I'M SORRY, I'M SO SORRY! My motivation ran away and it took me awhile to get up my energy to go catch it but i did it and here it is! Thank you guys so much for all the lovely comments and likes and things, you guys are really amazing and just thank you!

Chapter 8.

"What about Mean Girls? A total classic." Amy giggled as she flipped through the movie options on Netflix. Rose was curled up next to her on the couch, and a new bottle of wine sitting on the coffee table beside two glasses. Rory had finally agreed to go to Jack's place and play some new game Jack had gotten that week, leaving Amy and Rose to their own girl time.

"Maybe later." Rose mumbled. She was dressed in sweatpants and a loose t-shirt while Amy was in comfy pajama shorts and one of Rory's shirts. They looked like teenage girls at a sleep over and Amy was overjoyed, she'd missed this since River was always gone and she wasn't close to any other women at the school.

They decided on watching all the superhero movies they could manage because, well, who doesn't love superheroes. Plus, Amy has a thing for Iron Man. They had finished the bottle of wine and a third of another, two Iron Man movies, the Avengers, and the first Captain America when Rose started talking about something other than Steve Rogers' biceps and Black Widow's eyes.

"I was in a really, really, bad relationship." Rose mumbled when Amy poured them more wine. She was pleasantly buzzed, more than actually, and so was Amy. Rose doesn't tell this part of her history easily, very few people knew and she doesn't live near or even talk to any of them like she used to. She moved here to get away from this part of her life; she always knew someone would ask though. Amy deserves to know, she is kind and encouraging and even though Rose has only been her friend for a month or so, she trusts her with all her heart. She trusts them all but Amy is her best friend. She hasn't had a best friend since high school.

"He hurt me, a lot. I was in and out of the hospital." Rose went on shakily. It still hurts to talk about but she has to talk about it, she needs to feel free of this part of herself.

"Oh Rose." Amy gasps gently.

"Ya I know, poor sweet Rose, first guy she ever loves and he beats her-" Rose stops and breathes out, tears dribbling down her cheeks.

"No, Rose, no." Amy wraps her arms around Rose and kisses her temple. "I don't pity you, I want to protect you. I love you and now I understand why you're scared." She whispers and Rose breathes out shakily.

"His name was Jimmy." Rose continues and slowly pulls away from Amy. They stay close together and Rose grips Amy's hand and Amy squeezes.

"Jimmy Stone, coolest guy in school and I was head over heels. He never noticed me; you know how the story goes." Rose almost laughed. "He was in a band and my friend Shareen got invited to one of his gigs so she invited me. That's when he first noticed me, I think it was cause I dressed as revealing as I could even though it was fall." Amy smiled briefly, a quick lift of her lips.

"I was nervous and scared and a virgin but somehow he convinced me to let him fuck me in the alley behind the bar. It was awful and gross and I regretted it but I loved him so I didn't say anything. I let him do whatever he wanted even when we both knew I was uncomfortable." Rose closed her eyes and shook her head. "It started out bad I should have known it would only get worse."

"No, Rose, you couldn't have known that." Amy replied softly, squeezing her hand and pressing her forehead against Rose's.

"It got so much worse, Amy." Rose's voice was being drowned by emotion.

"Rose…"

"It was a few months later, I got mad at him because he wanted to have sex and I…I wasn't up to it. He started yelling and-and he hit me. It was just a slap and he apologized right after and promised it would never happen again. I was in high school and I was naive and I wanted to believe him. I wanted to believe him so badly, so I did. I comforted him for hurting me! I let him fuck me, I cried."

Rose felt a sob bubble in her chest and she pushed it away. She had to get through this; she had to finish the story before she broke down. Amy didn't speak, she knew Rose had to do this too, she just provided support and an ear to listen.

"Um, he got really jealous that I was still friends with my ex, Mickey, so I told him to get lost. He hated my friends and my mum so I cut them out. My entire life became about him and what he wanted. I felt so alone and numb and I knew I was depressed, I knew I wasn't okay but I chose to ignore how I felt because I thoughts that what I had was what every girl wanted. I had Jimmy Stone, bad boy in a band who did drugs and looked really fit."

"He convinced me to drop outta school next, told me I didn't need my A levels because his band was gonna take off and he would support me. I believed him just like always. So I had no family, no friends and no A levels. I didn't even have a job! I spent more than a year sitting around his shitty flat waiting for him to come home and give me a purpose. I-I was so lost." Rose felt the tears streaming down her cheeks and she could hear the intense wobble in her voice but she pushed on. She wouldn't look at Amy, wouldn't face the sadness in those beautiful eyes.

"I had been with him for two years when I realized how wrong everything was. He was cheating on me, r-raping me, hurting me every chance he got and I kept forgiving him. I snuck out of the house when he was sleeping and went home to my mum. She helped me move on, took a few days for me to stop crying and almost going back to him, a few weeks to call the cops and a few months to leave the house. My mum saved my life but I was still scared every time a man looked at me, each date was a possibility for that to happen again. I've never been with another guy since Jimmy. He fucked up my entire life and I haven't even seen him for over ten years."

Rose collapsed against Amy as sobs racked her body, breathes labored and wet. Amy held her tight as she sobbed and shook, cold and scared and yet something inside of her knew everything was gonna be okay this time.

...

Rose rolled over in the bed and faced Amy; the red haired girl was sound asleep. She was smiling and Rose reached out for her hand, linking their fingers and just finally being happy with where she is in her life. They had finished the Captain America movie cuddled close together without saying a word and then Amy tucked Rose into her and Rory's bed. Amelia curled up behind Rose and started telling her stories about when her and Rory first met, how she met Jack and when John first met her and River. She told all these stories quietly and soothingly and Rose almost fell asleep when she was hit with all these thoughts and feelings about John.

The Doctor mattered so much to her, so much more then she wanted to admit. There is something that needs to happen, something that they need to start and Rose isn't sure she's ready…she doesn't want to get hurt anymore. She's tired of being the one who gets hurt, who everyone treats like a fragile doll because of her past. She wants to be strong, she wants to be brave and happy and able to finally move on. She wants to be like Amy and she wants something like she has with Rory.

Amy mumbles something in her sleep and tosses her arm over Rose's waist and Rose smiles and lets her eyes slip closed. Amelia Pond, her best friend, her rock. Rose lets exhaustion take over as the scent of Amy fill her nose and thoughts of The Doctor fill her mind.

So ugh i feel like i might have accidentally let my Amy/Rose feels interfere with this story a bit so sorry about that. Anyway, tell me what you guys think! ^-^