Be Our Rose

WITH THEM

Rose's POV:

Leonardo and Fernando gave me a room and it was well decorated and bigger then my old room, they also allowed me to use my phone.
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It was time for dinner and we were all sited on the dining table.

"So what is she here for?"

Clinton asked cutting into his steak.

"Why do you need to know?"

Leonardo answered with a question harshly while  I was still struggling to cut my steak.

I have never used a fork and knife to cut into my meat before so I was really struggling.

Fernando stood up, went behind me and held my hands helping me cut into my steak.

"Cut it gently not violently"

He said in a low tone.

"Says the violent one"

I spoke under my breath.

"I'm not that violent"

He whispered in my ear.

"Look, she can't even cut meat for herself"

Clinton said and chuckled at his own statement and Leonardo gave him an irritated look.

Fernando was finally done helping me cut my steak and went back to his sit.

A while later I was done with my food, so I stood up to go put my plate in the kitchen.

"Take my plate to the kitchen"

Clinton demanded.

"She will not be doing that"

Fernando said calmly cutting a piece of his steak.

"TAKE, THE, PLATE"

Clinton demanded impatiently.

"She will not be doing that"

Leonardo replied to Clinton, I silently took Clinton's plate and walked to the kitchen, not wanting to cause conflict.
I could feel Leonardo and Fernando glare at me as I walked towards the kitchen.

"AND WASH THE DISHES"

Clinton shouted out.

Leonardo and Fernando walked into the kitchen a few minutes later, where I was washing the dishes.

"If we tell you not to do something, you listen"

Fernando said putting his plate in the sink.

"I just didn't want to be useless"

I said scrubbing his plate.

"Who said you were useless?"

Leonardo asked putting his plate in the sink.

"Your presence is enough"

Fernando said.

"So you guys want me to be a couch potato".

"No, we want you to feel comfortable"Leonardo said.

"Well then, washing dishes makes me feel comfortable"

"Why are you lying to us"

Fernando asked.

"Who said I was lying?"

"Your eyes,"

Fernando said from behind me. 

Grabbing the plate from my hand then put it down and span me around, I was now facing him.