After three days, Rose grew used to the room she was in. She was, unfortunately, still cutting. It was an addiction to her, she couldn't stop. That morning, she was sliding the blade across her skin when the door opened and the Piper stepped in. Rose jumped and the knife slid deeper, making her hiss as blood started flowing faster. The Piper quickly ran over, picking her up and running into his room, towards his hidden bathroom, and pulled her dress up over her head, throwing it into a small bin. She blushed, seeing as she was left only in her breast wrap and underwear, and was protesting as he was quickly cleaning and stopping her arm from bleeding, "I'm fine, I've had way worse, I can handle it!"
The Piper just ignored her as he quickly checked her arms and legs and chest for more scratches. He saw cuts less than a week old and looked at her angrily, the look in his eyes filling her with shame. Rose pulled her arms away from him and wrapped them around herself as she started softly singing, "I'm not a stranger. No I am yours. With crippled anger, And tears that still drip sore. A fragile frame aged, With misery. And when our eyes meet, I know you see.
I do not want to be afraid.
I do not want to die inside just to breathe in.
I'm tired of feeling so numb.
Relief exists I find it when, I am cut.
I may seem crazy, Or painfully shy, And these scars wouldn't be so hidden If you would just look me in the eye. I feel alone here and cold here. Though I don't want to die. But the only anesthetic that makes me feel anything kills inside.
I do not want to be afraid.
I do not want to die inside just to breathe in.
I'm tired of feeling so numb.
Relief exists I find it when, I am cut!
Pain!
I am not alone!
I am not alone!
I'm not a stranger...no I am yours. With crippled anger, And tears that still drip sore.
But I do not want to be afraid.
I do not want to die inside just to breathe in.
I'm tired of feeling so numb.
Relief exists I found it when
I was cut."
The Piper pulled her into his chest, running a hand through her hair calmingly. She could almost hear him trying to say something comforting. Rose sighed and pulled away from him, bringing her arm up to examin it, "I didn't do this on purpose. You surprised me."
He looked at her a stern look in his eyes. She just shook her head and leaned closer, pressing her soft lips to his. The Piper was shocked for a fraction of a second before returning the kiss passionately. After a few seconds he put his hands on her shoulders and pulled away, before looking her in the eyes again. She carefully stepped back, shock on her face at her actions, then turned and ran back into her room. Greg stood in the hallway, his green eyes wide having seen the girl run half naked in front of him, before he was almost knocked over by the Piper running after her. He shook his head, "This house is about to get interesting. Molly! You may want to stay in the kitchen!"
An old woman called back, "Why? I want to meet the girl he's all strung up on!"
Greg sighed, "Well, right now she's a little shook up. He's trying to calm her down."
Molly walked out of the kitchen, "Maybe I can help? She has been alone here with two men for a few days."
He frowned and walked up to her, "Um, she was almost naked."
Molly blinked, "Has he already made his move? This early?"
Greg shook his head again, "No, I don't think so. She's such a young girl, with a really troubled past I hear."
He heard the girl shouting at the Piper, who was silently taking it, not that he had much of a choice to do otherwise, and Molly chuckled, "There's some spark in this girl. Maybe she will be the one to break his spell."
Greg grinned, "If he can help her, she can help him."
