The Rose (Offender X Reader)

Chapter: 2

  ~A/N: Yes I know there isn't a picture on this one, I haven't been drawing much. Anyway, Enjoy! :)~

:Your POV:

'Who the hell was that guy? Why am I sad that he walked away without telling me his name? Why don't I hate him? Why did he give me the rose? Did he see me admiring it? I have so many questions and none of them will ever be answered anytime soon...' I finally arrive home and quickly take my shoes off. "Damn things been killing my feet for weeks." I mutter to myself. "(Y/N), (Y/N) is that you!?" I hear my, my as usual, drunken mother say with a bit of a slur. I walk into the kitchen, completely ignoring her,  to get a small vase to put the rose in, I find a small, red vase. I put some water in it along with the rose and put it in my room on my dresser where it will get a good amount of sunlight. I yawn and get my phone. I set an alarm for one hour from now and crawl into my warm bed and slowly fall asleep.

:Offender's POV:

'That girl... She was strange, but cute. Bold, but shy. Caring, but one can clearly see that she's been through some shit. I like it. A lot. The main question is, how will my rose effect her?' "Brother. I have some bad news." I could hear Splendor talking to either Slender, or Trender. "Well spit it out! I sware, kid tell me or I'm gonna be pissed!" That's definitely Slender. 'I'd better get the hell out of here before something happens to the kitten... Slender don't sound too happy.' I teleport back to the park and turn back human. 'What the hell Slender!' I look up and glance around at my sorroundings looking very dumbfounded. 'Did... Did she leave? I didn't even get her name... Why am I upset about this? Any other human girl I'd just rape and kill. Something in the back of my mind, something that's normally silent is telling me that she's not JUST any other human girl. Something is telling me that she's different, that she's my next Veronica... DAMN! DAMN! NO SHE IS NOTHING LIKE VERONICA! Veronica was spectacular, she was a human but the way she talked, the way she walked, even the way her hair would fall perfectly without her even trying, she would wake up beautiful, go to bed beautiful, and all hours in between she was beautiful. Makeup or none... Was that girl warring makeup? She was beautiful... I didn't want to see her cry. Just seeing her tear up like that damn near killed me.' My thoughts were interrupted by a dodge ball hitting me square in the face. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry Mister... My friend threw it a bit too hard and I wasn't able to catch it... I'm so very sorry." A very young girl, some were between the ages eight and eleven. "It's okay little lady, it was an accident. Just be more careful, how about you move your game just a bit so there's no one in the way of getting hit with the ball." I said as I hand the little girl back her ball. She smiled innocently, "Okay Mister. Again I'm very sorry..." I smile back at her. "Just be glad I got hit and not some real mean person who would yell at you about an accident. Just go play but please move your game just a bit. I don't enjoy getting in the face with a dodge ball." She nodded and ran back to her friends. I heard one of them that was facing me holler out to me "Sorry I threw it too hard." I wave indicating it's okay. ' The main thing I'm worried about is if that girl is okay. She was smiling, but her eyes were glazed over like someone who had just died. It was strange to me, I've seen this before and I never cared. Now I see a girl that I don't even know, with glassy eyes I felt like crying. I felt the same way when Veronica's eyes were glazed over. I didn't like seeing that. Veronica was the love of my life... She was funny, sensitive, kind hearted, sweet, and innocent... but she could still be a major bitch when needed. I loved her for  that... When she died it crushed me. I still miss her to this day. Now five hundred years later, I meet this new girl she looks nothing like her, but she gives me the same feeling I had with Veronica. I don't even know her damn name. I need to find her, I need to talk to her again...' I stand up and the sleeping kitten that's now in the inner pocket of my trench coat purrs quietly. I start at the woods. 'This is the way she was heading when I saw her. I'll find her.' I teleport to my rose and find myself standing in a very large bedroom with one bed, technically two dressers, one actual dresser, one attached to her bed,  a beautiful vanity, a desk, an easel, paintings hung all over the walls, and a girl, a beautiful, peacefully sleeping girl. I see the rose I gave her sitting on the dresser next to a terrarium, it holds dart frogs, a lot of beautiful plants, and many little tiny lizards. I hear her grown innocently in her sleep it's adorable. Not sexy, just adorable. That's when I noticed her starting to wake up. I turn back to my monster form so she doesn't call the cops when she sees me in her room.

:Your POV:

I felt the presents of another person in my room with me the same feeling from this morning fully pulls me out of my sleep. "He...hello?" I tiredly say as I roll over with my eyes still closed. "Hello." I bolt up and see this huge monster standing in my room. I feel it cover my mouth with what feels like a tentacle protruding from the creatures back right as I'm about to scream bloody murder. "Please don't scream. I really don't want to deal with that. Just listen. I brought something for you, it's sleeping right now though." He said in a deep raspy voice as he's reaching into his pocket. I keep a close eye on him as he pulls a small, sleeping, kitten out and lays it on my bed. "Here. Now I'm leaving. By the way, if you try to call the cops I will know, and they won't believe you." A sick twisted smile drew across his face as he just disappeared,  leaving me with the kitten. I have a slight feeling this won't be the last I see of him...