I wake up in the backseat of Rose's car. She's in the front frantically driving me to my hotel.
I groan and Rose suddenly screeches to a halt at a red light and, panicking, looks back to check on me.
"Are you ok?" She asks me with so much concern my heart aches.
"What happened?" I try to sit up but Rose pushes me back down.
"No, lie down. Rest. I think you have a concussion. Oh my god, I need to take you to the hospital." Rose starts driving again. Turning sharply right.
"Please tell me what happened." I meet eye contact with Rose through the rearview mirror. She has so much worry in her eyes that my heart throbs once more.
"So, we were walking in the park," Rose begins, "and this crook grabbed my hand and starting groping me, and I freaked out, and when you started to defend me, he knocked you out, but then I kicked the guy in the groin--" I wince--"and when he fell down I kicked him in the head and I dragged you to my car. You aren't bleeding anywhere, are you?" She looks at me in the mirror. "Oh, you aren't. What a relief. Oh my god oh my god I freaking hate myself why did this happen oh my god why why..."
YOU ARE READING
16 and Ready to Mingle || twaimz
FanfictionRose receives a text from a stranger. Turns out this stranger is twaimz, also known as Issa! - NOTE: this story was written in 2016, when I was 13 years old. Please forgive any horrible plot holes or characters that go from 0-100 real quick. Other...
