Andy’s POV
It’s been a couple hours since we found Rose. We talked to the police, Michael got taken away for attempted rape, and the party was raided. We were now safely home, Rose cuddling up against the couch, Jake In the kitchen make me some coffee, and Isabelle In the bedroom sleeping.
“You really should go get some sleep Andy.”
“Jake not now. I’m not in the mood.”
“Sorry.” He said handing me my coffee and walking into his bedroom where Izzy was sleeping.
I sat in a chair next to Rose and turned on the TV. After about two minutes she shoots up and tries to punch me in the face. “ROSE! ROSE IT’S ME ANDY!!”
She stops and looks at me. She looked around and breathed a sigh of relief. “Andy’ she said as she hugged me. “I thought you were Michael or Jack. I just. I’m sorry. I’m just a little shaken up. I’m gonna go make some coffee.” She got up to go to the kitchen but turned and looked at me.
“Um, Andy?”
“Yeah?”
“Will you come with me?” I looked at her “Just to keep me company?” she said a little fast. I nodded and walked into the kitchen with her. Her hands were shaking and she wouldn’t look at me.
“Rosey? What’s up?” she stopped what she was doing and turned toward me.
“Andrew. I’m so sorry. For the way I acted, it’s just, I’ve been left and cheated on so many times, and I just couldn’t let you go as well. I just never thought Michael would” she trailed off. “Andy. I think I’m going to go to Ashley’s for a while. I understand that you wouldn’t want to talk or even look at me. I’m just some dirty slut.” He turned to leave, but I grabbed her hand.
“You are not some dirty slut Rosemary. Nor will you ever be one. You were Angry, and jealous, and Hell so was I. I do want to talk to you and look at you. And kiss you. And be there for you. Rosey. I love you.” I tried to hug her, but she backed up.
“Why do you always do that!!? You always make everything okay, when you KNOW it’s not! Andy. Just be mad at me for once! Stop treating me like this victim that can’t be fixed! I’m stronger now. I can take it. Be mad at me. please.” She said sinking to the floor. I looked at her sitting there, and watched as tears splashed to the floor.
“I have to go. Sandra is outside.”
She said after a few minutes of silence. And with that she walked out the door. I leaned up against the counter and sighed. Rose. How do you make me love you? So much.
Sandra’s POV
Rose came running out of the Apartment. I looked at the clock. 3:40 in the morning. I swear she’ll kill me. Waking a person this early in the morning. God she’s crazy but she’s a friend. “Hey Rose. What’s up honey?” I asked as she got into the car. I could clearly see she had been crying.
“Nothing. Nothing worth getting into. SO Ashley is home huh?”
“Yep. And you wanna go visit him at four in the morning.”
“Is there any other way?” she asked smiling. I smiled and put the car into drive.
~~
Bottoms up, bottoms up, ey, what's in ya cup
Got a couple bottles, but a couple ain't enough
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw your hands up
Tell security we bout to tear this club up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, pocket full of green
Girl, you know I love the way you shake it in them jeans
Bottoms up, bottoms up, throw ya hands up
Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up (up, up)
