A/N: I'm really not sure about this chapter. So I hope your not disappointed lol. It's from the Doctor's POV btw. Thanks for the reviews
Anger
It was two weeks ago today Rose was attacked by that man. She was terrified. Telling the police was hard as well, but she managed okay. She's strong.
I was furious when I found out what he did to her, and I still am. I could have stopped it from happening, but I didn't even notice he had taken her.
So she told the police and they arrested him. He's in jail now, but we are not sure how long his sentence is yet. A life sentence wouldn't even be enough. Anyway, the ambulance came and gave Rose something for the shock. Apart from that, she was fine, just bruised. Luckily she didn't get burnt in the fire. I took her back to the TARDIS and she had a shower. I tried to encourage her to sleep, but she didn't want to be on her own. That's understandable, so I stayed with her until she fell asleep.
Telling Jackie was stressful. Rose didn't want to, she didn't see the point.
"It's not going to change anything." She said.
"I know, but she might be able to help."
"Why?I don't need help, i'm fine!" She said, louder than she needed. More angry than she needed to be. As soon as she said it, shelooked away from my face and said "Sorry."
"It's okay." I reassured her. She walked to her room before I could say anything else.
I managed to persuade her in the end. Rose didn't want to go through the trauma of repeating what happened again, so I did it for her. The worst thing is, Rose feels guilty about telling Jackie.
"She's got enough to worry about at the moment without me making it worse." She had said when we got back to the TARDIS.
"Oh, Rose!" I said, givng her a hug. "Be a bit more selfish, will you? She's your mum. It's her job to worry."
She has quite a lot of anger at the moment. Not towards me, but she gets frustrated with things that wouldn't normally bother her. At first I thought it would go away, but it still hasn't. She hasn't cried about it either. Well, she has once, just after it happened and I found her sitting outside sobbing. The thing is, she is bottling all this emotion up. I'm worried about her. She doesn't feel that she can talk about it, she's scared.
But why?
It's not always like that. Most of the time when we are together she's fine. I know I can make her smile.
But whatever this thing is, I don't think it will go away on it's own...
