Crimson Rose

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Red wasn't the one to believe in love giving her past not receiving one from her own mother who will always say "Love will only make you weak." "Love will get you killed." "Love ain't it." But everything then changed when the day she met Chloe Charming the girl who was braved enough to talk to her the moment she made eye contact with her ignoring the glare she was given. The girl who still helped her knowing that Red sentenced her own mom for treason. The same girl who stood by her side the girl who helped her fix something in the past that gained her a loving mother that she will have and not the same mother who will let her live in the shadow of the mother who did not give a damn to her own daughter all of that changed because of her.

And Chloe will always understand her. On why she did it that got her mother to die in the alternative timeline, of course, she will understand the kind, loyal, charming, Chloe will always understand. Because she sees the reason why she did it. But wasn't expecting for herself to fall in love with the same person who understood her, forgiven her, and gave her the love that she never received before. And while this changed her whole perspective of love, it came with a prize.

A prize that was deadly.

Red who was just lying on her bed her thoughts swirling like a storm. Out of all people in Aurodan why Chloe? The very first person who dared to speak to her, who offered friendship between the two of them, not caring that she threatened to let a jabberwocky eat her, is the same person she fell in love with. It was kind of some twisted fate that she couldn't avoid. And Red was silently beating herself for it cursing her own heart for choosing a person who mattered too much to her. Then suddenly Red felt a sudden itch in her throat making her snap away from thought. She then stood from her bed to get herself a glass of water that was on her nightstand.

Even after drinking the water the itch in her throat was not going away, it was only making it worse. Then in a blink of an eye she was running to the bathroom she barely made it before leaning over the toilet then she started throwing up her body getting tired by the second. When she felt the need to not throw up anymore she wiped her mouth not noticing the little stain that covered her hand, then she looked in the toilet only to freeze. There in the bowl were rose petals - rosy red covered in her own blood.

Her fingers then touched her lips again, fingers getting stained with blood. Then she felt it again the need to throw up then she leaned over again to the toilet again vomiting until her throat started to burn. There lay more roses covered in her blood. Red knows what is this. Before all of the going back in time to save her and Chloe's mom. Her mother who was still the menacing Queen of Hearts had warned her. Warned her about Love. Told her love would only make her weaker which would eventually get her killed.

And now she lays on the cold floor of their shared bathroom her breathing getting heavier her lips stained with blood, and beside her in the toilet were roses covered in crimson blood like it came out of a nightmare but it felt like she was still in the nightmare.

But Red still doesn't move.

She stares blankly at the ceiling her body getting tired by the second, a voice echoing in her head, a version of a voice she doesn't wanna hear anymore. "Love is Dangerous."

She hated to admit it but that version of her mom's voice had been right all along.

Love will get her killed, and her name is Chloe Charming.

Despite the exhaustion that was weighing her body she forced herself to stand up her body silently protesting but she still managed to grab a handful of tissues to wipe all the blood that managed to smear all over the floor. She scrubbed it with shaky hands desperately trying to erase the evidence of what had happened the past hour.

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⏰ Last updated: May 09 ⏰

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