*Rose and Rosie*

9.

   Rose helped Rosie lift up her dress and clean herself up. Rose was gentle, going soft on Rosie. The taller one crawled to the back of the car, Rosie following her. Rose sat against the right window, her legs laying across the seats. Rosie made herself comfortable between Rose's legs and opened her phone. She shot her parents a stupid text to tell them she wasn't coming home until tomorrow. Rosie then opened up her social media to find endless pictures and videos of Rose kissing her.

  "Damn." Rose said from behind Rosie, her eyes peering over the blonde's shoulder. 

  "Wonderful, your brother even posted it." Rosie groaned, closing her phone and leaning her head back on to Rose's chest.

  "Just fall asleep baby, forget any of it happened." Rose whispered, wrapping her arms kindly around Rosie's neck.

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  When Rosie woke up the next morning she had a horrible headache and her legs were sore. She was in a dark room. The walls were covered in posters and more posters. She sat up and looked around, not sure where she was located. Rosie sat in a wooden bed, the covers and sheets were a dark red, the pillows as well. She soon realized she was in a t-shirt that wasn't her's and still in her thong from last night. Rosie looked over at the bedside table next to her, finding a lamp and a small photo frame. Then she knew who's room she was in.

  "Morning, cutie." Rose said walking into the room. Her hair was back in a ponytail. All she had on was a sports bra and a pair of black sweatpants. "You sleep like a log." 

  Rose sat down in the bed next to Rosie and handed her a mug. She looked down into the cup and found it was filled with coffee.

  "Thank you for bringing me to your home, but did you change me all while I was asleep?" Rosie croaked, then sipping her coffee.

  "Yeah, sorry about that. You were really, really, asleep. I couldn't have woken you up if I wanted to." Rose said, carefully watching over Rosie.

  "Again, thank you. Last night was-" Rosie was cut off by an older woman peering in through the doorway.

  "Hi girls! Just checking in, Rose does your friend need anything?" The woman asked. Rose huffed.

  "No, mom, we're fine. Close the door on your way out." Rose said, not even making eye contact. 

  "Okay, just asking. If you need anything, Rosie, don't hesitate to make Rose get it for you." Her mom said with a smile and a small giggle.

 "Thank you, ma'am." Rosie said kindly, amazed at how nice the woman was. 

  "She's a lot nicer than you make her out to be." Rosie said once the woman left. 

  "My parents are alright, there just always up my ass about something." Rose said getting up. "What were you saying earlier?"

  "Oh just that last night was," Rosie stopped to take a sip of her coffee. 

  "Well, it was what?" Rose questioned, knowing Rosie was dragging this on. 

  "Magical. I used to think about it when we had history together. Y'know, losing my virginity to you seemed just, I hate to keep using this word, but magical." Rosie finally said, saying a little more than she wanted to.

  "Really? I thought you hated me." Rose said, sitting back down on the bed.

  "I did. Just also found you really hot." Rosie said with a giggle while she put the half empty mug down.

  Rose rolled over so she was laying down facing Rosie. Rosie looked down at her with a smile. Rosie still couldn't believe she just let Rose take her virginity. The girl everyone wanted to sleep with, and Rosie got to have her. 

  "So," Rose started, "I was thinking you could hang out here until later, I can drive you home?"

  "That sounds lovely, but are you just going to keep me in here? I have no idea what your house looks like besides your crack den." Rosie joked.

  "Shut up, I just like it dark. And of course, I can show you around if you like." Rose said getting up and walking over to her closet. 

  "Is your brother home?" Rosie asked to fill the time while Rose looked for something. Rosie leaned back against the headboard and crossed her legs. 

  "Sadly." Rose said bluntly. She stood up and tossed Rosie a pair of shorts. "Just so you're not half naked in my parent's house." 

  Rosie muttered a thank you and stood up. She slipped on the shorts, they were a bit large but she made them work. Rose walked over and grabbed her hand, dragging her to the door. The brunette opened the large door and out looked a quite simple home. It wasn't as big as Rosie's, that was for sure. Rose's bedroom sat at the end of a hallway, bedrooms on both sides of her. The bathroom door was open as the two girls walked by. She could tell who's bedroom was Tommy's by the loud rap music blaring from inside. Rose noticed the music and walked up to his door.

  "Timothy, could you please do me the honors of turning that the actual fuck down. " Rose said through his cracked door. 

  "Why, does your girlfriend have hearing problems or something, I can have my music however I want." Rosie heard Tommy say.

  "She's not my girlfriend, and don't make me tell mom you know how she is about guests." Rose said before shutting the door.

  "Sorry about that." She said with a sarcastic smile and a quick eye roll. Rosie faked a smile while being too caught up on the "not my girlfriend".

  "Here's the kitchen, I'm never really out here though. I stay in my-"

  "Room? I swear she's always in there or out somewhere." Rose's mother interrupted, appearing from what Rosie guessed was the living room.

  "Hey Miss. Dix." Rosie said with a little wave. 

  "Hi, sweetie. Is Rose treating you well?" The mother questioned, death glaring her daughter.

  Rose loved that Rosie cared enough to say hello, but Rose did not want to deal with her mother right now. Rose made up a lame excuse and dragged Rosie outside into the front garden. There wasn't much, just a large tree and a wooden swing. Rosie welcomed herself to the swing and sat down. The hard wood was uncomfortable at first but she got comfortable.

  "You have a very lovely home." Rosie said, breaking the silence. Rose stood behind Rosie and started softly pushing her on the swing.

  "You've only seen the nice parts." Rose basically mumbled.

  "Can I ask you a question?" Rosie questioned, her eyes staring off into the sky as she flew up and down.

  "Anytime." 

  "Can I be your girlfriend?" 

   Rose stopped pushing the swing, causing for Rosie to lose balance and almost fall off. Rose didn't notice though, she had sat down on her porch step and fidgeted with her fingers. Rosie felt a rush of panic run over her. She knew she just said the wrong thing and had to take it back.

  "Rose? Is it too soon, I can-" Before Rosie could finish, Rose had pounced and landed her lips on Rosie's. They stayed there for awhile before Rose slowly pulled back and laughed.

  "Your face is priceless." Rose said, her smile large. Rosie scoffed and pushed Rose's shoulder.

  "Come on that's not funny. I'm serious." Rosie said between laughs.

  "Yes, of course you can be my girlfriend." Rose said before letting go of Rosie.

  "What's wrong now?" Rosie asked sarcasticly. 

  "That's the first time I've ever said that and actually meant it." The brunette said while looking at the girl in front of her.