Chapter Twelve: Emotions
Getting off the bed, Rose walked over to her dressers, trying to find something to wear as she has been skipping school for a few days and it was time to go back. Pulling out a pair of Clarks Tamryn Season boots and a Bell-Sleeve Polka-Dot Boat-Neck dress, she quickly changed, putting her hair up as she finished. Walking over to her make up, she quickly did it before she grabbed her iPhone, her bag, and went out of her apartment, locking it as usual. Scott was picking Rose up today to take her to school and to take her back home as she asked him to be with her just until the nightmares ended.
"Do you think everyone's going to stare at me? After all, I have been through a lot that has gone public." Rose worried as they drove to the school, looking out the window as she said it.
"Don't worry, by the way, the one reason they'd stare is because you're beautiful." Scott said, giving Rose a quick kiss as the school appeared ahead.
"You're probably right." Rose said as Scott turned to the school, her starting to breath a little as the car stopped next to the school.
Getting out of the car, both Scott and Rose walked to the school, a few people staring as they went to the doors, causing Rose to stop and say, "Maybe we should just leave."
As she turned around, Scott put a hand on her chest and looked at her to say, "You can do this. I'll help you, Rose."
He reached out for her hand before opening the doors, everyone staring at them which caused Rose to stop, tugging Scott back. Looking at everyone, she turned her head to Scott and whispered, "I love you," before continuing to walk with him, ignoring the stares.
"The doctor told me it's going to take about five or so months to show." Rose told Scott as she took out her social studies book and binder.
"Are you worried?" Scott asked as he watched her grip her book like she was nervous or mad.
"I'm carrying a little person inside of me. How could you not be worried" Rose hushed yelled at Scott before turning back to her locker and continuing what she was saying. "Also, could you take me to the doctor's after school?"
"Why?" Scott suddenly asked, a little worried about her.
"I just want to check on my baby." Rose said as she shut her locker, turning to Scott.
"Sure. I'll drive you to the doctor's after school." Scott said, nodding his head as he walked with Rose to social studies.
"Rose?" A faded voice called as Rose was surrounded in her own nightmares- seeing the werewolf attack, it trap her under it, it's mouth getting closer and closer-
"Rose!" She instantly looked up, snapping out of her dreams to see her social studies teacher looking at her, along with the rest of the class and Scott.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I ju-" Rose tried to say, but grabbed her stuff and walked out of the class, clearly having something bothering her, with the teacher saying her name behind her.
Seeing Rose take off, Scott grabbed his stuff, rushing towards Rose, almost like he did with Allison, but she wasn't in love with him at the time. As Scott chased after Rose, she made to her locker before leaning up against it and looking at Scott.
"It felt so real, Scott. It's like a memory burned in my mind. You have to make it stop, Scott. You have to make it stop." Rose whispered as she fell against the lockers with Scott going down with her, looking into her eyes as he saw her crying, a new fear taking over.
"It's gonna be alright." Scott repeated over and over as he held Rose's head in his lap, their stuff tossed next to Scott.
"You didn't have to run after me. I wasn't dying, Scott." Rose said, an anger in her voice as she leaned against the couch.
"I wanted to help you." Scott replied, only for Rose to get angry and stare at him, getting off of the couch.
"God, do you have to save everyone? All you do is save, save, save. Can't you let someone die for once?" Rose pushed as she grabbed her bag, going towards the door before Scott stopped her.
"Where are you going?" Scott asked, putting his arm between the door and Rose.
"I'm leaving from my own apartment because you are here." Rose said, reaching for the door when Scott opened it, staring at her.
"Then I'll leave." Scott said, only to trigger a sudden out burst from Rose.
"Why can't I just leave?" Rose asked, staring Scott as he looked back at her.
"You can leave if you tell me where you're going." Scott told Rose as she grunted, pushing Scott's arm out of the way as she yelled, "Why the hell are you trying to be my parents," before walking out of the apartment, slamming the door shut.
"Scott," Rose shouted from the door as she came in three hours later, dropping her stuff at the door. "Scott, I'm sorry."
As Rose looked around, she couldn't find Scott and she dropped against the floor, crying as she whispered over and over again, "Scott."
Her hands clawed at the floor as she laid down, staring across the room as she waited for the door to open, which she knew wouldn't. Turning, she began to cough as she cried, breathing heavily as she tried to suck in as much air as she could. Turning around again, she put her hand on the floor, crying, only to get back off the floor, heading to the kitchen.
"He hates me. No man alive would love me." Rose whispered to herself hateful thoughts as she picked up a kitchen knife.
"Why love me? I'm a danger to everyone I love." She whispered as she walked out of the kitchen and into the middle of the living room, staring at the door.
"I love you, Scott." She whispered as she slit her left wrist, then repeated it with her right wrist, holding the knife with her left hand.
As her vision began to blur, she dropped the knife, blood dripping to the floor as she collapsed, fainting as the blood poured out from her wrists.
"Rose," Scott called as he walked in front the door only to see Rose on the floor, blood everywhere. "Rose! Oh, my gosh."
Scott slid down next to Rose, picking her up from the floor as he quickly ran to the door, shutting it behind him as he raced to his car, hoping she was still breathing.
