Bloody Rose

Ashton

Ashton smiled as she was driving in a hummer. She looked out at the beautiful city below her, she was home. Rome looked different from when she was there years ago. The weather was nice and warm so she wore shorts and a crop top.

She found a mansion near the city and moved in immediately.

It had been a couple months since she had been there and she hasn't looked back since, probably because she didn't have any emotions.

But lately she had been having stomach pains, that wasn't usual for her. And she wanted to know exactly what was going on with her body.

She drove to where her mother's old friend lived, knowing that she was still alive. She lived in a cottage on the side of a mountain. It was a nice home that had a backyard where you could sit and look at the city below.

Ashton got out of the car and knocked on the door. She listened as the thin woman's footsteps moved towards the front door and she pulled the door open.

"Suntem pe punctul de Ashton cum va pot ajuta?" (Translation: Hello Ashton how may I help you?) Her smile was genuine, it made Ashton smile too.

"Am nevoie de ajutorul vostru, en sunt cu dureri de stomac." (Translation: I need your help, I'm having stomach pains.) She reached out to hold the lady's hands. The lady's eyes widened as she reached for Ashton's flat stomach.

"Ati putea fi gravida." (Translation: You might be pregnant.) She had a worried look on her face. Ashton shook her head knowingly.

"Asta nu e posibil. Nu pot ramane insarcinata." (Translation: That's not possible. I can't get pregnant.)

"Intra, voi da sange zeilor." (Translation: Come in, I'll give your blood to the gods.) She didn't seem to believe Ashton.

They walked into the house and Ashton walked to the den. They say at the small wooden table that was covered with a violet table cloth. The lady picked up a small wooden bowl and sat it on the table. They both say at the table.

"Da-mi mana ta." (Translation: Give me your hand.) Ashton placed her hand in the witch's hand. She cut the palm of her hand and hurried to pour her blood in the bowl.

The witch reached down and stuck her fingers in the bowl. She began chanting low, with her eyes closed.

After a long time of low chanting the house shook and she jumped back. Her eyes grew wide as she stared up at Ashton.

"Sunteti insarcinata. Cu copilului diavolului." (Translation: You are pregnant. With the devil's child.) She whispered. Ashton's eyes grew wide, she flared with anger.

"Imposibil." (Translation: Impossible.) She lunged forward at the woman but something stopped her. It was a familiar arm and she looked to see who it was.

Michel stood over her. "What are you doing here?" She asked angrily.

"She's telling the truth Ashton. Although I don't quite agree with the devil part." He rolled his eyes. Michel turned to the startled woman. "Imi cer scuze Sarra vom merge acum." (Translation: I apologize Sarra we will go now.) He dragged Ashton out of the house. Once they were outside she pushed him off of her.

"What the hell are you doing here Michel?" She yelled.

"I knew you were pregnant with my child I had to come find you. I love you Ashton." Michel said softly.

"I can't have a baby I'm not a mother." She shook her head quickly beginning to cry.

"Honey you have me. We can stay here and never go back. Please just be with me."

"I can't. I have to lose this child." She said.

"No," he yanked her so she faced him. "I'm tired of you treating me this way. I have done nothing wrong to you but love you unconditionally. You are carrying my child and you will have my child." He said harshly. "I love you so much and you mean so much to me. We will have a family, please don't push me away." He cradled Ashton's face. His thumbs washed away her tears.

"I'm sorry. I love you too." She whispered squeezing her eyes shut.