Beauty is a double-edged sword. It can be a blessing or a curse.
For Rosa, it is more of the later. Her whole life she has been viewed, treated and used like an object by others, including her own family.
She went to the crime ridden metropolis of L...
I wash my face, the cold water hits my skin and makes me come back to my senses. I wash my hands and arms that had a little of blood splatter on them.
I feel an urge to clean myself, but there is not time, and I don't want to do it here...
Niko... killed Nero.
After the rollercoast of emotions I went through in the last few hours, now, my whole being is taken by a quiet, anxious fear.
Fear of what they'll do to me. To Niko specially. To my friends, my family...
When all of this started, I knew Nero didn't want me dead. He'd hurt others, but that was because of me. Now... They can kill me now... and just having me won't be enough...
I hear a knock in the door, instantly bracing myself.
"Are you finished, Miss?"
It is Niko.
I put on a simple white dress, to look as unsuspecting as possible, since I only ever get out of this room to dine or hang out with Nero...
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I come out of the bathroom and look over to Niko. He is putting on a clean jacket. His was drenched with blood, so it seem like he had to borrow Nero's, as there is only women's clothes in this room. He takes the raptor lite and cleans It on the sheets, leaving another dried blood stain among the many on them.
"There... are there any cameras here?" I feel the urge to ask, despite knowing the answer.
"Yes, but I already took care of that."
I have an idea of what that must have been... This and the gloves... Did Niko plan It ahead?
Well, I don't think he would decide to take revenge on Nero on a whim...
"Do you have a purse?" He asks.
"Yes..."
I look around at the room. The presents Nero gave me are still there, untouched. My eyes catch a shopping bag. I grab it, and open to see what is inside:
It is a large white bag, I think it is Dior.
"Is this one big?" Niko asks.
I lift it up for him to see, and he nods.
He finishes buttoning up his jacket, to hide his bloodstained shirt. He signals for me to come over. Yes, I have to pass near there...
Why, after seing all that, I am afraid to see it?
He walks to the door and slightly opens it, peeking his head through to see if there is anyone passing by. He looks back at me and sees I haven't moved. He gestures for me to come forward already.
Just don't look at it, Rosa.
I breath in, and walk around the bed. I glue my eyes foward, trying to not look at it. Walking over this carpet, I can't see the blood, but it's strong smell makes itself known. I was studying to be a nurse, and blood doesn't scare me in the slightest, but... all that brutality... remmembering it is making my stomach turn.
