"Who do you love?" Chance whispered into my ear mistily.
"Hmm... I'll have to think about that." I teased him.
He smirked and pushed his lips into mine and repeated against my mouth, "Who do you love, Rosen?"
I definitely loved Chance. I guess my father was right to wed me to Chance. And they still hadn't known I was pregnant.
"Tell me, Rosen. Who do you love?"
I pulled away from him and answered, "You."
Suddenly the door opened and in came Cade, Livia and the girls with serious expressions on each of their faces.
"Rosen, someone's at the door for you." Blake!
"Tell him to go away!" I told them all.
Livia bit her lip, "We tried to tell them but--"
"Them? What?"
I got off the bed and hurried downstairs with them all following me. I wandered towards the door and slowly opened it. Sure enough Blake was there. But why was my father there?
"Dad? Blake? What's going on?" I whispered fiercely.
"You're getting a divorce. Say goodbye to Chance, Rosen. Blake's going to marry you."
I took a step back and shook my head at them. "No, you can't take me away from my home." I argued.
"Yes we can. Now come along, you're making this difficult." Blake smiled.
I narrowed my eyes at him and screamed, "No! You can't just think you can a pregnant woman away from her husband, home and real family. You can't. I'm turning eighteen in a few days and that makes me an adult. So I can chose whether I want to go with you or not." I shouted.
"I don't really care! And you're pregnant? At 17? What's wrong with you? Did I raise you to grow up like this and rebel?"
"You didn't raise me!" I shrieked at him and then slapped him. "You were horrible! You only like Ruffin and Kish! I'm just the outcast and I'm sick of it! I'm sick of playing around saying, untrue crap. Like, 'Oh my father loves me.' And 'He's the best father ever' but he's not. And Blake, you had your chance 4 years ago but you blew it."
I turned around and added, "And if you don't get off my door step, I call the police."
My father didn't take no for an option. He stepped forward, grasping onto my arm and ripping me into him. "You're coming with me." He snarled and began to drag me out of my house. I screamed, kicked, wailed, bit and cried for Chance.
Chance rushed out of the house and punched my father right in the nose. Blood was dripping from his nose and he growled in pain. Blake grabbed my neck and held me still.
Chance glared daggers at him before knocking him out.
Chance grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the house, practically dragging me. He pushed me upstairs and into my bedroom.
"Chance is 12:30." I argued.
He rolled his eyes and pushed his lips into mine.
I moved away from him and stood there. Confusion was bubbling in his gaze and I gave him a weak smile. "Sorry, it's just... I'm having cramps in my ribs." I apologized.
"Don't worry so hard about the babies, and maybe you'll stop getting cramps in your ribs, you brat."
I chewed on bottom lip anxiously. "Aw, little Rosa is getting anxious." He teased, giving my belly a prod.
I smirked. And suddenly my vision slowly blurred and there was screaming ringing in my ears.
"Rosalie! No! Don't jump into those roses! Mr. Rosen won't like it!"
"But Daddy! They're so soft and smooth. I don't care what Mister Rosen thinks! Plus he is named after me."
What? Mr. Rosen? But.... that's my name. Rosen. Instantly I got off the bed and grabbed Chance's laptop. "What are you doing?" He asked.
"Something important." I answered.
I clicked on Google and typed up, "Mr. Rosen" on images. Images of my father popped up and I felt my eyes pop. Oh my God. Mr. Rosen is.... my dad? But who was I calling Daddy in the flashback?
"I need my phone." I growled. Chance handed it over to me and I dialed my mother number.
"Hello?" She said in her normal cheery voice.
"How could you not tell me?"
"Tell you what?" She asked uneasily.
"My name isn't Rosen, is it?" I scowled.
"Who told you that?"
"I want to know the truth. Is it or isn't it?"
"It's not." She sighed.
"Then what is it?"
"Rosalie Jaliyah Stone."
"How could you get married to our neighbour? What happened to my Dad?!" I expressed.
"He... left. He left you and Ruffin and me. Ruffin was about 3 or 4 years old. One night... I got pregnant and when I found out, he was happy I was having a girl. Years later, you were 4 ish and I left you and Ruffin with him to go to bed because I was pregnant with Kish and you fell in your now father's roses. You were nearly killed and Josh couldn't forgive himself so he left, made me promise that you'll never meet. Ever. So then I started seeing your step-dad and he renamed you Rosen because he wasn't keeping his last name."
I felt tears streaming down my face. "I want my actual daddy, Mom. Can I see him? I wanted him to walk me down the aisle not.... not my step-dad. Mom..."
"Yes, Rosen?"
"Mom I'm pregnant. And I want my daddy to meet my husband and family. Can you please find him? And tell him that his little girl is.... pregnant?"
"And married. I'll try to. I love you Rosalie."
"Bye."
That night I just cried and cried in Chance's arms. He caressed me to sleep that night.
