Fitz ^^^
Rosaline's POV
The last thing I remember from last night was being carried.
I stretch my muscles and open my eyes, looking at an unfamiliar place.
Did he bring me to his place?
I get up and limp out of the room and see him sitting in front of the flat screen TV.
"Sleeping cripple has awoken."
"What time is it?"
"12:30 pm."
"Um so like what now?"
"I don't know what to do with you." He shrugs.
I know what he can do with me....
"Um well since you refuse to kill me I'll just limp my way out of here."
"Oh no you don't." He quickly walks over to me.
"What's the point?"
"I might just kill you, I've been thinking it over."
"Really!"
"If you tell me your reason."
"Oh."
"Well?" He raises an eyebrow.
"It's not important." I plop down on the couch.
"It must be."
"Whatever." I prop my ankle up on the coffee table.
"What happened to your ankle anyway?" He sits on the arm of the couch.
"Some body builder tackled me." I scoff at the memory.
"Out of nowhere? You must have done somethin'."
"A car was about to hit me and his big ass saved me."
"Oh my God, you're that little ungrateful bitch!" He yells making me jump.
"That was you?"
"Yeah it was, now I'm happy your ankle is fucked up."
Harsh.
"I never asked you to save me!"
"How the fuck was I supposed to know you were a weird suicidal person?"
"It's over now."
"How old are you?" He asks, glaring at me.
"Almost nineteen."
"I thought you were younger."
"Why, you not into legal girls?" I chuckle.
"No I'm not into emos."
"I'm more of a inner emo."
"What?"
"I'm more of a suffer and cry on the inside kind of girl." I shrug.
"Interesting, I was gonna say you seem too funny and prissy to be suicidal."
"You think I'm funny?"
"Don't let it go to your head kid." He groans.
"So you got a name?"
"Fitz."
"Cool."
"Why are you so comfortable being in a random killer's home, is this like a casual thing for you? Just stalkin' crazy people an what not?"
"Nope, first and hopefully my last time. I'm comfortable because you obviously won't be killing me anytime soon."
"Who says I won't hurt you though, torture you maybe?" He smirks.
He can come torture this pus-
"Oh and quit staring at me." He adds.
"You wouldn't be having a conversation with me if you were going to do that."
"True." He shrugs.
"So look, if you kill me I'll reward you or something."
"Really?"
"I'll pay you."
"How much?" He crosses his arms.
"How much am I worth?"
"You don't want me to answer that." He chuckles as I roll my eyes.
"Fine never mind."
"Won't your parents be looking for you?"
"Um no, they probably haven't even realized I left," I lie quickly. " I'm staying at a hotel right now anyway."
"Awe you ran away to be with me, I'm so touched." He holds his hand over his heart.
"Yeah not exactly, I didn't actually plan on being alive for more than a day."
"Sorry I changed your plans."
"No you're not."
"You're right, I'm not." He smiles.
YOU ARE READING
Guns and Rose
Humor(Spin-off book of Aesthetic) A suicidal girl named Rosaline is too scared to kill herself and openly tries to get a murderer to do it for her but it doesn't go as planned. /// "Are you crazy, you almost died!" "I know right, I was so freakin' close...
