Chapter 3: Trouble with Ron and Trish gets hurt

Ok, well, I just wanted to say thanxs to all of my fab reviews! This story will not go in vain, and id like to address a few people:

Xxhardcoregirlxx: well, thanxs, I have been doing my research, and ya, so I know a lot of the moves. Thanxs for the review, both of them!

Mrs. Rated-R-Superstar: ok, just deal with it. I may be a whore for putting in another Stratus and stealing your man, but i'd like to say two things : 1. Yes, I am a whore and 2. he doesn't love you, he loves me, so Ha!

Disclaimer: how many times to I have to tell ya guys, I own nothing except for Rose and this plot. So there!

Enjoy

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"Ron, what, what are you doing here?'" Trish stammered.

"What am I doing here Trish, what am I doing here? Because you didn't ask MY permission if you could over here. You know very well that I don't trust him." Ron said, nodding towards Christian.

"Excuse me?" Christian and Trish said in unisicion. Rose just looked there stunned, thinking about what to do. Noticing that Christian and Trish both had their arms raised, she stepped in between them before hitting Ron. "stop!" she said with authority.

"Well, at least some one is standing up for me." Ron murmured as he tried to grasp Rose's arm. Whipping around, Rose just gave him a death look.

"im not standing up for you, Ron," she snarled, voice dripping with poison, " You have NO authority to have my mother call and ask for permission wherever she, I, or the both of us go. And you have no say in telling me to call you dad. Hell, you aren't even real you bastard!" she said in her calmest, most deadliest voice.

"Rose, that's enough." Trish said, stepping in between the two. Her face was as white and as pale as a sheet.

"It's the truth Trish. Its time to get rid of our little problem once and for all." Snapped Ron as he shoved Trish to the ground and pulled out his gun. At this point and time, Christian stood protectively in front of Rose. Ron walked towards Christian and held the gun at arms length.

"Now you'll go to hell, you bastard, and you'll never miss with my family again."

Knowing that Christian's life was at stake, she walked towards the gun, and stood almost until she could she the whites of his eyes.

"Rose what the fuck are you doing? Get back here!" Christian hissed. Looking back at Christian, she had a twinkle in her eye as her mother got behind Ron's back, making him extremely furious. In the meantime, Rose kicked the gun out of his hand, but it was much to late, as the gun went off. Ron had been trying to get Trish off of his back without letting go of the gun, and he accidentally pulled the trigger, right into Trish's leg. He dumped her off his back as she howled in pain. Rose went over to her mother, to see if she was alright. Ignoring the gun, Ron ran back to his car and took off, appently not wanting to encounter the police.

"MOM!" Rose cried as she tried to apply pressure to the wound to stop the bleeding. She quickly murmured to Christian to apply pressure to the wound and not let anything happen to her mother while she called the ambulance.

With the ambulance on it's way, Rose shakily went back to her mother and Christian.

With her mother unconscious, all she could do was grasp her mothers hand and cry into Christian's chest. He put both of his arms protectively around her as if nothing could hurt Rose and Trish. He softly murmured words into Roses ear and smoothed back her long, blond hair.

They both heard sirens as they broke apart. Trish came to, and she weakly smiled at Rose and said, "o matter what happens to me, if I live or die, pursue your dreams, and I will join you soon If I make it through this…." She replied. "Mom, mom don't, don't go. She wailed. She checked for a pulse, and to her relief, much to her relief, her mom was still there, weak, but still going. She smiled. She felt weak, so very very weak, as she passed out right there into Christian's arms. H just lay there protecting Trish and holding the limp form of Rose's body, as if protecting the two from the cruel, evil world.

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The next time Rose woke up, she looked her surroundings, and realized that she was in the hospital. "oh great."shethought. She looked over and saw that her mom was happily propped up on the bed, eating chips and watching TV.

"Mom!" Rose squled with delight. She stood up, and felt stronger than ever as she ran over and hugged her mom.

"Rose!" Trish happily returned the hug.

"Listen Rose, and listen to me carefully. Ron went back home. He agreed that it's for the best that you stay with Christian until I'm released next week. You are to go home and pick up some things you need, and then go to Christians. Do not stay at home. Ron is afraid that he'll hurt you as well, so go home and pick some stuff up. Do not go back until I come back, then it'll be alright. He's here waiting for you, now go." Trish whispered into her ear.

"Dose Christian even know, Mom?" Rose asked.

"Of course he dose. Call me tomorrow, my dearest."

They exchanged smiles as she walked of towards the doors towards Christian. She got changed in the bathroom, and Christian discharged her.

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After they had stopped at Stratus Manor, Christian helped her out of the car with her trunk. Rose seemed very depressed still, and so Christian held on to her, not wanting to let her go.

"I love you." He whispered into her ear. "like wise." She whispered back.

"So, since you seem very depressed, do you want to sleep with me tonight?" he asked.

"were not going to have…." But she was cut off.

"Pffftt… of course not."

"ok they, then why not?' she laughed as she kissed him.

"Now be a man and carry my stuff up!" she joked.

"I'll do better than that." He stooped to pick up Rose and carry her and grabbed her trunk.

Later that night, after taking a long shower, she and Christian shared a bed that night.

Cuddling close to Christian, she whispered, "Thank you, for everything, my love." She whispered weakly, after kissing him, she fell asleep into his arms.

Kissing her on her forehead, he said, "good night, my dearest."

And he fell sound asleep as well

Hey guys, sorry for the grammical errors, hope that it's not that bad. And don't worry, Trish won't die. Like I would ever kill of my hero. Well, hope to see some reviews as well before I post lucky # 4! Thanxs again my lovely readers! PEACE!