Okay I have to admit I got carried away now this chapter is really long! About 5,588 words long, so yeah!
This is ALL HUMAN and I hope you like it!
Full Summary: Okay, so, Everyone who Rose loves always dies. So she learns not to love anyone. But she can't help it when The Dragomir family are soo kind to her and treat her as one of their own. Rose is a beautiful fifteen year old (that is turning sixteen in a week) and on her birthday The Dragomir family throw a massive party for Rose's Sweet Sixteen and nearly EVERYONE is invited. Rose has never made her statemen at the police station because it brings back painful memories. Rose has never had friends because they always end up dying, so she keeps herself away from Lissa, but when she does that she gets brought closer to her, so she gives up and be's Lissa's friend, they're best friends, but Lissa get's kidnapped. Will Rose make her statement on her own? Will she go after them? Or will she get pressured into making a statement?
Hope you like it!
When The Ones You Love Die, You Learn Not To Love
Chapter 1:
**10 years ago**
Me and Mom were walking through the parking lot and I noticed some people who kept walking past us and every time they'd walk past us they always give mom inapropriate looks or something rude and dirty. I felt very unsafe around them and felt the need to run or scream and even squirmed under there gaze.
Mom and I walked to the parking lot, hand-in-hand, and when she unlocked the car the group of men stepped out in front of the car and it made my heart leap and stop. "Stay away from her," mom said.
"We don't want to hurt the little girl," one of the men said.
"I'll call the police," she said. "Leave us alone." Mom grabbed me and walked me to the car and they shoved her away like a fly and pushed her backwards and she flew back into me, causing me to fall and her to fall. She hit head hard on the concrete and she cried out in pain and I felt pity for her. I looked at the men.
"Don't touch my mommy," I said. "Don't hurt her or else you won't live to see the day," I warned, glaring at the bad man.
He scoffed. "What are you going to do about it little girl?" he asked me.
"Don't call me little girl," I said.
"Well little girl, how 'bout this. You be good as you watch your 'mommy' die for us," another said grinning at me evilly.
I felt tears well up. "Don't hurt mommy, dont," I said sobbing. They all closed in around her as mommy screamed, clutching her head. They started pushing around and kicking her and punching her. They seemed to like to see her pain, and mine. I screamed and one grabbed me and threw me to the ground and I hit my head on the ground and I felt warmth come from my head and spread out from my body. I watched as one guy pulled my mom's dress up and her undies (AN: I loved using that word when I was little haha) and pulled his pants down and his boy undies and revealed his penis-I think it was called because boys older than me talked about it a lot, even my older brother that comitted suicide when I was five-and then put it inside mommy and I wondered what kind of animal would do such a cruel act and make a child watch. Mom screamed out in pain and hurt, even violation. (An: Rose is a smart 7 year old) I watched as he raped mommy and then they all did, on by one and then they got a knife out and slit her throat and I heard her scream and it made me cry even harder and sob more. They grabbed a gun out and shot her in the chest and one even punched me and blackness took over.
**Ten years later**
It was my sixteenth birthday in two weeks and I was excited, yet sad that I wouldn't be spending it with any member of my family. Everyone had died: Mom got murdered, Dad-I didn't even know where he was, I didn't even know if he was alive and nobody knew who he was and mom didn't leave any clues behind-my Aunt got murdered when I stayed with her, everyone died around me. It was like I was magnet for death. The last family I stayed at comitted suicide because my depression and mood had gotten to them, somehow.
I looked out the window as the city drove by before me. I was going to a place somewhere in Russia, to live with a family, and I was attending a school called Saint Basils and it was going to be horendous. I had travelled around a look, moving from home to hom, finding somewhere to stay but finally, there was somewhere permanant because someone was adopting me. It made me want to cry.
The lady driving the car was called Jenna and she worked with social services and it was a place where kids would go if they had nowhere to go, which was what was with me. Most people believed I had a perfect life that was filled with happiness, but it wasn't perfect. Not one bit. I had heaps of boyfriends in my time but they were to only by time for when I'd leave and some would end up so broken when I left them, one even comitted suicide and I even attended his funeral because I felt bad, I even cried a little because he was a great guy and very handsome.
"Rose you're going to love it here, it's amazing and the people are terrific," Jenna said from the front. "The family who adopted you are very nice and very rich, they'll love you and treat you as one of their own."
"Cool," I said, faking enthusiasm. She glanced at me in the reflection of the mirror and looked at me and then looked at the front and concerntrated on driving again. I watched as the city spread out before us and then turned into a small country. I was listening to my MP3 that my nan had gotten me when I was six and turned the music up. It was one of the last thing my nan had given to me before she passed away, thinking about her made me cry sometimes but I kept back the tears and reminded myself that people moved on and to be strong.
I turned my MP3 off when the car pulled up in front of a massive white house that was two-storeys high and very beautiful. But it didn't seem to have a garage. I shrugged it off and looked at it. The roof was black and it was beautiful. It was a long driveway to get to the house but they had put lamp posts on each side of them. And there was a massive garden out the front, starting all the way out near the road, but in the property, and then back all the way to the house. The driveway was brick and beautiful. There was stepping stones through out the whole garden and when we parked I got out and immediately smelt flowers and the smell of fresh air, it was very pretty out here.
I heard the door open and out came a woman with platnum blonde hair that was curly and she had forest green eyes, she was very pale and it set off the colour to her eyes. She was beautiful.
A man stepped out and he had light brown-almost blonde-hair and he had jade green eyes. He was quite pale as well. They were both beautiful.
A girl about my age stepped out and smiled at me. She had platnum blonde hair and jade green eyes, and was pale also. She was beautiful. Her platnum blonde hair was curly and came to about her shoulders, the were nice and defined curls.
A boy about two years older than me and he had platnum blonde hair that was straight and styled in a messy yet sexy way. He was pale too and quite muscular but not too muscular and he was tall-they all were.
"I'm Vasalissa Dragomir, but you can call me Lissa," the girl about my age said.
"I'm Rhea Dragomir, the lady said, smiling.
"I'm Eric Dragomir," the man said.
"I'm Andre Dragomir," the boy who looked about two years older than me said.
"I'm Rose, Rose Hathaway," I said to them. I had remembered my name when I was younger, I had basically memorised it so I remembered who I was and where I was from. My mom had been Scottish and had curly red hair and my dad-from I've been told-was Turkey and had dark brown hair, almost black. I had inherited my straight dark brown hair from him and the brown eyes and my skin colour was the exact colour of the inside of an almond, because it was a combination between Turkey and Scottish. I had big lips, that people said were kissable and beautiful
"Come on, let's get you inside," Rhea said.
I noticed Eric Dragomir and Andre had my suitcases and stood at the door waiting for me, I turned to Jenna and looked at her. She smiled at me. I smiled back at her-a real smile-and showed all my white straight teeth. She looked at me shocked-nobody had seen me smile-a real smile-before, nobody, except for family. They had seen my small smiles and fake smiled but not a real smile from the heart.
Jenna looked at me again and smiled. "I better get going Rose. Are you going to be alright?" she said to me.
"Yeah. Thanks, thanks for everything," I said to her and hugged her.
"It's my job Rose," she said, I knew she was rolling her eyes but she wrapped her arms around me and gave me a hug back. I pulled back. Jenna had always been there for me, she was like a big sister, the big sister I never had. I waved at Jenna as she drove away in the car and I waved at her.
I walked inside the house, following everyone around the house. Feeling zombie-like and pain cut through my chest. I was rich and I could get anything I wanted, and the only reason I was rich was because when mom died she gave everything she had to me and dad was rich and he always sent me about five thousand every fortnight and I never spent it, I only did at mom's funeral and other people's that died around me. I knew who was killing my family, but I didn't want to talk about it, I didn't want to tell anyone about it. The police kept trying to get me to tell them who it was but I never wanted to talk about it.
The only person I told was Jenna and she promised not to tell anyone, I never told her what the men looked like though. I had nightmares about them ever since the night they killed mom. I was five when it happened and the last thing my mom had given me was a heart locket that was diamond and had Daughter engraved onto it and a heart next to it, mom had the exact same one but it had Mom engraved into hers-she got them the day she got murdered.
"This is your room," Lissa said, interrupting me from my thoughts.
I looked around and it was beautiful. The walls were white and the carpet floor was a marble but there was a large cream rug that was under the large double bed and bedside table and went out to the side where the chair was. There were double doors that went out to the verandah and there was a table and chairs out there as well. The bedspread was white with gold edging and a gold throw-rug folded at the end of it. If you flipped the bedspread over it would be black and the same with the pillows. The pillows matched the bedspread and their were little cusions in front of the bed and they were white with orange, gold and green patterning on it, I think it was flowers by the looks of it. The bed fram was wooden and the bedside tables were wooden as well and they had lamps on them. There was a lamp in the corner of the room.
On the back wall was double doors and I looked at Lissa questioningly.
Come one I'll show you," she said. And I had noticed there was no wardrobe.
"Okay," I said and Lissa walked to the double doors and I followed her and she opened them and they revealed a massive closet with just clothes and more clothes in it.
"This is your closet. We found out your size and we went a little shopping because we heard you didn't have much clothes," Lissa said smiling.
"Oh my gawd!" I said. "Wow." I couldn't get over the shock. The bedroom had been enough, but this, this was something else. I couldn't believe it. It had heaps of clothes, sunglasses and jewelry and everything. I couldn't believe it. There were even ballgown dresses. "This is amazing. Thankyou," I said turning to Lissa.
"It's alright, we wanted to make you feel at home, especially with everything that happened throughout your life," she said.
"You know?" I asked her.
"We had been filled in about everything but not in detail," she said and frowned. "I'm sorry about your mom." Lissa looked at me pittiful. "I don't know what I'd do without mine."
"Yeah," I said, feeling the pain come back and made me want to cry.
"Come on, I'll show you the rest of the house," Lissa said, grinning at me. I nodded and she led me around the rest of the house. She showed me her room, and the bathroom, we shared one together, and their were doors in our rooms that led to the bathroom. She showed me where the kitchen and everything else was. "I'll show you the pool," she said and led me out the back door and we immediately walked out to a very beautiful garden that had tables and chair and then a pool with a water fountain in it and pot plants beside it. It had a diving board and steps to go into it.
"Whoa this is amazing," I said to her. Lissa grinned at me.
"Yeah it is," she said, and smiled. "When we went shopping I snuck away to a lingerie shop and got you some lingerie," Lissa said with a wink and I laughed a little.
I didn't really know what lingerie was but whatever it was I had a feeling it was bad. "I don't really know what lingerie is," I admitted to her and she looked at me shocked.
"Wow," she said.
"I wasn't really brought up with the best of people and they were Christians and they didn't want me to grow up badly. They sometimes hit me if I did something wrong," I admitted to her.
"What? That's wrong, they shouldn't have hit you, they had no right. Everybody makes mistakes, even them and the biggest mistake of all was hitting you," Lissa said. She looked horrified.
"They were the first family I stayed with, the last I stayed with comitted suicide," I told her and she gasped. "I walked into the house, coming home from school and they were hung from the ceiling in the loungeroom, by rope."
"That's horrible," Lissa said. "I've never seen a dead person and I don't plan to."
I sighed. "Thanks," I said to Lissa. "I think I'm just going to unpack my things and then chill in my room for a bit."
"Okay," Lissa said. We walked back inside and I walked up the stairs with a heavy heart and walked into my room and grabbed my suitcases and unpacked them. I felt like crying, but I had taught myself different and not to cry. I had to not cry.
I looked at my nails and they had glitter on them and they were long. They were really beautiful, but after a while you got bored of staring at them. I finished unpacking my clothes and ran my hand through my hair.
I got out my IPhone 4,that I had brought as a present for myself because I needed a little cheering up, and I looked at the cover I had brought for it. The cover was glittry-light pink, dark pink, white and red-stars on the back and on the front it was just glitter. It was gorgeous. I loved it. I had a charm for it too, and it was the letter R and it was diamond and it had hearts on the charm too. It was gorgeous.
I started playing games on my IPhone and I let some tears escape. After I finished the game and won about twenty times. I got up and put my IPhone away and looked in the mirror of mine and Lissa's bathroom and I sighed. I was wearing camo pants with a white tank top and a black vest shirt over the top, black shoes with white laces and white bottom, I had a black cap on that was tilted to the side and a black lace glove that was on my left hand.
The outfit all together was pretty cool, but compared to this family I'd look like a peasant or something. I sighed and walked out to my room and down the stairs. I had my phone in my pocket and my locket was on. I never took my locket off, only to clean it, have a shower and when I'm in bed.
I walked out the door and into the loungeroom where I heard laughter and talking. I walked out to see Andre, and Lissa.
"Hey Rose, your finally down I see," Andre said grinning at me.
"Hey," I said. I turned to Lissa and smiled, a small sad smile and she looked a bit worried.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing, just been thinking," I told her. Which was the truth. I couldn't stop thinking, especially after what I had told her. I had to keep myself together, I couldn't let anyone see me cry. I bit my lip and closed my eyes, concerntrating on putting the tears back in their place and when I felt them go away, I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. The guy looked at me unimpressed and looked at me as if I was vermin. I felt uncomfortable and a little upset.
"You're outift is alright but, it could be better," Lissa said and I looked at her questioningly.
"Lissa wants to be a fashion desginer," Andre said and I looked at him.
"Wow," I said. "That's very impressive." I felt like an idiot. "The only people who have designed my clothes is target," I admitted.
Andre laughed. "You're silly Rose," he said.
I felt my hair fly out behind me and I walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and went up to my room, sipping the the water. The bottle never left my mouth.
I always had a tendency to rip things or chew things, the last thing I chewed was my dress and it ended up in shreds. At least it was the one I brought and not mom, or anybody else. So that was good.
I walked into my wardrobe and went to a draw and opened it and found bikini's and I grabbed a red one. It had a bow in the dip between my breasts and the bottoms had a bow on the side, one on the right and one on the left.
I got undressed and put the bikini on and pulled my glove and hat off. I flipped my hair and grabbed a towel out of the bathroom, that was in the towel draw and put it over my shoulder. I walked out of my room and down the stairs and looked at Lissa when nI got down there. "I'm gonna go for a swim, wanna come?" I asked her and she grinned at me.
"Totally," she said jumping up. "Sit down, while I go get dressed."
I walked down and sat where Lissa was sitting.
I looked at Andre and his eyes were roaming all over my body. I felt uncomfortable. The bikini made my breasts look bigger, way bigger. Well, I was D-cup in bra sizes, so maybe that was the reason. I bit the inside of my lip and placed the towel around my body. I was getting a little cold. There was air-conditionin in the room. Andre immeditaely looked up to see my face and smiled at me. "Hey Rose," he said.
I held my hand out to shake his, but he looked at me with a disgusted look on his face and I pulled my hand back. "I'm back," I heard Lissa shout, bounding down the stairs and I laughed, a little. I hadn't laughed in soo long and it felt good.
Lissa was wearing a purple bikini that tied up around the neck and had a square neck. It was beautiful and it looked like it came from Hawaii or something. "Did you get that from Hawaii?" I asked her.
"Yes! How did you know?" she asked, grinning at me brightly.
"I remember seeing it at Hawaii, I've been there before but when I was ten, I don't remember much about it but yeah. I lived with my Aunt for a while there and she died," I said to her and she looked at me pitifully.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she said, looking a little sad.
"It's fine, I'm trying to forget about my childhood but it's hard," I told her and smiled at her sadly.
"Why would you want to forget your childhood?" Andre asked.
"It was rough," I told him and he frowned. I felt the tears come to my eyes and looked at Lissa. "Come on."
Lissa tried smiling at me but she ended up frowning. We walked out to the pool and we bombdived in their and then I swam up to the surface and sat on the edge of the pool.
"Did you wanna talk about before?" Lissa asked. I shook my head. "It might help talking about it," she said.
"I don't like talking about it," I snapped at her and she looked a little hurt and then quickly recovered. "Sorry I shouldn't have snapped." I looked at he apologetically and she smiled.
"It's fine. But have you told the police about the guys?" she asked me.
I shook my head. "I don't want to talk about it, it's too upsetting and I still have nightmares about them," I told her.
"But they'd-probably-go away if you told them and got the guys locked away in a jail cell," she said.
"They won't," I told her. "When they get released, they'd come after me."
"No they won't," she said. I wanted to cry and tears welled up in my eyes.
"Please, talk to me about it, and I could got to the police station with you so you can tell them," she said. "I bet they're still looking for the murderer."
I didn't want to talk about it and she kept making me think about what happened every time she said it. It made me want to cry and I couldn't just tell her, I barely even knew her. "I don't want to talk about it!" I yelled at her and she looked taken aback and I couldn't help the tears that left my eyes and I jumped up out of the pool and grabbed my towel. I heard the door open and seen Andre come out and I ran into the house, sobbing, and I ran into up the stairs and into my room. I shut the door behind me and sat on the floor, wrapped up in my towel and cried. I replayed the scene over and over again.
One of the men had light brown hair and grey eyes, another had blonde hair and blue eyes, and then another had black hair a light-pale blue-eyes, and the last one had red hair and brown eyes. They all had a face, twisted with evil and not that handsome and quite ugly-I know it's mean for me to say that, but it was true.
I felt my heart breaking at each memory and my heart was heavy in my chest and I stood up and wiped the tears away and stood up. I opened the door and seen Lissa was there and she attacked me into a hug. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to," she said.
"I'm sorry I shouldn't have yelled at you, you were just trying to be nice," I told her and she looked at me.
"No, I was prying and I shouldn't have. But, just so you know, you can talk to me about anything at any time," she said. "Even if you just want to sit and play board games or the Play Station 3 or just sit down with no words and just look," she said.
"Okay, I'll keep that in mind," I said to her.
"I'm your friend and I'll be there for you," she said. I pulled back and looked at her with fear across my friends.
"I can't have friends, you can't be my friend. You'll get hurt, they always end up getting hurt. I can't, I'm sorry. We can't be friends, all my friends end up dead," I said to her.
Her eyes widened for a moment and she recovered quickly. "I won't get hurt," she said.
"You will," I said trying to convince her and grabbed my towel. "Stay away from me if you don't want to get hurt." I ran down the stairs, leaving her stunned. I ran down the stair, running past a stunned Andre and out the door. I ran down the driveway and onto the road. I ran down the street and out onto another street.
I was running bare-footed. I couldn't let this family get hurt because of me, because of my misfortunate life. I just couldn't. It would be cruel and mean and just horrible to do that to a family, such a loving family like this.
I ran all the way until I got lost on a highway and I found my way to a gas station and people were looking at me weirdly.
"Are you okay, darlin'?" a guy asked. He looked at me and smirked. I noticed him, he was one of the guy's who killed my mom.
"Stay away from me," I said to him and he laughed, it was an evil laugh.
I picked up a huge rock, as he came closer to me and I chucked it at him and missed and he just laughed. He grabbed my shoulder and punched me in the head and it hurt. I felt warmth on the side of my head and I knew it was bleeding because he was laughing and smiling at me.
I knew self defence because I decided to take it a few years ago, just in case I run into theses guys again. I threw my fist up and hit him in the nose and he stumbled back and held his nose while screaming, as it bled.
He glared at me and walked towards me again but I kicked him in the stomache, and then the side of the head and he stumbled backwards. I round-house kicked him and he fell over. He got up and went to go for me again but I picked up a rock and threw it at him and he fell over, unconscious. I heard the door open and I quickly kicked the guy out a little more and ran behind the builing and looked as the guys gang ran over to him and they looked shocked and they were yelling at him to wake up. They were really worried about him.
I seen them look in my direction and I quickly pulled away and jumped over the fence and started sprinting to where I came from. "I don't want her getting away!" the leader yelled. "Get her!"
I ran through the trees and I ran all the way back to the Dragomir house, after losing the guys that were following me.
I was breathless and I ran inside the house and slammed the door shut, locking it. I felt like I could barely breathe, it was heavy and I was gasping for breath and I turned and put my back to the door and sat down. I realised I was putting blood all over the floor, and I didn't have my towel with me. I had dropped it ages ago when I got caught in a fence. I had scratched on me, and bruises and my bikini was soo torn it was barely even a bikini any more. I wrapped my arms around myself and put my head on my knee.
I sat there for a while and I heard someone gasp. "Holly fuck, Rose! Are you alright?" I heard Andre yell. I heard footsteps, running, and Eric Dragomir, Rhea, and Lissa appeared.
I looked up to face them. "I better get dressed," I said. I looked at Rhea. "I'll clean this up." I ran up the stairs and left them all shocked and then got dressed and walked back downstairs with a dam towel on my head, where it was bleeding. I got out some detergents and stuff and put them in a bucket, after reading the ingredients and labels and then I got a cloth and walked back out and started cleaning it all up.
"I can do that, you need to get that checked out," Rhea said.
"No. I'm fine," I told her. "I promise I won't pass out on you."
"Rose," she said. "I can do it."
"I've nearly finished any way. And plus, it was my blood that I spilt and you never know what if I had Aids or something-which I don't-but you'd never know and you'd clean it up and get it yourself," I told her. "Better to be safe than sorry." I looked up and she was nodding.
"I guess your right," she said. She walked back out and I finished cleaning up the blood and threw the cloth out and the water.
I walked into the loungeroom and seen everyone there sitting around and someone was standing there with a medical kit and they turned around and I seen it was Andre. He even had on a doctors hat and I burst out laughing, he was even wearing gloves and the coat. I fell to my knees laughing, and clutched my stomach. He looked soo funny.
I bit my lip and then took a deep breath, expecting a scolding like usual but when it didn't come I nearly sighed in relief. There was only soo much scolding one could have in a lifetime. "Come sit down. You're my patient," he said and I giggled.
Lissa was looking at me weirdly. "What happened to you any way?" she asked.
"No. I ran into one of the guys that murdered my mom," I told her and her eyes widened.
"You mean?" Andre asked. "You mean they're here?"
"That's it I'm calling the police," Eric said. "I can't have people endangering anyone's life in this house. Those other people you stayed with might not have cared but I do." Eric walked towards the phone.
I reached out. "No don't!" I almost yelled. He looked at me questioningly. "He got knocked out," I told him and everyone looked at me wide-eyed.
I shrugged. "I couldn't leave my self defenceless, especially if I ran into them, so I took self defence lessons," I said.
Andre laughed. "We're going to be having an interesting time with her," he said and everyone laughed.
"Yeah. We will," Lissa said smiling.
"Sit," Andre said, pointing to the chair in front of him and I walked over to it and sat down. Andre started proding my sore and I was a bit worried. "It's deep," he said. He kept proding and then eventually Eric came over and looked at it.
"I'm going to stitch it up," he said and got out a needle and something else.
I bit my lip. "Will it hurt?" I asked him.
"A little," he said. He started getting to work. "But hopefully it won't hurt that much," he said.
"Are you a doctor?" I asked him.
"No. But I got some a Medical degree," he said.
"Cool," I said and grinned at him. "I don't know my dad. He walked out on us when I was in my mom's womb and she told him I was a girl, but he wanted a boy, so he left." I felt sadness as I said that, it ripped apart my heart a little.
"I'm sorry," Eric said. "It must've been hard for you."
I nodded. "It was, to know my father didn't love me-or want me. He didn't even give me a chance," I told him.
"That's mean," Lissa said. "Your father leaving and all that." She looked angry.
"Yeah, I don't really like talking about it," I said and they all seemed to get the point and they didn't ask me anything else.
I felt tugging and pulling and then I heard a snip, of scissors, and then Eric was finished. "Finished," he declared. "You can go now," he said.
He had cleaned up the blood and I had a cut under my eye and it was on my cheek. I stood up and smiled at him, not my real smile though-no one had gotten that for a while, I was too sad to give them that smile. "Thanks," I said to him and walked up the stairs and into my room.
The day went by fast, and I had dinner. We had some Russian receipe and then I brushed my teeth and went to sleep, getting my sleep for tomorrow. Tomorrow I was going to school.
So that was a very long chapter one! Hope you like it and please review and tell me what ya think for the first chapter! :D It'll mean a lot to me.
Wow I've been working on this chapter for about two days because I keep getting distracted! :D
Oh and their are some stuff on my profile for all this and there's Rose's oufit she's wearing (it's really cool) and there's what Rose and Lissa look like as well but then there's some changes you're going to have to envision because Lissa is a little off with the skin tone and eyes, and Rose is a little off with the eyes. So yeah, check it out, they're pretty cool! The reason why Rose looks upset is because that's what she always looks like because she's so haunted by her past. And there's a pic of her lovely white smile their too hahaha check 'em out! (: :)
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