felt like she was, but I didn't know what. I pushed the thought aside though and walked up to Michelle, shook her hand and retreated a few steps backwards still weary of this new being, "welcome" I said.

All she did was smile, she didn't say anything back to me and I found that quite rather rude so I decided to introduce myself "I'm Sage" I didn't know whether or not to introduce myself as Rose's assistant or Girlfriend but in the end I chose to be professional "I'm Rose's Assistant"

Rose shot me an appearance of annoyance and the woman uttered "nice to meet you" she hadn't broken her strange smile all this time and this took me as sort of creepy; I turned to focus on rose.

"I wondered what all of the chatter was!" I exclaimed walking over to Rose's desk where there were now several more drawings "those are amazing love"

Rose stared at me hard before muttering "thanks" coldly and looking back on her desk.

"Well, I do believe that the clock has struck 5" I said trying to break the awkward atmosphere in the room as I rolled back and forth on the balls of my feet uncomfortably "maybe we should head home?" I directed this question at Rose who didn't even look at me when she answered "I think I'm gonna stay a little longer" she muttered still in her cold attitude.

Michelle was now clearly uncomfortable by whatever was going on, "I've gotta go, see you tomorrow" she walked out of the door after rose said goodbye

"I'll stay" I said as I sat down on a chair in the office

"Why?" Rose asked without looking up from her desk.

"I don't want to leave you here in the office all alone. And we came in your car" I said desperately trying to get her to look at me

"Well then just call an uber" she replied to me with an unchanged expression.

I stood up and turned towards the door, I did so hastily as I tried to hide the tears that were about to stream down my face. I slammed to door behind me, collected myself with two sharp breaths and walked towards the elevator.

Why was she being so cold? Was it something that I said? I was angry, confused and sad, my reflection in the smooth elevator mirror cried back at me, my eyeliner and mascara ran down my face in rivers of twisted agony and I weeped some more.

I reached the bottom floor and as soon as the elevator doors were open I was speeding outside and as I left I heard one of the receptionists call my name. I didn't stop I just ran.

I decided to take the tube, fuck Rose and Fuck her telling me to get an uber, plus on the tube everyone ignores you, no pity for my tears of misery, no pity for my heart. I didn't deserve no pity anyway.

My apartment was cold, I didn't dare go back to Rose's apartment. I cried as I lay on my crumpled sheets, the roof above me blurred from my tears, I turned on my phone and looked at instagram. I didn't linger on the app for too long. My whole explore page was filled with photos of Rose and me, posted by adoring fan accounts. I turned my phone off and threw it across the room.

It hit a wall and I heard it smash, it fell to the floor with a thud and I just cried more.

I must have cried like this for hours before eventually falling asleep. My mind was too crowded to sleep for long though so I woke at around 8pm, stood up with a groan and walked to the bathroom. My face was red and remnants of my makeup were smeared all over my face, I sighed deeply as my breathing hitched and I held the remaining tears in. Who was I to get upset this easily? By something so small and inconsequential? By someone so cold and meaningless.

I grabbed at my makeup bag which lay on the counter, wiped of my smeared makeup and reapplied it before smiling hopelessly at myself in the mirror. Rose's face still clouded my head but I cleared the fog in by brain as I wandered out of my apartment door and closed it behind me.