19 XVIII (1/2)
****Warning: this chapter looks onto different abusive tendencies. Please exercise caution when reading and if that stuff upsets you, please continue to the halfway point of the chapter. Thank you and please stay safe!!****
Rose started to clean up her apartment quietly. Lizzie was coming over soon and she knew that Lizzie was extremely stressed out and upset today, and Rose didn't want to add onto that.
Rose quietly picked her laundry up off the floor and put it into the hamper. Once I shut the hamper, the door unlocked and slowly opened, then in walked Lizzie. Her hair was freshly died blue and her eyes were a bright green color with some red forming around her pupils.
”Hi, Lizzie.”
The girls quickly got across the room in about three strides and held Rose in her arms.
”I missed you, Rose,” Lizzie said, placing a small kiss on her forehead. Rose smiled and let herself be held for a minute. The comfort soon melted away as Lizzie lead them over to the couch and sat Rose next to her, picking up the remote to start a movie.
”What movie are we gonna watch?”
”Anything you want, Rose.”
Rose quickly switched on a horror movie and curled up into Lizzie's side, watching. Rose had missed this since Lizzie left for some business a few days ago, yet she still wouldn't tell her where she would go and why. The girls would let out small yelps and jump when the scary parts happen, the other comforting them as they watched. As it ended, Lizzie stretched and looked over at Rose who was half-asleep.
”Rose, why don't you go to bed?”
”Can't yet.”
”Why not?”
”Kai's coming soon to help with the new song.”
Lizzie felt blinding rage at that statement and she didn't know why. She grabbed Rose's wrist and squeezed, turning the girl to her. Rose winced at the pain and looked up at Lizzie, fear and confusion clouding her mind at the red of Lizzie's eyes.
”Why do you spend so much time alone with him, Rose?”
”Because he's the composer! I need him.”
”All you need is me, all you will ever need is me!” Lizzie yelled, her grip on Rose tightening.
”Lizzie, you're hurting me,” Rose said, wincing from the pain in her wrist. As the words came out, Lizzie threw her away and Rose hit the ground. Lizzie stood and her red eyes were glowing from the growth in her anger. Rose back up against a wall and watched the anger of Lizzie only grow.
”You shouldn't need anyone but me.”
”That's selfish, Lizzie! I am allowed to have friends, aren't I?”
Lizzie paused at her words and took them into her mind. Part of her knew what Rose meant, the other twisted her words into something ugly and hurtful.
”No, you'll abandon me like they did.”
”Like who did, Lizzie?” Rose asked, slowly standing and moving towards Lizzie.
”Stay away from me, Rose.”