The Rose (Offender X Reader)

Chapter: 3

:AN: THIS CHAPTER IS A BIT ODD JUST READ IT AND YOULL FIND OUT WHAT I MEAN. HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY!

:Your POV:

'What the hell was that thing here for? The cops sure as hell wouldn't believe me... Even if I did call the cops what would I say? A monster was in my room and gave me a kitten? I'd go to the loony bin for sure.' I hear the small kitten meow breaking my thoughts and showing me she's hungry. I get up and take the kitten into my blanket and walk down stairs to the kitchen. 'Do we have anything I can give her...' I get a baby bottle with a very small nipple, fill it with milk and crack an egg into it. I begin to shake it up, and start feeding the kitten. 'If only she was a human baby...' I thought to myself. After feeding the kitten I throw on my jacket and shoes. I put the kitten in a warm dry place to sleep and leave, doing my nightly walk through the park.

:Offender's POV:

'Why did I give her the kitten? Actually why did I give her the rose?! The kitten is the least of my worries... Why did I give her the rose?!' My thoughts are broken by me finding myself in the park once again. I shift back to my human form and sit at the bench, it's now dark so there's no one in sight? I look up to find the girl zoned out looking at night orchids, and moths fluttering around her. 'Did she follow me here? Why are all the moths drawn to her? She's just a normal girl right?' "If you'd like I could take you to a beautiful place not far from here," I heard her start, "a place where you won't feel the pain, you will forget that you've been hurt. You will only be happy." She stopped. "But if you forget the pain then how are you going to learn from it?" I ask as I stand up and walk over to her. "Huh? Oh, I'm sorry... I didn't know anyone else was here at this time of night..." She said sounding very sad. More moths are drawn to her, these moths land on her and crawl into her jacket. They fly off taking her jacket with them. "Damn it that's the third one this month!" She said as the moths drop her jacket and fly off. "Damn... Moths?" She nodded and gave a shy smile. 'She seems so sweet, but she is very shy. That shyness could make or break a person. In this case it makes her interesting, smart, mysterious... Just like Veronica...' "Are you okay?" Her soft voice broke me of my thoughts. "Huh? Me? Yeah I'm fine you just remind me of someone I used to know... You're a lot like her honestly..." "Really? Is that a good or a bad thing?" "Good. The person who you remind of was smart, funny, shy, but strong. Kind, but a major bitch when needed. She hated men before she met me. She made me a better man... She died many years ago... However I never found another girl like her, I don't know if I want to...," I feel a tear roll down my cheek. She wiped it away the same way Veronica would, "You even wipe tears away the same way she would... Hey I never got your name? I'm Patrick. Patrick Mathison." "(Y/N). (Y/N) (L/N)."

:Your POV:

'He's so sweet... kind... beautiful... and... Oh my God... He's so different from every other guy I know...' "So... (Y/N) why are you out here at this time of night? Don't you know it's dangerous? ...Anything could happen. There are way to many creepy dudes who would love to take you and do fuck knows what." I give a shy smile, "Yeah I know, but I've been taking care of myself for a long time. My mom has been in and out of my life since I 10. And my dad left when I was about a year old. I can't tell you how many nights my mom was drunk, and made me take care of her. I love her none the less, she did bring me into this world after all." He looks at me looking dumbfounded."Why though? If she's all the time in and out all the time, why do you love her?" I smile, "Because she's my mom. She's a part of me. Make sense?" He nods slowly.