Andromache (Rosé x fem reader)

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Roseanne's PoV

5 years later

College was out of the question, precisely because I had won an audition at a small entertainment company up north of the state.

At first, I was excited, especially because the producer was really happy with what I had in my notebook; songs that I wrote throughout high school and kept for myself.

And here I was releasing it to the world.

It was release day and it was just a simple music video on YouTube, an account that houses other small artists who were doing well so I had just a bit of hope.

I also had hope that Y/n would one day appear in front of my door one day with a big smile. But at this point, it was just a hope and a wish. A wish I didn't let go of.

Ever since she called me during graduation she hasn't left my mind, she's been in my head for so long that sometimes I still see her in the kitchen spreading the greens of the avocado across a toasted piece of bread, or in my room watching her favorite movie, Big Hero 6. But I always end up watching it by myself hoping she'd burst into my room with a cup of juice and chips to share upset that I had started it without her. I could hear her whines and babying voice as she enters the room begging me to restart it. I knew she hated that but I loved to hear her with her babying voice so I did it on purpose— at least most of the time.

I sat inside the meeting room with a very happy producer, director, and choreographer. I never thought I would see myself dancing but here Lisa was happily awaiting to view the video with us. The same Lisa who thought I was a horrible dancer and made my first dancing experience a bad one.

The girl and I stayed close, went out for lunch together sometimes went to the movies just casual friend activities— and before any ideas or assumptions are made I can say that she is very happily dating the love of her life; so sometimes those lunch hangouts turned into me third wheeling. But they were an adorable couple so I didn't mind it especially when free food came along.

At home, Alice and my parents were anxiously awaiting the release as well because they were of course my number one supporters. They made the hard parts easier, the stress not too severe, and cheered for me while I shot my music video. I found it heartwarming that they took days off to stand in the cold with their long parkas, cups of tea, red noses and cheeks, gloves, and knitted beanies just to see me act. So heartwarming that the dress I was wearing was enough to keep me warm.

And then I thought, why the hell am I here and not with my family?

I stood up with enough time to get home and bid my goodbye telling them I wanted to experience this with my family. They were a bit upset but they understood and let me go and with that, I was driving and making my way home.

To my surprise, they were already sitting in the living room with the YouTube countdown on our large living room screen. They were ecstatic to see me but at the same time upset because they didn't have time to wrap my big present. They had a cake out already with candles and small gift bags around for when I came home, so apparently, the surprise was double-sided because they didn't expect to see me here and watch it with them.

My parents were sitting on the sofa while Alice was on the floor in front of them. I settled next to the girl dropping my body and looping my arm around the girl as I rest my head on her shoulder.

I was nervous, excited, doubtful— maybe not so much doubt because the music video was perfect (of course since I did help with ideas). I had them incorporate meaningful things in my life like y/n's history essay, an Ancient Greek theme, and the rings. Because this song was about her.

Alice shook with excitement as the numbers were getting lower and my mom already had her tissue box ready. Sure it was a sad song but I knew they would be tears filled with pride.

And then it started. My first song, Andromache.

Andromache was one of y/n's favorite mythological characters. Her story was sad, heart-wrenching, gruesome, and just depressing. But she found herself relating to the woman, giving her role a totally different lesson and theme because, "she's so much more than just the girl who lost her family, lover, and child." And I agreed.

Y/n was so much more than the girl who lost her family and in some sense her lover, but I hoped that she would hear this song that told her that well she didn't lose me and I'd be there for her always. That I was also going to change her theme, lesson, and story.

But really the only one who knew all of this information was me. I knew though, that y/n would be smart enough to know. It was the most obvious not-so-obvious song, lyrics, and video.

And there I was stealing tissues from my mom's box, crying for the hurt my heart carried. I wanted her back so bad, just one more chance.

I snickered at myself, maybe hades will hear it before and grant me my wish for one more chance. I was worried though, what if y/n gave into temptation— or what I mean what if she didn't want me anymore despite having that chance to see her again? I spent so much time missing, wanting, and waiting for her that I wouldn't know how to just stop missing, wanting, and waiting for her.

High school love some might say but it was so much more than that. She was my rock, my best friend, my lover, and the best gift I could've ever received. She was my y/n.

The video ended and Alice hugged me tightly saying she was proud and happy with the results, adding that this was going to make me big. I could only hope.

Hope, wish, hope. It was starting to sound Sisyphean; but a very well-deserved punishment.

My mom hugged me as well, her tears staining my shirt. My dad joined the hugging party and for the first time, I saw this man cry. It was overwhelming but that good emotional, joyous overwhelming.

"Umm, ok Rosie just go upstairs to your room while we wrap your other present," Alice said and ran off to the kitchen. With hesitation and suspicion, my feet dragged me up the stairs, opening the door.

And there she was, my Andromache.

Crying as my TV had the last frame of my video, this was also a first for her and me. Seeing her cry like that.

But I no longer cared about the video, my percentage now being higher of becoming a great artist was higher because the reason for all of this was here. Sitting on the edge of my bed.

I dropped everything, jacket, phone, and thoughts, and ran to the girl and embraced her in a tight hug. A hug that ended up lying with me on top of her, the tears that I cried earlier becoming louder and more emotional.

And still, she managed to wipe her tears and laugh. "I would miss me if I were you too." She said with a broken voice.

And all I managed to say was a chant expressing how sorry I was, how much I loved her, missed her, want her, and that I don't want her to leave me again. I don't want to leave her either and frankly, I don't think I can ever be mad at her because instead of fading my love grew for the girl.

"Don't worry Rosie I'm not going anymore. You're the only person I have left."

Maybe Sisyphus was weak because y/n reached the top. Maybe hades listened to my song and decided that it was enough hurt for her.

It was only getting better from here and on, for the both of us.