Home for the Unwanted

Chapter 13

To be honest I think all of us had some sort of perseption of what we wanted to do with our lives. I wanted to dance, Bella wanted to be a lawyer (she had always taking a liking to human rights and all that), Peter wanted to be an artist and Lauren; a mathematican. Everyone wanted to be something. 

Everyone apart from Rose.

To be honest I didn't think she really cared that much about life. She didn't really seem to be happy anywhere. I'd never seen her smile fully, an actual genuine smile. She just seemed so introverted. Like she just wanted to be left alone. All she's ever told me about is everyday she goes to the roof of this strip club, that's closed during the day, and writes her stuff. Her stuff? What stuff? Rose was such a mysterious person, and that made me curious. It made me want to know about her. To be honest I didn't really know what I'm planning on doing to break the ice. She seemed like that kinda person who didn't want to talk to anyone. Even Lauren, who seemed 'closer' to her than the others didn't seem to know much.

But I wanted to know. I'm a nosy person. I know I shouldn't be but I can't fight it. But even more importantly I cared about Rose. Maybe even just a tinsey bit more than the others. Everyone seems so happy but she seems sad. I kinda felt bad for her. I wanted to know about what happened that made her like this and make it all better. I'd been in a state like that before, maybe I could help.

So today I went over to the strip club she always goes to, it's called Sprials. The place looked artificial and filthy in every corner but I think my opinion was mostly based on my views: I'd always resented strip clubs of any form ever since I'd first heard of them.

I heard that to get to the roof Rose goes down the alleyway, to the back and climbs up to the top of the building though the bins and the stairs.

Thank god I had a dancer's body or else I wouldn't have gotten anywhere. Even by the end I was panting. I mean, Rose is a short person and she's always smothered by that army jacket of hers. How the hell can she do this?

I caught my breath as i stood at the top of the roof. There she is. At the edge next to the sign, her back facing me and her legs dangling off the sides. She was scribbling in that book of hers that she always carries round. I didn't how to greet her. I don't if she even knows I'm right behind her--

"Why are you here? Did Peter fall in the shower again while he was singing Beyonce?"

I froze, unable to think of a reply. Her back was still facing me and she had not moved from her position. She was still scribbling in that book,

"Well?"

If Peter did fall, she acted as if it was normal. I don't think I've ever seen her suprised.

"Y'know you really do take a long time to answer."

"Heh...yeh...suppose I do."

"So?"

"So...?"

"Why did you come to my spot, Thomas?"

"Oh yes well uh..."

Rose sighed, "Because you wanted to check up on me? Right? Were you just nosy and because I haven't been talking to you as loudly as the others you assume that I need some kind of help?" 

"No no I," but then I saw her face and my answer changed, "Yes."

All she did was look at me, in complete silence. Was she gonna punch me? Yell? Theaten me to leave? Say a horrible comment that could change my life?

She didn't do any of those. All she did was nod her head, inviting my to come sit beside her. 'Inviting me' 'beside her' this didn't sound like Rose at all and for a few seconds I just stood there, trying to figure out wether there was a catch or if this was real.

I gingerly walked over to her and sat down next to her. Not too close though: I was sort of scared of what was going to happen next. It felt like hours of me sitting there, twiddling my thumbs and her, writing a line in the book.

"I understand." She said, putting her book down.

"Huh?"

"I understand why you felt the need to come here. It's the same reason why everyone else does: I'm a depressed goth bitch."

"Well I wouldn't say-"

"It's fine. Guess it's just who I am. Rose is always a pissed off person..."

A.N
I think I might make a better edit with this chapter it's not my best one. I've just realised it's a like two more weeks for me until half term and I'm happy :)))))

Nelly Xx