✔️ Blood Rose [2] (Riverdale) ✔️

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"He Put A Gun In Their Face?"

"Yep, In The Other Half Of Sweetlie"

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Life didn't always treat people the way they deserved. Sometimes good things happen to bad people. Sometimes bad things happen to good people. Rosalie was the latter. She liked to believe she was a good person, yet bad things always seemed to happen to her.

She was running low on make up, the bruises she received were slightly more visible.

Heather didn't love her child, it was obvious to anyone with a pair of eyes. Steve, however, Steve did care for his child, at least enough to assure she wasn't killed.

Heather was annoyed, she was annoyed Rosalie was 'too loud' as she went down the stairs. The girl had to be punished, that's why Heather slapped her daughter. Each hit and bruise she gave to her child she gave for a reason.

Steve was conflicted when he saw how terrified his daughter was of her own Mother. No child should feel like that, so why did Rosalie?

Of course Steve knew he was far from innocent, but something in his mind shifted, an incident at work. A Business owner spoke of his child, how he wanted a boy, so the child could take over his business, yet ended up with a girl, who became half of his pride and joy, the other half being his wife.

Steve felt a strange feeling inside him. He was angry at himself for treating his child so badly. He was angered that his wife treated her bad too. He would stop, he wouldn't hurt her again.

Unfortunately Heather didn't share his views.

"Apologise!"

Rosalie's face was pinned against the table as tears ran down her face. "Apologise!" "I-I I'm sorry" she cried.

Steve walked into the room and his eyes widened at the sight. He wanted Heather to see how unfair they were to their child, but she didn't. "Sweetheart, let her go, we have work."

Heather moved away from Rosalie. "You're my biggest regret."

When they were out of sight Rosalie cried. She wanted to be dead, just so she could finally escape her parents.

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Leon had text Rosalie informing her he'd meet her at school. He was making a slight detour. He had to visit a certain red haired boy.

He knocked on the door repeatedly. "Come on, psycho."

The door opened and was almost instantly shut. "Listen here, Archibald. You hate me and I hate you ten times as much, but we can both agree we don't want certain people to know about certain things, correct?"

Archie rolled his eyes. "She's going to find out eventually." "Yeah? Well you're not going to be the one to tell her, nor am I. We'll let her find out in time, until then, you Bulldogs do what you want to me, but if you lay a hand on her, or tell her anything, that gun you have, I'll use it on you. Got it?"

"Why did you help them? Why did you bring them to my house?" Archie asked. "You put a gun in his face. That's Rosalie's future husband" Leon told him, causing the redhead to chuckle. "I doubt that."

"I'd put down a thousand bucks that they're together in the next six months" Leon replied before making his way to his car. "I have to get to school, later Andrews."