ROSE

Chapter 27: I'm 'SORRY'

(Recap)
Wrapping my arms around my waist, I look at the door as if I can see my mates beautifully worried face.

"I'm fine Damien" I force my voice to seep with normality, and surprisingly I nearly believed myself for a second.

"Really?, do you want me to come in-" He calls out  but not before I cut in.

"Really I'm good" I force out once again, "my throat is just uh..just a little sore. I think i might be catching a cold so I'm gonna sleep it off for a while".

"You want some medicine or Panadol to ease your sore throat, I can run up now and get some-"

"No no no, its fine..really" I sigh looking down at my feet, "I'll shower and rest till dinner. I'll meet you out there" I call making sure to sound as if I'm smiling.

As seconds ticked by and silence was received I heard him sigh and the shadows of feet shuffled near the door.

"Okay...I'll come and get you later. Rest and have a warm shower princess" he whispers slightly hesitantly as feet walk away from me.

Sighing in relief and half sadness, I release my tight hold around my waist as I fall on my the end of my bed as I curl into my thick blankets.

While the sun is present I'll smile and try with all my might to glue back my relationship with Michael, while during the night I'll allow the built up tears to make stains on my cheeks till the next night

(End of recap)
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Spending the next hour laying there, I contemplate about my brothers, mate, sisters, well you can say everything and how I should fix all the mess I made when I left.

Good going rose...just what you need.

Honestly I can't really have sympathy for myself if that's possible...I mean I brought this upon myself, I left, I put thoughts into actions and now I have to pay the price.

Though I really would have paided the price for something like a broken leg or something, because having my oldest brother who has cared for me since I was little ignore me, is above any pain imaginable..

You know it really hurts. Like it's something that'll take time.

I hurt more people than I thought.

I mean Chris says he's alright but I know he's been searching just as hard as Michael has, same goes for the others..

Sitting up from the bed I wipe at the corners of my eyes where my once watery tears were.

Sighing I stare groggily at the door ahead of me with slow motivation to get up and go forward like my plan that I have been prepping myself for the past hour.

I'll walk out there- But i don't have the strength.

I'll be strong- though I have no motivation

I'll try...I'll piece my problems along with my mistakes back up to normal- well...I guess.

Sighing heavily I push my hands on the bed standing up.

Walking into the closet I grab some sleeping clothes-a pair of grey track pants, undergarments and a black hoodie and walk over into the shower.

(After shower)

"Okay no more hiding..I can do this..I'll do this for them not for me. I owe them that" I prep talk myself before heaving a heavy sigh.

Getting up from my bed I keep my head up high while knotting my fingers together in anxiousness.

Approaching the door I begin to hear something...or someone maybe.

Slowing my movements down, I almost cry in happiness as my wolf and I sense it as Michael.

Coming to a stop two steps from the door, I stand there waiting for the door to open and for him to hold me in his arms telling me everything will be okay.

Because I want it to be okay...I want him to not look at me with disappointment and sadness.

Though as seconds turn to minutes and my hope begins to falter, his steps retreat from the outside of my door just in time for my heart to break all over again.
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~Michaels POV

Tapping my foot against the cold wooden floor boards, I stare immensely out the kitchen window in hopes of easing my hidden emotions.

Anger..hurt...pain...worry.

I don't really know. One of these emotions or matter I'm feeling them all at the same time.

With the raindrops blocking everyone's voices out, I can hear only the patters of rain along with my own voice picking at my conscious.

Why hasn't she came out of her room...is something wrong. Is she possibly in pain?...

God that look on her face...I'll never forget the look of pure hurt reflecting my own in that moment

........

"Michael..Mike?"

Snapping out from my train of thoughts, I look around with all three guys looking at me with worry and curiosity.

Giving them a small nod I push my chair back standing without a word.

Rosie..

Walking out of the kitchen my body starts making it's way towards Her room.

Climbing the staircase my heart aches with every move.

God what's wrong with me...why can't I just forgive her.

Why can't I just let this slide, I wanna tell her it'll be alright..that Im over it.

Because all in all I don't care, not anymore...first it started off as pure anger, pain and hurt, and yes maybe I still feel that but I don't think that's why anymore..I don't feel these cold emotions towards her anymore.

Stopping right in front of her bedroom door I raise my hand ready to knock but somehow I can't find the strength in me to do it..

With my hand raised up I close my eyes tightly thinking this is a bad idea.

Dropping my hand to my side, I lower my head in frustration and pain..

Sighing softly I turn on my heel walking away as i just fought a mental battle with my heart and mind in play.

I'm sorry..

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