The past will catch up with you

Summary: Janine left Abe with their kids. Its 14 years later and now she's back, but not for the better. What will Rose do?

By Zero Capability

Chapter one – 14 years later

Rose POV

'That's it! I'm leaving' Christian yelled, slamming the door as he left the house. I sank onto the sofa, putting my head in my hands, slumping forwards. None of our fights had been this bad, and recently, we had had a lot of fights. But this one was by far the worst and most stupid. I sat there in silence, unmoving. Then I heard a voice I hadn't heard in 14 years and hoped never to hear again.

'Hello Rose.' I looked up.

Christian POV

After I stormed out I went to mine and my aunt's cottage, which was about 50 metres away from the main house. I sighed as I got my keys out and opened the front door.

'You're home early, what happened?' My mum asked, standing at the counter, a mug of coffee in her hand.

'What usually happened when I come home early.' I snapped as I legged it upstairs to my room. I fell, face first, onto my bed. I lay there for what felt like hours, before Tasha called me downstairs for tea, thinking over mine and Rose's fight. I walked slowly, coming to a decision as I went. I walked into the kitchen to the sight of my aunt getting plates out.

'Do you mind if I go to Rose's?' I said, standing in the kitchen as my aunt started putting food on a plate.

'I thought you would want to, so I only made one portion.' Said Tasha, laughing. I smiled and walked to the door.

Me and Rose would go out to get something to eat, as we planned before our fight. I walked over to their house and automatically knocked on their front door; even though Abe had told me many times before that I was welcome all the time. No-one came to open the front door. I assumed Rose didn't want to see me, but I wasn't going to leave things the way they were. I opened the door and cautiously stepped in, almost waiting for Rose to come and start attacking me. But I heard crying, from the lounge, so I shut the door and tiptoed to the doorway of the lounge. I saw Rose lying on the sofa, on her side, facing the back of it.

'Rose?' I stepped closer to her.

'Go away Christian. I don't want to see you.' She replied, but there was none of her usual venom lacing her words. I stepped closer again and knelt beside the sofa.

'Rose?' I tugged lightly on her shoulder to roll her over. When she did, I saw blood covering her arms and some on her stomach, where she had pressed her arms against herself. I took one of her arms gently in my hands and turned it over. On the underside of it were cuts, rows of them, from the wrist up. I grabbed the other arm, it was the same.

'Rose, what did you do?'

She met my eyes and started crying again.

Rose POV

'Rose, what did you do?' Christian's eyes searched my face, as if looking for the answer to his question. As I met his eyes, I knew I couldn't tell him, he would only tell Abe, who would never believe me, no matter if he was my dad. He loved Janine and would never hear a bad word against her, even though she had left him when I was three and Adrian was six.

Tears started streaming down my face as the realisation hit me – I couldn't tell anyone.

'Rose, why did you do this?' Christian asked. I lowered my eyes, unable to see him ashamed of me.

'I don't want to talk to you.' It hurt me to say that, me and Christian always told each other important things, even if we were in the middle of a fight.

I watched as his face closed off and he stood up, pulling me with him.

'Right, let's get you cleaned up, then I'll be on my way.' He said abruptly, walking down the hallway to the bathroom.

He was as good as his word. He washed off all the blood and put bandages on the cuts. As soon as he finished, he walked quickly down the hall and out the door, as if eager to get away from me. It reminded me of earlier today, when he left the house after our fight.