We walked home; just Joey, Rose, and I. Mom was okay with me staying; I think she may have been drunk.
When we got to their house, apparently either no one was home or they are the only ones that live there. We walked inside. The house was pretty nice –and that's a word I'm not generally comfortable with. Rose had me lay on the couch.
"Would you like anything?" she asked. I shook my head. She smiled and bent down to kiss my cheek. "I hope you feel better."
I smiled. "Me too." If only I felt better. Then, then, I would…..um…..never mind. I got so wrapped up in my thoughts of Rose I fell asleep.
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I awoke to the sound of her voice. "Come on, Joey."
"I told you no, Rose," Joey replied. "I already said that if Mom were still around you wouldn't even have this chance. How do I even know that I can trust you?"
"You don't trust me!" she gaped. She held her head in her hands. "Oh my gosh, Joe."
"Don't call me Joe! You know Dad used to call me that!" He started to cry.
"I know, I miss him too." I listened and pretended to sleep. I opened my eyes a little while after. "Oh, um, you're awake? Did you…hear all that?" Rose looked a little nervous.
I nodded. "Yeah. I'm feeling better," I said trying to cheer her up. Joey had stopped crying. "Dude, I'm sorry about your parents. Um, if you don't mind me asking, what...happened to them?" I raised up the left side of my face.
"C-can we tell him Joseph? Please?" Rose asked her brother.
"No, you can't tell him and he can't sleep in your room!" There was a sudden voice change in Joey. He groaned, "Awe, Rose, now you're makin' me cry!" He ran into his room. Rose rolled her eyes.
Later, after Joey was asleep, Rose snuck out to the living room with a pillow and blanket. "So, when you said, 'better,' how much better?" she asked.
"A lot better," I said as I scooted to the floor and hugged her. She smiled and kissed my cheek. I turned and kissed her lips. "Um, so why did you decide to move to the living room?"
"Well," Rose started, "my brother said that you couldn't sleep in my room, so, I decided to come into the living room with you." She smiled again. "And, I'm gonna tell you," Rose paused and looked around to be sure Joseph wasn't around. "our secret." She raised her right eyebrow and squinted her eye. Rose bit her lip. "Okay, my mom died when I was six. She was murdered. And then my dad…went crazy and committed suicide," she bit her fingernails.
"Oh, wow," I had trouble speaking.
I know Casey's character might be a little OOC but I don't really care anyway…I mean, at least I tried…right?