Hey my special readers here's the next chapter

to my wonderful story. I got so many visitors & hits

but not so many reviews on my last chapter :[

Anyway here's where some things about Rose & her life are introduced

so enjoy and please just a little review to tell me how I'm doing

Thanks

-Kristy

Oh as usual I don't own VA or any of its characters

even though I wish I did own Adrian, Dimitri, or Christian

but sadly I don't.

The most very talented Richelle Mead does

but I own my plot and every other character that I create

Enjoy!

Chapter 3
Memories & Betrayal

I settled my head on his chest, wanting to take a small nap before I had to go back home and just as I was about to doze off once again I heard my phone and I groaned.

Why can't people just let me have some time to myself?

I grabbed my phone and Christian's snobby looking picture that I just took before summer vacation appeared. Huh how random.

"Hello"

"Rose, it's Christian"

"Yeah, I kinda guessed that since your picture showed up"

I snickered, remembering how pissed he was that I actually caught in him off guard on camera.

"Ugh, anyway I'm calling because I assume you heard about my Aunt Tasha and your father?"

"Oh" I said in a clipped tone

"Yeah I heard about it…so what?"

He sighed. He sounded frustrated or nervous or both and I didn't know why.

"Look Rose I don't know if you knew that they had a relationship, but I sort of did…for a while now."

Was he saying what I think he was saying?

I can't believe this!

My worst fears come to life

I stayed silent and Mason -right next to me- was shaking me and whispering

"What's wrong?"

"Rose?" Christian asked in an alarmed voice

And that just caused all my anger to spike. Sleep, happiness, pleasure, everything but my anger forgotten.

"You knew? You knew and you said nothing? Do you understand what that means to me? Do you understand everything I went through these past two years?"

I felt tears welding up in my eyes, but I wasn't going to cry, no I never cried anymore. Not since my father decided to leave; I vowed to myself that there would be no more tears coming from me.

"Rose I-"

"No! no, just tell me that they weren't together when he decided to walk out on me and my mother and I'd forget you even called about my father and his stupid wedding, but if you're gonna say something different then that just hang up the phone now"

He sighed and I waited for what seemed like forever though I'd bet that it was only a couple of minutes and still he didn't say anything.

"You son of a bitch"

I didn't recognize my voice. It was calm, collected, it wasn't me at all.

"Why would you do this? Why would you call me and tell me this after two years of keeping it secret? All this time you could've told me. You knew, you saw, I bet Lissa even told you everything and still you said nothing. I hate you"

"Rose please I'm-"

I closed my phone and turned around and cried on Mason's chest. He just wrapped his arms around me, and soothed me by rubbing reassuring circles on my back.

Mason knew my theory to why my dad walked out two years ago. It was the first night I came here, the first time I had sex, and I didn't care that he 'took advantage' of me while vulnerable. I guess it took my pain away, helped the pain erase and have a few moments of pleasure as a substitute. Mason was my lover yeah. But he was also my best friend.

Finally, finally after all that crying, sleep finally took me and erased the pain…if only for a few hours.

I heard someone whistling and smelled pancakes, bacon and eggs. That smell made my stomach growl. So I picked up a t-shirt I found and made my way to the kitchen.

That's where I saw Mason, all hot in his boxers, making me breakfast. Yummy.

"Hey babe you hungry?"

He didn't even look at me when he said that, his back was the only thing I saw. He's always known when I was around, it was always very weird but I'm a pro at weird so I just let it slide.

"You know it lover"

He just smiled and came over to give me a kiss on my forehead and set my big plate of breakfast (or was it past lunch already?) and put it on the counter while I walked to the fridge to get me a can of my favorite drink: Red Bull!

After I got my drink, I sat on the bench by the counter and ate my…brunch?

When I finished eating I threw my can of Red Bull into the recycle bin, and my plate into the dishwasher. I kissed Mason on his lips, thanked him for breakfast and made my way to the bedroom to get dressed and when I did walk into the bedroom I noticed the clock said it was already passed three o'clock. Crap!

Bzzz Bzzz Bzzz

My phone was vibrating when I was slipping on my clothes but I ignored it.

I didn't wanna talk to anyone. I know that I'll have no choice once I'm back at the university but right now all I want is some peace.

After slipping on my boots I made my way to the living room where I found Mase already dressed up and ready to go.

He was wearing a back t-shirt that hugged his muscles, baggy jeans, combat boots, and his leather jacket. Classic bad boy look, which is the kind of look I liked.

I made my way to him and sat down next to him on the little loveseat he had there.

"You already set to go babe?"

I nodded and smiled "Yeah"

I started getting up but he grabbed my wrist and sat me right on his lap.

"You wanna talk about it?"I just shook my head

"Are you sure?"

I nodded.

"You know that I'm here if you need to talk about it again right?"

I nodded and kissed his lips lightly which caused a small smile on his lips

"Thanks for being there for me Mase"

"Anything for you babe"

I smiled and got up from his lap and pulled him with me.

We arrived at his garage and made our way to my favorite car: a red vintage Porsche.

I really don't know anything about cars but what I do like is when they're sports cars and when they go super fast, and because it's red (my favorite color) it just made me like this car even more.

While Mason drove at a reasonable speed which I have to say killed this car's potential, I started thinking back to two years ago.

Two years ago

I was in my room. All I heard was my mother and father arguing behind closed doors. Then I could hear them loud and clear, their loud voices echoing through the walls of our house. The accusations, the yelling, the threats. I was so used to it, that I used that sadness and anger they produced to write my poetry.

But that night I heard or rather felt something different. My father sounded resigned, he sounded like he found a solution. That peaked my curiosity so I got up from my bed and slowly made my way to open my bedroom door and see what was going on outside.

And there he was. Handing Andrew suitcases, asking him to put them into the trunk of his car. I don't even think any of them noticed that I was standing there…watching my family fall apart.

"Daddy?"

My voice sounded distant. Like I was once again a little girl.

That's when he and my mother both looked up at me.

"Rose" my mother said.

She sounded sad too, she sounded resigned just like my father did.

"Daddy, where are you going?"

My mother didn't say anything. She just walked away, leaving me and my father alone.

"Daddy, please tell me where are you going?"

He came up to me and hugged me to his chest, while he kissed the top of my head and soothed my hair.

"Rosemarie listen, your mother and I are having problems and we need a break from each other that's all"

I sighed because I knew what that meant. But right now I just felt like a little girl who was going to miss her daddy after he went away on a business trip.

"Are you coming back Daddy?"

He sighed into my hair and just stood there holding me for a while.

He didn't answer my question and the only thing he said after he let go was

"Goodbye Rosemarie"

He left me standing there, watching him go out the door for one last time, with silent tears streaming down my face.

That was the first time in my life that when I entered my parents room that I saw my mother in such a vulnerable state.

I couldn't comfort her. Vulnerable people like us couldn't comfort one another. So I left her there in her sadness and made my way to my car and just drove to Mason's house.

That night I lost my virginity and discovered pleasure, I learned how to take away the pain.

I snapped out of my memory with Mason lightly shaking me.

"Rose, come on wake up you're home"

So I fell asleep. No wonder everything came clearly.

"Mmm I'm up, I'm up"

I opened my eyes to see my house. Well mansion was more like it but who really cared. it's what rich people lived in right?
Mansions. Mine was subtle. It had a garden, a fountain, it was pretty normal. But I knew it didn't matter. No one was home anyway. Alone, always alone.

I leaned over to give Mason a quick kiss.

I opened the door to step out of the car when I remembered something and turned to Mason.

"I'll see you tonight back at the university right?"

He smiled and nodded.

"Of course babe. After all I wouldn't miss the beginning of senior year"

I smiled and shut the door and made my way up the stairs to the front door of my house. When I heard the beautiful purr of the Porsche drive away I waved goodbye to Mason

I opened the door to my room and made my way to my surround system to plug in my I-pod and listen to music until my mother arrived home. I hit shuffle and made my way to my bed.

I laid down on my comfy bed hearing the start of

Secrets by OneRebpublic.

Oh the irony.

So how was that? I hoped you learned a little more about the Rose in this story

I know she doesn't like to show emotions or anything like that but it was sord of necessary.

Oh and Secrets by OneRepublic is a really good song

you should listen to it and tell me what you think of it too

Next chapter she's going back to the university and she'll meet one of the two hunks

I know everyone is waiting for.

Anyways review, review, review

Thanks so much

-Kristy