Rainy Season || R.R {#1}

21. |Backlash|

I wake up to a pair of unfamiliar arms wrapped around me. The clock read 7:23 A.M. as I rubbed my eyes. I looked over my shoulder to see Dean sound asleep.

Did I really..

"Good morning." He smiles.

"Hello." I laugh, sitting up.

"Where are you going?" He frowns.

"I may have just woken up, but I need food." I shrug.

"Fair enough." He laughs, sitting up beside me.

I slowly stood up enough to reach my bag and get my clothes out.

"Now that's something I like to see in the morning." He smirks.

I laughed and rolled my eyes at his comment

"Very funny, Ambrose." I smirk.

"In all seriousness is more like it, Reilly." He smiles, pulling on his shirt.

"Right." I sarcastically reply.

He runs over and wraps his arms around me from behind.

"Let me go!" I laugh.

"Never!" He grins, holding me tight.

In my mind, I feel kind of guilty, but at the same time, I've felt this way too long. I did what I wanted for the first time in a long time.

I finally mange to get dressed somehow. I'm not sure how, but it happened.

"So, where to for food?" Dean asks.

"IHOP. I WANT PANCAKES!" He smiles.

"YES!" I nod, grabbing my purse

"LET'S GO!" He yells, running to the door.

"I can't run." I growl.

"Damn it. Fine, we'll go slower." He laughs.

I crutch my way with him beside me, helping me get to the door.

He opens it slowly, and I step into the hallway. We turn to see Ro on his way down the hallway.

"What the hell is this?" He growls.

"We were just hanging out. Calm down." Dean snaps.

"I know you, Ambrose. You two didn't just hang out." Ro snarls.

"Hold on a minute. First off , don't make him sound like some kind of manwhore. And secondly, maybe for once, YOU can feel the pain of being broken by the one you love more than anything. I'm sick of your attitude lately. I don't affect you? Then you don't affect me. Now if you'll excuse us, we need some damn food." I growl, crutching off with Dean in tow.

"What was that about?" He asks.

"Like I said. I'm sick of his attitude. After last night, I realized that I don't need him as a third crutch. I'd never use you, so don't think that. I just think its time Rose Reilly changed a bit. Starting with who she aligns herself with." I shrug.

"Badass Rose? I like it." He chuckles.

"Trust me. When I get back, Victoria won't know what hit her." I smirk.

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Oh shiet. Rose just slayed Ro's lute.

Badass, rebellious, crazy chick Rose IN DA MUHHFUCKIN' HOUSE BOI. I can't wait for the future of this book.

AmbROSE goin' strong. I know I'm gonna get death threats, but you're gonna like the outcome in the end. BELIEVE THAT.

Haven't decided whether I'm making a sequel to this or making it one story. Either way, you guys will find out!