A boy who kills cannot love, a boy who kills has no heart. He was never destined to feel love, but for whatever reason, Dandy chose her. Could she learn to love him?
*ahs freakshow*
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Rosalie and Dandy spent the next few days cleaning up, and Christmas was less than a week away.
Rosalie watched as Dandy buried the maid in the garden, before asking her to help him plant some flowers in its place. They spent hours outside, taking walks, and enjoying their new taste of freedom. No Gloria was waiting around every corner to force them apart.
The house was fully decorated for the holidays, the couple decorating all of the Christmas trees Dandy insisted on bringing in.
It brought a lot of joy into the household, which was very much needed after Rosalie thought Dandy was going to take his own life. She had spent the past two nights tossing and turning in her sleep until she found herself holding him just to remind herself he was still alive.
Rosalie called back home a few times a day, mainly talking to Eve, who was always happy to answer the phone. As far as Rosalie was concerned, she assumed everything was fine back at camp.
They still had yet to tell her about Ethel, Ma Petite, and now the attempted suicide of Dell Toledo, whom Rosalie didn't know that well. Rosalie had asked about Jimmy, but Eve couldn't bring herself to tell her that he was often drunk and passed out all around the camp. He was fascinated by their new friend, Barbara, a rather obtuse woman who Jimmy fed like a baby.
In fact, Maggie and Desiree had caught them having sex in an empty tent. That put an end to their relationship real quick.
It seemed wrong to hide all of this stuff from Rosalie, but Elsa Mars demanded nobody tell her over the phone. A considerable part of this stems from the fact that Rosalie was unknowingly fired for missing too many performances. Eve didn't necessarily believe that it would hurt Rosalie that bad, she seemed to enjoy life more with Dandy than she did here. And with the way things were going, that was probably a good thing.
However, Rosalie made it well known that she missed them.
That morning Maggie had walked into Jimmy's trailer, where he was currently hungover. He stared at her as she entered, eyeing her figure that was hidden under a shawl. She had just finished a cigarette, and he could smell it on her.
"What do you want?" Jimmy asked.
"I was just coming to see if you're done being an asshole," Maggie responded, ignoring the glare he shot her way as he sat up in his bed. "There's something I wanted to ask you."
