While The Rose Falls (SEQUEL)

Eighteen.

Anthony's POV

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I sat at the bar taking constant shots of Hennessy and liquor as it burned my throat, while soothing the heartache I was suffering.

A stripper approached me. "I'm ready."

I got up and followed Lavender the stripper into the backroom.

She shut the door and pushed me onto the couch where she proceeded to unbuckle my pants.

Before opening her mouth, she flipped her long blonde hair back so it would stay out of the way.

"I better get a good tip." She smirked.

Her warm, wet mouth wrapped around me as it moved in an up and down motion.

My eyes closed and I rested my head back enjoying the head I was getting. It helped me forget about Rose and it relieved my stress.

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An hour later...

Lavender and I were out of breath after us having sex for more than an hour.

She got off of me and cleaned herself up.

After putting my clothes on, I grabbed a $50 bill from my wallet and handed it to Lavender who was sitting there expecting it.

Her eyebrows angled. "That's it??"

"Yea..What did you expect? A $100 bill?" I said letting out a small laugh while walking towards the door.

"Fuck you!" She snapped.

"You already did that.." I said before shutting the door on her.

I started feeling ruthless..

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Days went by and I hadn't heard from Rose.
A part of me was worried while the other part didn't care. At this point, I hoped that she wasn't trying to come back.

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Rose's POV

"I brought you some food." Jordan said tossing a bag of KFC infront of me.

I stared at the bag in disgust.

"Damn, can I get a thank you?"

I didn't say anything and I ignored him as I sat in "our" bed staring off into space.

He came over and grabbed me by the neck.

"IM.TALKING.TO.YOU" He growled talking through his teeth.

I swatted his arm away. "Leave me alone."

"ungrateful."

"I don't wanna eat.." I snapped.

"Well you better. I can't have you walkin around like you from Africa."

I got up from the bed and went into the bathroom and looked myself in the mirror.

My eyes were dark and sunken in. My lips were dry and my hair was a mess.

I was slowly loosing myself.

Jordan started banging on the door and I jumped. "Ayy get outta there!"

Without disobeying I opened the door and walked straight past him.

"What's wrong with you?" He asked turning around at me.

"Jordan, I can't stay here and be kept hostage!" I cried.