Bleeding Rose

Date Part 2

Above is Hope's outfit
I head home wondering is this really worth it, should I really risk my heart for this girl I hardly know. The answer is yes for the simple fact that I can always forget her and move on. I reach the house, run up the stairs, and rush to my closet to look for the perfect outfit. I pick out a ripped pair of jeans and a grey crop-top with some white converse. I'm so excited to go over to Rose's house. I tell my mom where I'll be and head over. As I go to knock on the door my hands get sweaty. God I'm so nervous she is a goddess and look at me I'm a blonde in a crop-top. I knock on the door only to be greeted by a strange man with a cigarette in his mouth. He looks to be around 45 and if it wasn't for his brown eyes I would say he wasn't related to Rose. 

"Hi sir is Rose here." I say as calmly as possible.

 "Ugh....Rose your new bitch is here!" He shouts up the stairs. Well not what I was expecting but by the smell of his breath I'm guessing he's drunk. 

"I'll be down in a minute!" She calls from atop the stairs. 

"Little bitch you comin in or what." He states with hate laced in his slurred voice. I walk in slowly. 

"Sir is it alright if I." I get cut short by Rose who comes up behind me. "Come on up," she says as she yanks my arm. We head up the stairs, me closely watching my steps. We get to her room which is honestly sad. It's just a mattress with an old blanket, a night stand, and I small window. 

"Mi casa es tu casa." (My home is your home in Spanish) She states cheerfully. 

"Hey there is no tv how are we gonna watch supernatural?" I ask slightly confused. 

"Oh we're not watching supernatural," she states a smirks creeping onto her face. 

I'll leave it up to your imagination (no no don't think dirty little pervs 😑) hope you like it.