Disclaimer-I do not own GH or any of the songs used, I only own my characters
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She's doesn't deserve to be in a place like this
All alone
She's underage and so very very brave
A fake ID lent her credibility
She sits at the bar
The gents are gonna try so hard
He said it was a one night stand
But the alcohol didn't let her understand
Yeah, he said it was a one night stand
A one night stand
My fake ID, never fails to fool them. I just wish all of those pervs would stop staring at me. Isn't it pathetic that I am an alcholic...and more at the young age of sixteen? Many people drink because the intoxication numbs the pain, but I love the burning sensation in my throat when I shoot back the whiskey...the same way I love seeing the blood pour from my screaming emotionless body when I break the skin with my trusty straight-edge. The striaght-edge, the whiskey, the drugs, & everything else destructive are my only friends.
So what made you think
That he couldn't find a door in the morning?
When he found that bed so easily
In the dark
So what made you think
That he couldn't find a door in the morning?
When he found that bed so easily
In the dark
I bet you're asking who Iam & why I am telling you this disturbing information. My name is Roskovenya Larissa Nova, but most people just use the names Rosko & Rossi. I am sixteen & the daughter of the late Conen Nova, he was one of Lorenzo Alcazar's best men-until he beytrayed him. Alcazar vowed to kill him & his entire family, if it wasn't for Jason Morgan rescuing me he would have completed his mission. I was seven or eight at the time & Jason was engaged to a doctor named Robin Scorpio, so they adopted me. When they broke up I ended up staying with Jason, since Alcazar kept trying to kill me. I had grown close to Jason, Robin, Sonny, & anyone they knew...until I was thirteen. I had met this girl who to this day is my still my best friend, Leah Adrelle, & I had a close call with Alcazar. At first I wasn't into all the drugs & drinking & sleeping around the way Leah was...but after I almost died, I used the drugs to get rid of the memories, the drinking to cause the pain that soothes me, the cutting to watch my problems float away with every trickle of blood, & the sleeping around to take control what one of Alcazar's men had done to me.
So the bartender who tends to pretend that he's concerned
Says, "Girlie girlie, you're at your best (you're at your best) when you're sober"
And she slurs, "No no, just one more"
And one turns into four
The fourth drink instinct is taking over
And the gentleman is leading her towards the door
"Hey girl, I am about to cut you off." the bartender warned me. I needed this, the pain wasn't good enough yet. "Look sir, just one more please?" I pleaded with him, I needed this. "Fine." the bartender gave in. Perfect, this will all be over soon. "May I sit?" I looked up to see a man with dark skin & shoulder-length curly black hair. I am so far gone, I don't care what happens. "Sure, Iam Rosko." I replied introducting myself. "Julian." he offered his name while sitting down.
We began to talk and I realized I had four more drinks, I must be plastered...but I don't care. "Hey, wanna go back to my place?" Julian insisted. I smiled, tonight will be fun. "sure." I answered so got up & he led me out the door.
So what made you think
That he couldn't find a door in the morning?
When he found that bed so easily
In the dark
So what made you think
That he couldn't find a door in the morning?
When he found that bed so easily
In the dark
My head is killing me, I must've had so much to drink. I looked around not recognizing my surroundings. Then, it hit me...I did it again. "Shit." I muttered getting dressed and running out the door. I have to sober up before work.
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Once I got home I jumped in the shower, got ready, & threw on my scrubs. Let me explain to you my appearance, I stand at 5' & I am thin, with the perfect hourglass shape, & the perfect sized chest. My skin is lightly tan, I have long, straight black hair with light blue chunky streaks. The streaks match my deep light blue eyes, it's so funny how people think I am Jason's real daughter because of our eyes. I really don't mind that opinion though, because Jason is the closest thing to a father to me.
I put some make up on & I was out the door. By the time I got to the hospital, where I do my nursing rescidency (Ill explain later.), i was fifteen minutes late, so I rushed over to the nurse's station & saw Epiphany with, what looked like a new doctor. "Hey, I am so sorry I am late." I greeted Epiphany apologetically. "We'll talk later, Rossi." she replied using my other nickname. " I want you to meet our new head Cardiologist..." she continued & when the man looked up I almost fainted. It was the man from the bar...I hate my life. "Dr.Julian, I would like you to meet our resident nurse, Rosko...or Rossi. She's sixteen & Dr. Scopio's adopted daughter." Epiphany introduced me. "You...your...your sixteen?" he stammered. I just nodded, I couldn't get the words out of my mouth. I needed something to cope with all of this. "Excuse me I need to start my shift." I said politely & walked into the locker room.
Of course, to make my day worse I run into my adopted mother & her boyfriend Dr. Drake Jr. making out. That was okay to me though, I respect both Dr. Drakes & Robin...which is why those other student nurses can't stand me. Anyway, the bad part was I litterally ran into the other doctor Drake who was in a towel. "Just when I thought my day couldn't get any worse, sorry Noah my haed is scatter-brained today." I apologized after my mumbling rant. He just gave me a look like he was suspicous that I was hungover. See, we speak one of the same languages...the alcholic language, we can both tell when someone's plastered or hungover. I just moved past him & walked to my locker, mumbling, "Why me? They should've just let me die." I was aware of the doctors still in there listening to my every word, but I couldn't hold it back. As I walked past the doctors (all of them satring at me may I remind you.) to the door throwing my hair up, I said loudly to humor them. "This is going to be a long day."
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A/N-Ok first off, please review this...I want to know how my character is, even if it's a bad one. I want to say I got my inspiration from Tracy from Thirteen. I know she is deeply disturbed but there is a reason why & you'll know later. Now I don't know if Jason & Robin were ever engaged but they were in my fic. If you listen to Lunacy fringe by the used, youll find out later how well she fits with he song, hence my title.