Chapter Four
Oh good bye days
Ten years ago.
“It's been seven years since two Brilliant actresses died and both of there sons
rose to stardom along with there ever growing mentor Please welcome, Ambrose
Basile, Dominica Rosa, and Renèe D'amore.”
I won't forget the day when we where in that tv studio, I was a child model
appearing for almost any thing and he was a stiff toy in the acting industry
along with the kid next to him who was a partner of mine.
He was delicate like you did not want to break him his big smoky black eyes and
sandy brown hair that the beach got detoured to his hair and his skin you did
not want to touch him.
“So are you kids friends?”
“No we are part of different industries sir.” Said Ambrose
And all I can do was stair, he was only nine when we actually meet and the child
that you don't want to break has a cold tone to his self.
“Don't touch me and don't look at me Nobody!” yelled Ambrose
My Elizabeth Taylor purple eyes go wide and everyone crowds us.
“Sorry Mister Basile I won't do it again.” I said Shyly
“Can you believe that kid he thinks he is high and mighty because his mother was
an actress.”
“yes and he is going to be a nobody like the rest of these brats.”
I look at them. “Shut your whimsical pot holes, Me and Mister Basile are going
to out run and rank you guys like a mutafuka you hear me on that!” I yelled
He looks at me and they take a photo of him.
Six months later.
His face is all bruised up and I stair at him and he avoids my eyes.
“Mama!” I yelled
“This was the first place I ran to my papa kept hitting me...” he said fearfully
My mom runs in and she looks at him. “Ren go run the bath, Mister Basile come
in.”
He looks at my mom and his eyes are full of fear. “Are you going to hurt me?” He
asked
My mom shakes her head no and he enters are condo.
“Are you thirsty?” I asked
He does not respond.
“are you hungry?” I asked
He does not respond
“do you want to take a bath with me?” I asked
He shakes his head yes and I take is hand.
“Mama, he is going to be in the bath with me!” I yelled
The bath room.
I don't want to touch him he is scared but I undress him and his eyes look dead.
He touches my face. “Thanks...” he mumbled
I step in the bath and I gesture him to go in with me and he gets in.
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Power of the Rose
Teen FictionCold, Spiteful, Nineteen year old, male, Ambrosa "Ambrose." or "Amber." Basile has been a actor ever since he was two, and Renne "Ren" D'amor has been a Male model ever since he was six and soon later they both meet, at a photo shoot. Ren is sweet...
