His Fiore

18

Rose's P.O.V

"Did you rip your vagina?" Enrique muttered from the other side of the bathroom door.

I sighed and covered my face with my hands. No wonder I was crying so much last night. When I realised I was freaking bleeding on to my pants, I ran to our bathroom in our room and thankfully there were pads and tampons in the drawers.

Enrique followed me and is now sat outside the door waiting for me to come out and reassure him that I didn't freaking rip my vagina open.

"I started my period, you fuckhead" I said after peeing.

"Also get me some underwear with pants please" I said slouching on the toilet.

I hate periods.

After a little shuffling there was a knock on the door. I told him to come in, to which he did but with his hands covering his eyes.

"Here you go" he said holding out my clothes. I took them gratefully before staring at him.

"You can get out now" I said after he stood there with his eyes closed for a minute. He nodded his head awkwardly and walked out but because his eyes were closed he walked into the wall. I laughed and shook my head at him.

"You okay there soldier?" I said with an amused tone.

"Shut up" he said rubbing his head before walking out.

After I was done cleaning up my gift from Mother Nature, I washed my hands and walked out to see Enrique sat on the bed.

"Let's go get the key" I said turning to the door.

"Are you sure you want to? You can rest, I'm aware of the pain females go through when on their menstruation cycle" he spoke, avoiding eye contact with me.

"Why with the formality? mEnsTruAtiOn cYcLe." I mocked his words as he narrowed his eyes on me. I shrugged and continued.

"Just call it a period and no I'm completely fine now let's go" I said gesturing to the door.

We were both now in the chandelier room, staring at the card that was placed on the table beneath a platter of fruits.

You both ugly like my shit
Grab a bottle and take a hit
Once you drunk please have a fuck
cuz yall shits really need sum luck.
~ Dante

"So mother has begun including Dante in her plans" I huffed shaking my head.

"I'm guessing we need to go somewhere where there is alcohol" Enrique mumbled putting his hand under his chin.

I looked at him with a childish glint in my eyes.

"Last one there is an ugly duckling" I screamed before bolting out of the room and down the corridors.

He's probably not racing me but oh well I felt happy messing around a little bit, even if he won't share my fun.

"You're slow" he whispered in my ear as he shot forward leaving me with my jaw dropped and breathing uneven.

He's so fast! Fuck that, he's actually racing me! He's having fun?

Okay I'm sorry but Enrique and fun do not belong together in the same sentence.

I recollected myself before running again. Once I made it to the room I sighed and crossed my arms over my chest at the smirking Enrique sat on the counter.