Chapter 7: How much longer can I hold my own? Pt. 1

Authors note: ok my peeps, this story is shortly coming to an end. This might, ok, this is my third to last chapter, cause I love this story so much! Oh, and this chapie is short, cause it's parts one and two.

Disclaimer: I own nothing; get it, got it, good. Now anyways, I only own my ideas and plot

Luv ur fav rose- Donita Petean

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"It's only just for one night." Trish thought. For one night, for once in her life, she could forget about Ron, and have a grand moment.

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When Trish woke up the next morning, she looked over to were her daughter was up, just staring opened mouth at Christian and how he can stand to sleep in, when they had a plan to catch!

Just shaking her head at her daughter, she looked over and saw Jeff.

"Good lord, what have I done?" Trish whispered. I mean, come on, she's a married woman, and here she was sleeping with Jeff. Apparently Rose didn't notice as she got up, stretched, looked over to Christian, shrugged, and just kicked the snoozing Christian out of bed.He still slept, and to Rose's frustration, grabbed her makeup, clothes, and stormed into the bathroom, getting ready to take a shower. That, some how, managed to get Christian up.

"Hu… wha… im hungry." Christian mumbled sleepily as he picked up the phone calling room service. In the bathroom, they heard Rose scream.

Trish couldn't help but laugh at her daughter. Somehow, she had to tell Jeff that this wasn't really supposed to happen. Sigh, she had to control her feelings, she made her vows to Ron, and to Ron alone. But, she was bound to cheat on him, wasn't she?

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About fifteen minutes later, Rose returned, showered and fully dressed. Her long blond hair was pinned back into a clip, and she was wearing a light baby blue halter top with a short white skirt. Her nails had a platinum color on the tips. She wore her 5 inch white shoes, and her makeup was none black, except for her mascara, of course.

"Oh my god, Rose. Are you feeling ok, because you're not wearing black, just like, white." Trish asked, shocked as she ran over and felt Rose's head.

Sighing, Rose explained to her mom: "I can wear whatever I want, it's just that, I prefer black more." Rose said with her head held high.

Christian just sat there, in awe as he watched the two women.

Glancing back over at the box he held, it was a blue and velvet color. Opening it up, he saw the ring that glistened as beautiful gold band. It was covered with black and purple amethyst stones, but in the center, stood one lone, beautiful diamond. Smiling, he silently slept it back into his bag. Someday, he told himself, Someday, he would marry the young, petite blond, and she would be his all his. Jeff was already up and ready to go, so they all (except rose) took showers and headed off to catch the plane. Christian would be riding with Rose and Trish, sine he lived closer.

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"Christian, Christian, food cart is here." Rose's voice sounded distant from him, but once he heard the words food and cart, he woke up. And since Rose's face was so close to his, he accidentally gave her a backhand across the face.

"Fine Christian, fuck you." Rose said holding her face. Her nose had already begun to bleed.

"What the?" Christian asked and he turned around and saw that Rose was holding her face and he saw that blood was leaking through her closed fingers.

"Oh my god, Rose, I am so sorry, here, let me see." Christian said, looking concerned as he gently held her face in his rough, calloused hand. Wincing, Rose allowed him to pull her hands away from her face.

"Come on now, Rose, it's not that bad." Christian said as he gently wiped away the blood from her face.

Smiling up at him, she smiled and mouthed a thanks.

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It was fie a clock in the afternoon when Rose heard a shaking. Waking up, she realized that Trish, Jeff, and Christian were not sitting down. Instead, they were up front, yelling at the pilot. Apparently, they were running out of gas, and they were falling, plummeting down to earth. Clinging on to Christian and Trish, the plane fell, and it fell hard. Noticing that Trish was in serious danger, Rose threw her body over Trish's as the plan crashed down. She did not make it.

Ok peeps, I left a little cliffhanger. If you want 2 read more, then read part two, to see if she really is dead or if she lives! Chow 4 now!