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5
As hard as he tried, James was unable to find any information about Robert's death, other than the cause. What he wanted to know was: Who was responsible for the death of his best friend, and whom could he take his anger out on? The only possible person was Ryan's crush, Rosie.
James knew Robert had faked asking Rosie out the day he died, so she may have had harbored a grudge. What surprised James, was how far that grudge went.
"Hey! Rosie!" James barked at the ginger haired girl, his rage growing. Now that he did what he did, would he be next on Rosie's murder list?
James was uneasy as he walked home from the football game, which had ended at 6 p.m. Everywhere he went, he couldn't help but feel as though he were being followed.
"Just gotta cut through here." James muttered as he cut through an alleyway.
"So you're the boy who hurt my rose!" A masculine, yet feminine voice rang out behind him. James turned around, but couldn't find the owner of the voice.
"Wh-Who the hell are you?" He called out, more scared than he had ever been.
"You don't really need to know that, do you?" A man, or maybe they were a woman, with ridiculously red hair stepped out of the shadows into the light of the streetlight. James couldn't help but notice the chainsaw they held.
"Shit!" James cried, as the person ran towards them with a chainsaw, and began running home. "Shit, shit, shit!"
"Come back here!" The person, who James decided was a man, called with rage after him. 'Just gotta get home!' James thought frantically. 'Then I'll be safe!' Getting a dumb idea, which of course he acted on, James picked up a large stone and hurled it at the red headed man, who merely dodged it.
"Fuck!" James cried, realizing he had missed. He turned the corner as the man leaped at him, narrowly missing his arm. The man turned around and revved the chainsaw. James looked around desperately for escape, but found no refuge.
"You're the one that hurt my rose!" The man cried. "Now you'll never hurt her again!" James slammed his eyes shut. He screamed loudly as the chainsaw ripped through his flesh.
"Rosie!" Ginger called, extremely distressed, at Rosie before she left for home. "Hey!"
"Hey." Rosie ran over. "What's wrong?"
"It's James!" Ginger cried. "He's dead, too! He died the same way Bobby did!" Rosie felt as if someone had slapped her again.
"You're kidding, right?" She asked. "Please tell me you're kidding!"
"I wish I was!" Ginger yelped. Although Rosie felt relief that the bully wouldn't bother her anymore, she also felt guilty. First, Bobby had laughed at her and he died, then James beat her and now he's dead too! Rosie couldn't help but feel as though it was her fault.
"C'mon." Ginger waved, noticing Rosie's sadness. "Don't be upset, I mean, James did push you around yesterday."
"I know." Rosie nodded. "I just can't help but feel like it's my fault he's dead."
"Well it's not." Ginger smirked. "So don't worry about it." Rosie nodded.
"Alright. See you tomorrow."
"See ya, Rosie." Ginger waved as Rosie started her trek home.
"Welcome home, Rosie!" Grell smiled, much more cheerful.
"Hey, Grell." Rosie greeted sadly. Grell pouted.
"What's wrong, darling?" He asked.
"You know James, right?" Rosie asked grimly. "The guy who beat me up yesterday?" Grell nodded. "He's dead. Chainsaw right through the stomach." She looked up at him. "You said you would take care of it, so," she paused. "Did you do it? Did you kill him?" Grell paused, and then nodded; deciding his rose deserved to know the truth.
"Yes." Grell looked down as if ashamed of himself. "But, I had too! I had to make sure he didn't hurt you again."
"You know," Rosie smirked. "That would be really sweet if you didn't actually kill him."
"I'm sorry, Rosie." Grell frowned. "I hope you can forgive me." Rosie paused.
"I do." She hesitantly nodded. Grell looked at her in disbelief. "Just… please, don't ever kill anyone again."
"I won't dear!" Grell promised rather quickly, hugging Rosie. "I swear I won't."
"Okay." Rosie couldn't help but smile and return the hug.
A/N: Sorry that this chapter was rather short. I want an opinion, do you guys think I'm rushing the story too much, or is it alright as it is? Do you guys want more or less fluff with Grell and Rosie? Let me know in a review. Hope you enjoyed.