Black rose: a rose of the color black, it is said to be a sign of death and misfortune. But what if it's a gate to better days? What if they help you to find that little bit of good in all this bad
Dylan's POV
I woke up in a bed, I was tucked up lovingly and my clothes had been changed. I wasn't sure what was happening but I had to admit I wasn't scared... I got up and walked out of the room and wondered the halls of the house as I heard someone in the kitchen "are you hungry?" They asked
"No" I said walking in "who are you?"
"My name is Nikki, I found you" he said looking at me, he was my kind of tall dark and handsome.
"Oh..." I said looking at him. There was something about him, he was nothing like I was used to. After a few hours of sitting and talking I learned that he found me in an alley with some guy so he brought me here and gave me one of his hoodies to cover with and slept on the couch "you didn't have to do that... I could have taken the couch"
"Nope" was all he said
"Ok" I said
"so you probably want to get to your family..." He said almost sad
"They won't care... They left town as soon as I turned eighteen and that's why I was out" I said "I'm kinda homeless" he looked at me and hugged me
"If you trust me you can stay here"
" I couldn't impose" I said
"Ok... So we should go to the mall and get you clothes then?" He looked at me so seriously
"You're not letting me not stay are you" I asked
"You're pretty little ass stays here" he said standing up "now let me get ready and we'll go shop" I nodded and waited for him to come back before putting my shoes on . As we walked around the mall shopping I went into hot topic to find some things, Nikki stayed close to me and it made me feel safe.
"I think this is enough..." I said
"Ok let's go home then, we'll work out sleeping arrangements there" he said as we headed to the car and I followed.
