One-shot 11: If she should die

Rose Stoll wasn't the kind of person that people thought that she was aware of things but she was. She just acted ditzy because of being unsure about certain things in her life. For example questioning if it was normal to find girls more attractive than boys (if you've haven't read the trilogy, then you should know that Rosie Stoll is a lesbian and if you have a problem with it and don't want to read these anymore, then fine, go ahead).

But she was sitting on the living room floor absentmindedly petting Kitty when she realized her mother wasn't home. She got up and walked to Jacob's room. She stood by the door until he realized she was there. She just stared at him sitting on the floor crossed legged sketching.

"How long were you standing there?" he asked looking up from sketching.

She blinked a couple of minutes to leave him in the silence of her. She was used to being ignored by now. She could stand in an empty room and yet nobody would see her.

'Lonely' was the word she used when she was a freshman in high school when she sat alone at lunch eating a sandwich, drinking a coke, and stared at all the fake people laughing and acting like they didn't feel the same way the way that all teenagers almost always feel when they angst around acting like they are the only person in the world feeling this way.

And since she was lonely she could observe more things about people and things.

"Long enough," she answers softly.

He's silent too, not knowing what do say back to the strange girl he calls his littlest sister. "Mom's not home," she says.

"So?" he asks continuing to sketch.

"You say so when all we know she could be dead," she says blatantly. "Now nice,"

He looked at her funny with one of his eyebrows raised the same way Katherine does. "Why do you think that way?" he asks.

"It's called thinking the worse," she replies. "Knowing that the worse could happen,"

"Why are you even telling me that Mom's not here?" he asked.

"She could be dead," she replies.

"Mom's dead?" they both turned around and a girl with wavy light brown hair was standing there with her arms crossed.

"Rosie's just thinking of the worse since Mom's not here," Jacob said with a roll of his eyes.

"She could be," Rose replied staring at Jacob. "It's always a possibility,"

"No it isn't," Hailey argued.

"Why is that?" Rose asked.

Hailey bit her lip and the two other children saw her hands go into knuckles. "Because she's our mom, she can't die,"

"She can, she's not only our mom, she's a person who can die at any minute like all of us," Rose replied like it was nothing in the world.

"Shut the hell up and stop being so idiotically smart!" Hailey yelled. "For gods sakes, you're only nine! Stop being a prodigy and start acting like a nine year old!"

Rose was pretty passive so the feeling of being mad and sad and all of the things that that sentence would normally make you feel didn't come to her until somebody pointed it out to her that she was acting stranger than usual. The passiveness would really wear down a bit until she got older.

She walked downstairs and heard the door opening. I ran to the living room but was met by their father. "Dad,"

"Hi,"

"No, Dad,"

"What?"

"Mom isn't here," she said firmly.

"She's probably late or doing something at work," he replied acting like it was nothing. She found it alarming that he didn't react the way she was reacting. Worried.

Soon it was close to midnight. She stayed up since she wanted to see if her mother was dead. She sat on the top stair of the stairway holding the white kitten that wasn't really a kitten.

And that was when Travis had begun to worry.

The other siblings didn't seem to notice Travis' worries since when he worried he didn't worry like normal people. He just stayed his normal self except he would run his hands thorough his hair more and stare more blankly at things.

Then it turned to one in the morning. That was when Hailey started to notice. She crept out of her bed and out of her room and saw a small blonde girl trying her hardest to stay awake.

She sat next to the little girl and gently laid the little girl's head on her shoulder. "Is Mom home?" Hailey asked.

Rose made a noise with her mouth that signaled 'no'.

It was three in the morning and the sound of a car rolling up in the drive way alerted the people in the house as well as Jacob, who had joined them as the 1:30 A.M. mark.

Katie Stoll neé Gardner fumbled with the keys and tried to jab it into the lock. She missed 10 times before she got it into the lock and twisted.

Travis Stoll was met by a blood covered Katie Stoll. Her clothes were ripped apart and stained with blood as well as her hair being matted with blood. "I didn't have any ambrosia," she muttered as she started to strip of the bloody clothes.

The twins made a face seeming that it seemed unfamiliar to see their mother clad in a sexy little bra and panties that matched. But Rose seemed fine with the whole thing and kept looking.

"What happened?" Travis asked.

"What do you think?" Katie asked tiredly that it hardly sounded sarcastic. "Do we have any ambrosia?"

He got up and made his way to the kitchen and came back with ambrosia. He dragged the bloody woman to the couch and made her sit down as he shoved her to the couch. He was silent and once the ambrosia was done he began to yell at her.

"What the hell were you thinking?"

"Why are you yelling at me?" she said weakly. Normally their mother would be yelling back but usually when she was tired her expressions we're apparent and she couldn't speak louder than a soft voice that wasn't quite a whisper.

"You could have died!" he yelled.

"I can't help it that I'm a half-blood," she answered back, the tone was supposed to be sarcastic again, but failed. The blood had faded but she still looked a little messed up by her messed up hair and little scratches on her body that would fade by the morning. "And why are you so worried about my wellbeing?"

"Do you know what would happen if you died?" he yelled grasping her shoulders and getting all close up to her face.

"But I—" but she couldn't finish her sentence as other lips planted themselves on hers.

"Gross," Jacob muttered as he looked away.

Hailey rolled her eyes at him. "Yea, and I always see you making out with random girls at camp and I don't say that,"

"But that's different!"

"The only difference is that you're a tri-blood and they're not," she said with another roll of her eyes. "Plus our father can grow facial hair,"

"Oh shut the hell up, won't you?" (Ah, don't worry Jacob; one day when you're older you will be able to)

"Hopefully I'll be dead when you're able to though," she scoffed. "And luckily for me, that'll be never,"

"Shut up both of you!" Rose said in a hushed whisper.

He let her go from the kiss and Katie stared at him. "What the hell was that for?"

"Shut up Gardner and let me talk,"

"I won't shut up,"

"Yes you will,"

"Fine,"

"Do you know what would happen if you died?" he asked.

"What?" she whispered quietly that the twins didn't quite hear but Rose did since she was so used it.

"I would have lost the most perfect thing I have," he whispered back resting his forehead on hers and closing his eyes.

She blinks for a moment before saying, "Oh."

That little simple word that came from her confusion of him almost never showing any concern for her. But then she kisses his forehead. "Thank you,"

The children headed back upstairs and parted for their rooms but Rose stopped them.

"See, I was close, she almost did die,"

I just love Tratie. And sorry for making their relationship like a soap opera but these are just little moments in their lives. They're not always like this, trust me.

And I took this as an opportunity to have character development on Rose! I always thought Rose was lonely, because she never really had any friends. Especially right after she left camp. All of them just acted like she was some kind of freak of nature. But Rose still turns out to be a sexy badass in the end because when she was younger she had the sexiness of a penguin.

So thanks for reading!