The Tangled Rose (Book One in the Tangled Series) (Editing)

Chapter 19

The next day I wake up to the sound of my alarm and it is 8 a.m. Turning it off I stare up at the ceiling. I have no idea what I am going to say to her. I climb out of bed rubbing my face and over the stubble of my beard. I should probably shave. I take a 15-minute shower then get out wrapping a towel around my waist standing in front of the mirror. I put the shaving cream on and shave my face showing the lines of my jaw. I put on some simple but nice clothes after combing my hair and put on my boots. Slipping on my coat I head out the door. I am going to stop and pick up some coffee; hopefully, it will clear my head.

After picking up my coffee I head to the IMG Model agency. The building is big and white with a lot of windows. Walking up to the glass doors there are two security guards that stop me.

"I am here for a shoot with Jamey Stone." They nod letting me pass. I know this place quite well considering I used to model here myself. I decide to take the stairs up to the third floor to give me a chance to think of what I'm going to say.

I get up to the third floor and open the door. There are models walking around a few of them smile at me. I should probably try to find Becca first. Popping my head into a couple of the photo shoots I don't see her so I look into the other room and the red captures my eyes. The red from her hair. On a white bed rimmed with the faint gold color, she is sitting there with her head tilted slightly up as her black dress is spread around her with feathers at the ends of the dress with her arms laying gently. She is so beautiful but so sad. I can see it in her eyes. She glances over my way and I am frozen, I can't move. Her eyes widen with sadness and anger.

"A-are we done Felipe?" she asks getting up off the bed.

"Yes Miss Rose." she nods and rushes past me and out the door. I can't move until she brushes against my arm it's like slow motion I reach out and grab her wrist. She flinches and pulls her arm back turning to look at me and there are tears in her eyes.

"How did you find me?" she whispers.

"What are you talking about?"

"I needed you and you left me! You have no right to be here!" she says before turning and walking away from me.

"What happened?" I ask walking after her.

"Too much for you to make a dent anymore. I have moved on my life is getting better now," she says going into the dressing room but I follow her anyways. "You need to go I am busy," she says as she starts to unzip her dress. Then stops and turns around when she realizes I am still standing here. "What do you want?" she asks walking over to the rack with clothes on and pulls out a pair of black lace undergarments.

A guy walks in and up to Rose shirtless with a well-defined body and short curly black hair along with some scruff. "Hey babe you almost ready?" he says wrapping his arm around her waist. Confusion washes over me.

"Yeah," she says giving him a small kiss making me a little uncomfortable. He looks at me as he walks back out but something about that look was anything but nice. Rose walks behind the rack of clothes and starts dressing for her next shoot.

"Listen Rose let me explain myself please," I say still standing there. She walks out in just a bra and underwear so I look down at the floor as she sits wraps herself in a robe and sits down at her makeup station.

"You already did when you said you wanted nothing to do with me," she says putting the last touches on her makeup and stands up walking right past me. She turns to face me and says, "I finally can move on with a good guy then you want to come and ruin everything. Forget it." she says with sadness in her voice as she walks out of the room. I stand there for about five minutes trying to gather myself. She is right. I don't have any right to be here. She is doing much better without me.