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Joey
I paced back and forth trying to figure out what to do.
My father...I just went behind his back for this girl.
He'll only kill Rosaleen next time like he did for the last girl.
From behind me I could hear groaning and then rumbling in the blanket i gave her.
"Where am i," her eyes tried to adjust to the light and she looked at me, " What the fuck."
She looked disgusted to see me and honestly i don't blame her.
"Why aren't i with your dad. I should be dead," she hopped up then went behind the couch in an attempt to separate the air between us even though i was still a couple feet from her
Suddenly she started to fall to her knees holding her stomach till i caught her in time, " You need to stay on the couch. You're still recovering."
She let me pick her up and set her back onto the couch, " How the hell did I end up here...especially with you."
"Like it or not," I sighed, " You're gonna be stuck with me..for a while."
"Yea till you decide to give me back to your dad again!"
I saved her and this is what I get...
I wanted to tell her that I'm the reason that she's even alive but I'm not telling her that. I don't want her thinking anything weird with why I came back.
"Fine. I won't talk to you, you can just stay on the couch," I put my hands up then went upstairs in frustartion.
Rosaleen
When he got upstairs I searched my pockets for the paper then thankfully found it hiding in the bra.
When I uncrumbled it, I scanned the code trying to remember what it meant. Part of me would get flashbacks of when my father would teach me his own code language but then it quickly faded.
"I hate joey so much," I mumbled, " why am I back here."
I walked upstairs to get answers since I got none from him. When I creeked open the door to his bedroom I noticed him with his head down sitting on the edge of his bed.
"What do you want," he said annoyed.
"Answers."
"Depends what you ask," he looked like he was about to roll his eyes but he stopped himself.
"Why am I back here," he noticed the paper in my hand and I quickly hid it behind mine.
He got up from his position then walked up to me closely. Too close.
"What is that?" He furrowed his eyebrows and he still seemed annoyed.
I didn't answer and then he snatched the paper out of my hand and looked at it. When he saw what it was his eyebrows shifted to fear.
"You took this from my father!" Joey said seriously.
"It's my paper! I'm the only one who can crack it anyway," I tried to take it back out of his hands but he lifted his arms up with the paper so I couldn't reach it.
"Seriously?" I started hopping up to grab it and my attempt to grab it made a little laugh come out of him.
"You're too short Rosaleen," he said then folded up the paper and put it in a pocket in his shirt.
Rosaleen...gosh he never calls me that. Sometimes it makes me miss rosey even tho I hated it.
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[Vote and comment plss]I'd prefer rosey from joey if my name was Rosaleen 😌😌😌
ALSO ILL UPDATE 'HES THE ONE' TOMORROW (:
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Mission; jmb
Fanfiction"Rosaleen I do love you! I always fucking have. Do you really think letting you go was that easy?" I started to form tears in my eyes and noticed he looked in pain from holding on too long and ready to slip from my grip. Started: may 18th