Rosetta's Pov
Of course, my knight in shinning armor had to be Nyk. But I was thankful enough that he saved me and looked over the fact that he was my ex. He was better than nothing. In fact he was way better than nothing. He could have been a rapist at the right moment at the right time, saving a girl from their evil father, only to rape her later on down the road.
So after my long, much needed sleep I started to watch Nyk through the corner of my eye. He had no idea that I was awake, so he kept his eyes on the road and paid me no attention. Which was good, I needed some time to take in his appearance.
One thing was for sure, time had treated Nyk well. Let me just say that his body looked more mature and muscular now that he was a grown man. He grew into his figure and must have hit the gym to get those huge arms. It was enough to make any girl fan-girl. I was sure glad Skyler wasn't here.
Now for his face. His hair had grown out, more skaterish than punkish but still- it fit him pretty well. And his facial features became more defined. His cheekbones creating perfect hills and his jaw line was perfectly chiseled. The one thing that had really changed about him though was his eyes. They seemed older and harder. Deathly aware of everything around him.
"I know you are awake." he said. Breaking me out of my thoughts.
"Huh?" I asked confused.
"I know you were watching me. I just wanted to see if you wanted to hit up a few stores before we checked in to a hotel." he said looking over at me to see my reaction.
"Oh- Uh- Sure. You think we can go to a music store real quick. I've been bored with the lack of music."
"If you want I can turn on the radio." he says. But I quickly dismiss it.
"No way am I listening to that gross stuff that you call music." I spat, making clear we were listening to no heavy metal.
"Fine..." he sighed, pulling into a parking lot in front of a little store that was selling some musical instruments. "You have ten minutes to go in and out. I don't want anyone seeing us."
I had to think for a couple of seconds as to why he didn't want any one to see us, but I quickly understood. Being a use to be reality teen star always had it's downs. No matter where you go, someone was bound to recognize you. Especially when you were missing on the news for about three weeks.
"Got it." I say putting my hand on the handle.
"Hold up!" Nyk calls out, reaching into his pocket. I was instantly warmed by the offer. But quickly refused it.
"It's alright, I got it." I say, reaching into my own pocket and pulling out a credit card. Thank god I had this with me when I was getting kidnapped. I wonder why they hadn't taken it when I was captured...
"You sure?" he asks. It was unlike him to not pay for the lady when she was buying stuff. I learned that the hard, yet great way while dating him. Growing up his mother signed him up for manners classes to avoid him becoming, well Nyk. And whenever we went somewhere and I wanted something he would always pay. It was a nice enough offer, but at times a bit... Weird.
"Yeah, don't worry." I say, shrugging it off hopping onto the ground.
*Fifteen minutes later*
"What did I say?" he asks as I slide into the car with my new guitar. It was so beautiful. It was light brown with some cool designs etched into it with gold and white.
"What?" I ask, eyeing him up and down like a crazy person.
"I said to be back in ten minutes. You were five minutes late, what if someone saw you?" he asks, overly concerned.
"You are starting to act like me, and I don't know how to feel about that. Besides I was late because the stupid cashier was taking forever." I say, rolling my eyes. Looking down to admire the beautiful instrument I held in my hands.
"Fine, at least you're safe. Now-"
"I know a good hotel." I said.
"You've been here before?" he asks looking over at me as he pulled out of the parking lot.
"Yep, business trip with the parents..."
"Oh..."
And after that it got silent. A bit too silent for my liking, but the subject of my father came up and neither of us wanted to talk about that.
*An hour later*
The place was even more beautiful than when I was younger. With the fountain in the middle of the lobby. Fancy doors leading into even fancier rooms for dinning or partying. The place was amazing. And I paid yet again, I was rich due to my well paying job and the even better paying job of my parents. I had cash to burn but nothing to spend it on. Might as well invest in a nice stay at a hotel.
I booked a room for me and Nyk on the top floor with two bedrooms and two baths with a little kitchen and a little opening outside to relax. It was nice enough just for a few night. But only for a few nights. I wasn't going to be staying here for long. I just wanted to go home and go back to my normal life... If I could.
Nyk's Pov
I noticed how Rosetta had booked our room on an upper floor. I was instantly filled with worry about her injured leg. I knew she never complained, but it's just not what she would normally do. I know for a fact that she was in denial when she said it didn't hurt.
I snapped back into reality when Rosetta got the key from the lady at the head desk and headed off toward the stairs. I noticed the way she limped, but tried to shrug it off.
"You need help?" I ask, referring to her leg.
"No, I'm fine."
She needs my help, if only she would give up the act... We continue towards the stairs and right before the first step, I grab her in my arms bridal style and carry her up the stairs.
"No, Nyk. It's fine. Really, you can put me down." she says in a whisper. Not trying to bring to much attention to us. But I knew if it was only both of us, she would have been kicking and screaming.
"Not a chance." I whisper back, and carry her the rest of the way to the room. I wonder what could possibly be going on in everyone's head right now.
*Sometime later*
See you calling again,
I don't want to pick up. no, oh.
I've been laying in bed,
Probably thinking to much. oh, oh.
Sorry I'm not sorry for the times I don't reply,
you know the reason why.
I was getting out of the shower when I heard light singing and some weeping before realizing that it was in fact Rosetta. It was always hard to believe Rosetta cried. She was just so strong. But the strong ones do fall harder.
I quickly get dress and walk outside to see Rosetta strumming on her guitar crying quietly. I sit down beside her and wipe away a few tears. She didn't say anything or even look at me. But I knew she was grateful for me not calling out on here weakness. But I just had to know what was going on.
"What's the matter?" I ask, waiting patiently for a response.
"Nothing, just thinking about Madison..." she admits, still not looking up. People say the eyes are the window to the soul, in which case Rosetta didn't want anyone looking into hers.
"You want to talk about it?" I ask carefully.
"Nothing much to talk about. Quick summary, he never thought I was good enough. End of story." she gets out in one quick breath. But I knew that wasn't all of it. But I don't question her further. Stuff like this couldn't be forced out. So I was going to give her, her time. And instead of responding she just sang.
See you calling again,
I don't want to pick up. no, oh.
I've been laying in bed,
Probably thinking to much. oh, oh.
Sorry I'm not sorry for the times I don't reply,
you know the reason why.
Maybe you shouldn't come back,
Maybe you shouldn't come back to me.
Tired of being so sad,
Tired of getting so mad baby.
Stop right now, you'll only let me down. oh oh.
Maybe you shouldn't come back,
Maybe you shouldn't come back to me.
Trying not to forget,
Should be easier than this. oh, oh.
And all the birthdays you've missed
I was only a kid. oh, oh.
Sorry I'm not sorry for the times I don't reply,
you know the reason why.
Maybe you shouldn't come back,
Maybe you shouldn't come back to me.
Tired of being so sad,
Tired of getting so mad baby.
Stop right now, you'll only let me down. oh oh.
Maybe you shouldn't come back,
Maybe you shouldn't come back to me.
To me.
Sorry I'm not sorry for the times
Maybe you shouldn't come back,
Maybe you shouldn't come back to me.
Tired of being so sad,
I'm tired of getting so mad baby.
Stop right now, you'll only let me down. oh, oh.
Maybe you shouldn't come back,
Maybe you shouldn't come back to me
Maybe you shouldn't come back to me.
Rosetta's Pov
It was time. I had to ask him the question. Hopefully he would say yes.
"Hey... Nyk?" I ask carefully. He looks up from his seat at the end of the bed.
"Yeah?"
"I was wondering..." I say, choosing my words carefully. "Do you think... I could... Call my parents?"
He wouldn't respond for some time. Thinking over what I had just said to him. But I gave him the time. I knew in the end he was going to say yes. She was after all my mother. What could go wrong?
"Sure, go ahead and use my phone. It is over there on the dresser." he says, pointing to where his phone was at. I grab it and thank him before rushing off into the bathroom.
I dial the phone number and wait for the rings. She admirably answers after the first ring, which was very un-like my mother.
"Hello, who is this?" she asks carefully. Hope filling her voice to the brim. It warmed my heart that she was so worried about me.
"It's me, mom... Rosetta." I say into the phone, waiting for the the screaming. Instead I hear the light sound of sobs.
"Oh my gosh. Rosetta, you're alive! I was so worried! For three weeks I have been with the police, and FBI, and even the S.W.A.T looking for you!" she basically screams into the phone. I was glad to finally settle my moms troubles, but one time still worried me.
"Mom, have you slept? You sound really tired." I let a silent tear roll down my cheek. I had to keep my emotions in control. If I let them get to out of hand I would worry my mother, which was the last thing I wanted to do.
"No, I haven't slept in about two to three weeks. I have just been so worried and- I would pray to god that they would find you. And after a while they thought you were... dead." her voices cracks and the word dead. And it breaks my heart. I wish I had never put my mother through this.
"Mom, it's okay. I'm alive... Can I ask you a question?" I ask.
"Sure, honey. Anything." And I was relieved that her voice had turned back to normal.
"Have you seen Madison?" I already knew the answer to this question. But I just had to know.
"She hasn't called or emailed me in forever." she admits. Curiosity leaking out of her voice.
"I know the person who kidnapped me." I say carefully. I didn't want to put such a weight on my mothers shoulders but I felt that she needed to know.
"Who was it?" she asks impatiently. Obviously anxious to know. She was never good with not knowing things.
"Nyk's Dad."
"What?" she asks softly. And I knew that she didn't want to believe it, but knew in her heart it was true.
"Yes, mom. It was him. He wanted me dead, because Nyk was such a failure to him." I say between gasps and tears. I was starting to loose it but had no control or will to stop it.
"Oh my gosh that filthy basturd. I'm going to kill him!" she says screaming. She had pulled the phone away from her mouth but I still heard her loud and clear.
"No, mom. It's too late. I don't know where he went."
"Honey, who rescued you? The police, the FBI, the S.W.A.T?"
"Actually it was Nyk..." I say choosing my words carefully.
"Nyk? Your ex? Isn't he dating Madison?" she asks uncertain. I never really knew what my mothers opinion was of Nyk. But it couldn't be good.
"He told me they broke up."
"Why did he rescue you when he hates you?" she asks casually.
"Don't say that... I think he wants to get back with me. And I honestly think he missed me. He even tried to say sorry, though I ignored him.
"Rosetta... I still don't trust him. Do you?"
"I don't know..."
"Let me talk to him."
I open the door and hand Nyk the phone.
"My mother wants to talk to you."
"You sure?" he asks, as I nod my head.
And with that he then goes outside with the phone held up to his ear.
Nyk's Pov
"Hello, Aunt Rosalina." I greet, trying to sound friendly.
"Hello, Nyk. How do I know you aren't playing around with Rosetta?" she says, getting right to the chase. Just like her daughter.
"I would never hurt Rosetta again. When I heard about her on the news a part of me broke inside. And when I saw you, Madison, and Skyler outside the house crying I just wanted to run up and hug you. I didn't because I thought you still hated me." I also wanted to get right to the chase to.
"How can I ever repay you? By the way, I don't hate you. Don't trust you, but I don't hate you."
"It's okay. You don't have to repay me. It's enough knowing that she is safe. I promise to protect her."
"Thank you, Nyk. Come back soon. I want to see my daughter again. Tell Rosetta I love her and I have to go." And with that she hanged up. And in that moment I had never felt so close to Rosetta's family as I did right then. Which sadly was probably the closet I would ever get to them.