Roses are Red // l.h.

1.6

{Rose's P.O.V.} {edited}

The three boys were very nice, we talked for hours in the hospital room. I learned a lot about them, Calum wasn't Asian was one of the first things he said to me, I smile at the thought. Even though these boys were nice I still didn't trust them entirely, Luke's other friends from school had tormented me so what's stopping them from doing it too. They had started asking questions about me and I felt extremely uncomfortable, I didn't want them to know anything about me. I excused myself from them saying that I needed to get home.

Ashton was nice enough to offer to drive, so I accepted. He waves me goodbye when he dropped me off, and driving away before I got half way up the driveway. I sigh looking at my house, not really wanting to go in. I remembered it's Monday, dad won't be home. I tentatively opened the door and snuck in. As soon as I walked into my bedroom I collapsed on my bed and started crying. Why, why did this always happen to the people that I love. Love? Wait a second. Did I just say I loved Luke? I've come to terms with myself, yes, I do love this boy. It's good to have someone I can talk to again. At least had someone to talk to for a second in this endless universe. I drift into the past, reality escaping me.

"Rose, you can run away with me, I'm old enough to take care of you." I shake my head, looking at my feet letting a tear roll down my cheek.

"No James, I can't. As much as I wish I could I can't. Who's going to take care of mom? I need to stay in school and there's so many flaws in this plan I just can't come with you. It would be easier if you went by yourself anyway," I say leaning against my desk. He runs his finger through his brown hair and sighs.

"I don't want you to go through this anymore, you don't deserve to get abused like this. Neither of us do." I hear his voice crack and I finally look him in the eye. He's broken, and I snap. I let out a sob and he hugs me. I cry into his chest.

"Good luck l'il sis, I love you. If you ever want to leave just call me and I'll come and pick you up, no matter where I am." I nod and squeeze tighter before letting go.

I remember the sound of the door closing when he left. The screeching of tires and the clashing of metal. The blaring red lights and sirens. He had been victim to a hit and run, and he didn't make it. After that my family moved, neither me nor mom could live in that house with so many memories. That was 2 years ago, and I still miss him so much. My only friend, my brother. He would have been turning 22 this year.

I cry harder thinking of him, and then all my feelings hit me at once. I can't bare it, I stand up and punch my wall. Pain erupts in my knuckles and spread down my fingers into my wrist. I grab the nearest thing, it happens to be my lamp and I smash it on the ground. Running over to my closet I take out my razors and quickly bring it to the flesh of my wrist, cutting deeper then I ever have before. I sigh at the relaxing pain. I don't bother cleaning up the blood, and once again I collapse on my bed but this time I fall asleep, the sound of screeching tires echoing around my mind.

A/N

OOH MORE BACKGROUND BEING REVEALED HELLO. so she had a brother, names James, that tried to leave, and got killed if you didn't get that. wow, just realized 1.1K reads omg this is amazing I literally didn't think I'd get 59 and a ham sandwich thank yall so much 💕