Really? Another story? How many am I writing now? This makes three right..? Oh well... This is my new OC Rosa... Yeah... Thats all I got right now. Oh yeah Out of Character. Yup completely I STOPPED CARING BECAUSE I AM A HORRIBLE HUMAN 3 hearts~~
Rachy out~ :D

I just couldn't stand it anymore.
I had given up on living. Ever since he left... Back when we were kids. My life had gone to hell.

My name is Rosa Yuki but people call me variations of rosé, usually it's a mocking version of Rosie. I'm not Japanese but that's my last name... So basically my name means snow rose. I always liked my name. Lots of people said it was weird.
I'm fifteen years old. I have brown hair with the very tips dyed pink, brown eyes, and a rather pale complexion. My wardrobe consist of white and pink... I prefer wearing white, pink is so predictable for my name.
I'm little and scrawny, but I'm a lot stronger than I look, I guess not as strong as I thought... Seeing as I was about to kill myself.

But before we get into that story~ here's a small flashback of my first encounter with my hero.
I was walking home from school as usual alone... I never actually got home till 4 even though school got out every day at 2:30...
No one was ever home to worry...my parents work only allowed them to be home.. For well... I actually don't know. If there's a day my parents can visit me, they haven't taken it.
So yes... Being October... It was already getting dark outside. Some creep was following me. I was heading the direction of A guy in a dark brown bomber jacket and a bat... Thinking he could get this crazy bastard away from me. Something about him was... Familiar...
Unfortunately the creep behind me was pretty fast. He ran up behind me and shoved me into an alley.

"HELP ME!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. He pinned me to the wall and held a knife to my throat. He started unzipping my jacket.
I thought I was doomed but...
The guy in the bomber jacket came up behind the dude, and smashed him in the side of the head with his baseball bat after the creep crumpled to the ground he turned to me. I swear... I knew this guy. Messy brown-red hair, crimson red eyes, tall, thin, strong... And that jacket... Something about it...
" You should probably get home before the cops show up." He told me with a smirk.
Even the way he grinned reminded me of someone.
"T-thank You!" I stammered as I got up.
I ran straight home.
That was two weeks ago
So that happened, that guy looked so familiar to me. But I had eventually forgotten about all that because that hell hole of a school caused me to focus on other things instead of finding and thanking my hero.

So there I was, standing in my balcony debating whether I should jump or not.
I decided I should. No one would miss me other than him and he moved away and had probably forgotten about me. My parents don't seem to acknowledge me. And all the bullies at school would probably be over joyed by the news of my death.
I had one thing left to do before I would jump off my apartment balcony.
I went to my small room and sat at my desk. I opened up my leather bound journal. A pale rose design etched in the cover. I flipped to the next blank page.

To whoever reads this
I only have one request... I want all my prized possessions to be left to my dear long lost friend. Alexander F. Jones.
He moved when we were in seventh grade, but I'm sure you can track him down... Or even better he promised me he'd eventually move back around here... Maybe you can wait for him... That is all. Oh. Wait I want my old gaming systems to be left to my associate Ember Quinn. I know she'll take good care of them. She can also have all my Black Veil Bride and Sleeping With Sirens CDs I know she loves them~.. She's the only friend I have right now. Thank you Em~

Thank you and
Goodbye~
Rosa Yuki :)

I took a shaky breath goodbye...
I walked to my balcony it was raining outside. Good that'll wash away the blood... I don't want there to be a mess...
The rain pelted down on me, soaking me. Not that I would have to deal with it much longer...
This was kinda what I got for having the top floor of a ten story apartment I went to the railing and threw my legs over and I sat there admiring how calm the city looked. The wind blowing my long hair Partly obscuring my vision.
The grey sky made the lights so bright, and it was reflecting off the rain.
It was a very nice final sight... I was contempt with that.
I slid myself off the ledge. I feel twenty feet. That's the difference between my apartments floors.
Someone grabbed my hand which was stretched at my side.

" WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" A young mans voice screamed at me as he pulled me onto his balcony. So, this is who lived in the floor below mine...
"... Why..? WHY DID YOU STOP ME!? It was finally gonna be over..." I cried. I buried my into his bomber jacket...
Wait... Bomber jacket..?
I looked up at him.
" C-Calm down...!" He looked down at me slightly uncomfortable by how ridiculously tight my grip around him was.
I finally got a good look at him. It was my savior from two weeks ago.

I quickly let go of him. Geez... He was pretty damn hot! I backed away and looked at my feet trying to hide my blush.
" I- I'm so So- sorry!" I stammered still sniffling. I know I had seen him before he saved me.
" Yeah... Whatever what were you doing exactly..?!" He asked looking at me.
"... I was trying to kill myself..."
"..!" His eyes widened. He turned to the open balcony door. " Oliver! We have a guest!"
He turned back to me. " Come in inside." He took my hand and led me inside. He gestured to the couch in the main room. " You can sit down."
I shook my head. " I- I re- really don't w-want to b-be a bother..." I am too shy. " I... I'll just go home.." I started walking towards the door. He stuck his arm out in front of me blocking me.
" And just let you try to kill yourself again? Yeah, I'd have to be a pretty fucking sick bastard to do that." He stated flatly.
Someone is actually worried about me...?

" O- Okay..." I sat down on the couch. He sat on the chair across from me.
" So... What's your name doll?"
Doll..? Where have I heard that before..?
" M- My name is Rosa Yuki... But everyone calls me Rosie..." I replied.
He looked at me curiously for a second then shook off whatever he was thinking.
He pointed to himself. " I'm Alex." I stiffened.
Alex?
Just as I was about to ask him his full name. His brother walked in. He looked familiar to...I just couldn't place them.
" Hello dear~ My name is Oliver Kirkland. Would you like a cupcake?"
I know these people~ I just wish I could remember...

" Wait one moment!" Oliver grabbed my cheeks and cupped them in his hands. He squealed. " ROSIE~~ ROSA YUKI! You have grown into such a lovely young lady!" He turned my head towards Alex. " Don't you remember her~ Oh you two were so close." He was going on a ramble.
I gave Alex a pleading look that screamed. " PLEASE GET THIS PSYCHO AWAY FROM ME~~~"
He sighed " Oliver... Let Yuki go."
Yuki... No ones called me that in a long time...

Alexander F. Jones was my best friend since kindergarten up into seventh grade. Then he moved away... But he promised he would move back before we would finish high school... I hadn't heard from him in three years. He used to protect me but after he moved... I got well... Picked on, beat up, insulted etc~
Alexander was the only one who I let call me Yuki.
I started crying again. I dove across the couch into Alexander.
" It's so good to see you! I missed you so much! ALEX~!" I wailed.
" I missed ya too Yuki... What have you been doing seriously?"
" Playing old video games and baseball, nothing new." I didn't ask him what he did. He was pretty secretive about what he did, he loved his space.
" Rosie~ Cupcake~~~?" Oliver asked.
Me and Alex did what we did when we were younger when he offered.
RUN AWAY~~ To the park.

_LATER_AT_THE_PARK_

" D- Did we lose him...?" I asked.
" SHIT! NO WE DIDN'T!" He yelled. I pointed up to a tree we used to hide in when we were younger.
" UP THERE!" We ran to the tree and just like when I was younger Alexander would give me a boost up. And I'd pull him up after. Or I used to... Hell, he got strong. We sat there silently as Oliver passed under us.
" Come on now~ It's just a cup cake~"
We held our breath and waited till he was out of sight.
" Well... T-that hasn't happened in a while... And everytime it happens it doesn't get any less terrifying." I stammered. He glanced at me.
" That has been my life for the past three years. How do you think I feel?!" He asked.
We sat there for a bit.
" Okay I think it's safe to go back now..." He said." Right. I'll head up to my apartme-"
"NO. Don't you dare."
" Why~?" I whined. Like i did as a child.
" One, I don't want you pulling another stunt like earlier, and two, we have a lot of catching up to do, I need to hear how much this school is going to suck..."
And so we went back down to his apartment, where we started discussing the school subjects we would be taking.
I didn't say a word about the bullies. I didn't need him worrying more than he already was.
" Oliver, Do I really have to fucking go to school..?"
" Alexander! You know I don't approve of that kind of language!" Oliver scolded him.
He looked at me with a ' Can you believe this?' look. I looked away shyly. I know I had a little crush on him when I was twelve but he looked really freaking good now!
People with looks like him usually kicked me around, but he was nice.
I guess it's because we were friends when we were younger.

Just wait till school... He'll be taken away, and he'll hate me too...I'll enjoy this while I can. I still have the weekend left... Yes... enjoy it while I can...

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ONE CHAPTER! YES! DONE WHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW WW :D
~ Rachy

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