Roses Have Thorns

by CemeBlack

Rosalina wondered who the woman in her drawings were - why did she look like her in every way the black hair, the green eyes could it be just her conscious creating a character or maybe it is her; the only one who knows the truth is the Pawnshop owner - the man many avoided; Mr. Gold. Could she truly be the feared 'Rose' or is there more to her tale then just a Rebellion Lady?

1. INTRODUCTION

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE ONCE UPON A TIME CHARACTERS THEY BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNER.

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ROSES HAVE THORNS

INTRODUCTION

Mr. Gold walked along the sidewalk; he wore a black suit with a maroon shirt underneath and a black tie with a maroon handkerchief in his breast pocket, he had shoulder-length brown hair and brown eyes; he was the most feared man as well as the one who 'owned' Storybrooke, Maine, he was well-known throughout the small town, but people avoided him mostly, he was on his way to his Pawnshop when a voice called behind him.

"Good morning, Mr. Gold."

He stopped and turned around to face the black-haired woman who made her way towards him; she wore glasses and her long hair laid loosely over her shoulders; her green eyes watched him, she wore a black coat with a blue button-down shirt and jeans underneath, she carried a bag over her shoulder - of all the people in Storybrooke she was the only one who didn't avoid him.

"Good morning Ms Thorn." He said politely, she smiled and stopped before him. "How are you today?"

"Doing good and you Mr. Gold?"

"I'm well thank you my dear."

"On your way to your shop Mr. Gold?" She asked curiously as they began to walk again crossing the street.

"Yes, I don't have any collections to do today. Where are you going Ms. Thorn?"

"I'm off to the castle; I have some things to show Henry before I head to Moe French to collect the roses I've ordered." She answered, she found Henry an interesting boy; for he had a vivid imagination like her, the difference was that she felt that her's were real somehow even though it sounded ridiculous.

"Castle?" He asked playing innocent, he knew exactly what she was talking about – it was the wooden castle that Henry often plays in unlike Rosalina Thorn and the rest; he remembers his time in Fairytale Land.

"Yeah, that is that wooden castle were Henry normally is." She explained and saw Mr. Gold smirk before he asked.

"What is it your going to show him, Ms Thorn?"

"Just some drawings I made." She answered and Mr. Gold raised a brow in question.

"You've drawn again?"

"Yes, it's nothing much but because me and Henry have an 'abnormal' imagination as some say. I know he'll enjoy them and he might even crack a smile. His been down since Graham's death." She finished and looked to the ground sadly, Mr. Gold didn't miss this, he took a glance at her then he looked before him again.

"I'm sorry to hear that Ms Thorn. You and he were good friends.?"

"Yeah, but that's life – you never know when it will end." She made a small smile "So you have to enjoy it as much as you can."

They come to Mr. Gold's Pawnshop that stood on a corner he turned to face Rosalina with a small smile.

"I believe this is my stop Ms. Thorn."

"You take care Mr. Gold, don't let anyone put you down today. I'll see you later probably." She smiled and then pat him on the shoulder before walking off leaving him alone to watch her. She didn't see the sadness in his eyes as he turned to open the door nor hear his words as he entered the lonely shop.

"A good day to you too – my Rose."