The Day My World Crashed (SEQUEL TO MY NIGHTINGALE)

Four- Rosie

~Alison's POV~

"Here's my home." Maryanne said as she threw open the door to her average sized house. I walked in and saw the staircase leading upstairs and a beautifully deigned house.

"Wow it's so beautiful in here." I complimented her and she blushed.

"Thank you Rose." She replied and grabbed my hand and led me to her living room.

"This is the living room you just...do the living thing in here." She said and then she led me to the kitchen.

"Whenever you're hungry you can make food in here, there the breakfast bar we can sit there and eat." Maryanne said and I laughed at how excited she was about showing me her house.

"Maryanne I know what these rooms do." I said and she slapped her forehead.

"Sorry I'm not good at this tour thing." She apologized and smiled, it was so nice of her to allow me into her house and I owe her one.

"No problem, take your time." I said and she led me to her back porch, then led me to the upstairs area.

"You can take the guest room, I have two every since my roommate moved out so you can pick." She said and she threw open a door and I saw the simple black and white designing, bed in the middle and a door that I guessed was a bathroom, right next to it was a closet and a few other pieces of furniture.

"This is second one." Maryanne said dragging me to the door across the current one and she opened it up. It was a similar designing except it was light blue and white. I like this one better.

"I like this one." I told her she nodded and dragged me to the room next to it.

"This is my room." She said and opened it up, I smiled at the green and blue, it was so nice with the patterning on the bed.

"The laundry room is in the basement but I guess I'll show you that later." She said and I froze, noticed at my fear and her expression softened.

"What's wrong?" She asked and I shook my head.

"I-I don't want to go to the basement." I said shaking my head rapidly.

"Why not?" She asked curiously and the vision of the man carving me came to mind and I suddenly hated the idea of going to a basement.

"I just...don't. Ok?" I said drawing out a breath, and she nodded. I couldn't tell her, she would think I'm some freaks with too many problems.

"Ok that's fine, are you ok? Do you need water? Want to lie down in your new room? I have a cupcake in the fridge, I was saving it but you can have it Ro-"

"No Maryanne I'm fine." I said and she sighed in relief. I don't know why she's so over protective of me, I'm a stranger to her.

"So what do you want to eat Rosie?" Maryanne said and I raised my eyebrow.

"Rosie?" I asked testing the new nickname.

"I think it's cute." Maryanne said and I quickly thought of a nickname.

"Well I think Annie is cuter." I said and she smiled real big.

"It is, I've never been called that before." Maryanne said jumping in place, she's over excited and she acts so cute. She grabbed my hand and led me to her kitchen.

"It's time for a real meal." She said opening up her fridge and taking out some ingredients.

"Ok I may not know how to cook, but I'm determined to do it for you." Maryanne said and something in me clicked.

"I know how to cook." I said and she looked at me.

"How do you know that?" She asked and it surprised me as well, I grabbed the pasta sauce from her hand and opened up her cabinets, I saw some pasta in there and I began to prepare a meal.

"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" She asked and I nodded, somehow I knew how to make this. I wonder how? Probably something to do with my past?

"Yeah go sit at the breakfast bar Annie while I use this room to prepare food." I teased her quoting how she explained the kitchen to me.

"Meanie." She said and I laughed as she went to sit at the breakfast bar. When I started to cut the bell peppers I accidentally cut my finger and suddenly my head began to hurt slightly as I remembered something.

I had cut my finger and I watched as the blood poured out, I began to panic. He was going to kill I have to fix this up quick before-

There he was standing by the kitchen door leaning against the frame.

"I-I cut my finger. Sorry I'll-" I began to say but he walked forward and grabbed my wrist gently and led me upstairs into his bathroom.

"Sit." He said motioning towards the toilet seat and I obeyed. I was fidgeting thinking of what he was going to do. I was surprised when he took out the first aid kit and began cleaning my finger. Instead of avoiding his figure, I stared intently taking in his features as he fixed up my finger.

"Why are you staring at me?" He asked looking me in the eyes and suddenly it took my breath away, his brown eyes were so beautiful. Suddenly my cut finger was forgotten as he laid his hand on my cheek and rubbed his thumb on the side of my face. A motion so familiar...

"You're so beautiful." He said, putting his other hand on my thigh.

"So are you." I told him and his face broke into a smile, my eyes widened and I blushed. I'm such an idiot.

"God what's happening to me?" He asked no one in particular and my face stretched into a smile.

"I don't know."I answered and he leaned in and connected my lips with his.

"Rosie, where did you go? Lala land?" Maryanne asked as she waved a hand in front of my face, I let out the breath I was holding and looked down at my finger.

"Oh sorry, I must have zoned out. Do you have any bandages?" I asked pulling my finger away from the cutting board.

"Yeah...check the cabinet in the bathroom..." She said confused at my calm tone especially since my finger was bleeding. I ran to the upstairs bathroom and thought about the vision. I kissed the same person who carved my body, I was supposed to feel disgusted but instead I was confused. I felt so much passion come from that moment, what happened between me and that stranger? I tried to remember some more moments but I couldn't, the stranger was attractive, really attractive. He looked about my age, maybe a couple years older. This stranger was messing with my head and I can't remember his name.

I hadn't noticed my finger was already cleaned and wrapped while I zoned out, I lightly touched my lips where his lips once were. I wanted to feel them again, it felt magical.

"Rose! The pasta is boiling!" Maryanne said and I rushed down quickly forgetting the conflicted emotions I felt towards the brown eyed boy.

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No Demi's POV, I know you all love her but she can't be in every chapter because she doesn't do much. She will be in the next chapter of course, I'm actually really enjoying this book.

QOTD:

What do you think of this mystery guy?

~Talia