—Rosalie Cartier—
"So, why the hell are you lying? How do you know it was him?" She asked me,
"I tell you a secret for a secret." I tried bargaining with her,
I then looked around to see if there was anyone near before grabbing her hand and bringing her to the nearest bathroom.
I closed the door behind us and then I turned to face her. If I was going to trade a secret for a secret then I couldn't let anyone else know.
"So, do we have a deal?" I asked her,
She scoffed, "A deal? Rosalie, you made me lie to my best friend and I don't think I've ever done that."
"I didn't make you do anything. You're the one that put yourself underneath those circumstances. I was going to cover up everything in my own way." I explained to her,
She groaned before she pinched the bridge of her nose. I was stressing her out a lot. I kind of enjoyed it.
"How do you know, Andrew?" She asked me once again,
"I'll tell you if you tell me something. A secret for a secret." I assured her before crossing my arms.
"My middle name is Armani, now get on with the question." She spat out.
"I already know your middle name. That's no secret. Tell me something that I don't know. Like your deepest desires for me?"
She scoffed before she chuckled a bit as if I was telling a joke. She started to play with her bracelet letting me know she nervous.
"I don't have any deep desires for you."
"So what? I'm supposed to keep gaslighting myself into believing that you're straight?"
She raised her eyebrow and crossed her arms. She looked like she was on the verge of laughing.
"Rosalie, I've never said I was straight. I just said I don't have desires for you. You didn't want me to even be your friend, remember?"
"I don't want to be your friend, Quinn. Why would I agree to something I don't want?" I asked as I leaned against the door.
"What's hard about being my friend? I'm nice, I'm supportive, I'll have your back through anything." She assured me,
"Everyone that's close to me always ends up hurt. You see my birth mother doesn't even want me and my father escaped me all in existence. Walking on the same earth as me was enough for him to just leave me forever." I ranted on to her.
She looked at me as if she was sad. I could tell she wanted to say something to me but she hadn't seemed to say it.
A wave of a comfortable silence fell between us and my heart fluttered at the feeling of her arm sliding slightly against mine.
She looked at me like a deer in headlights before stepping back to give me some space. She was so cute.
"My mother...birth mother, Maya. She's the reason I know about Andrew."
She raised her eyebrow as she waited for me to continue on. I pushed myself up from the wall and I cleared my throat.
"He's Maya's ex-husband and apparently he's got bad people after him. I'm guessing Oliver is apart of those people. All I know is I want him dead."
"You don't mean that, Rosalie. You should never wish death on someone-"
"He beats Maya. She said that since I wasn't his daughter that he threatened to kill her and me as a child so she gave me up. Now they have 2 kids together...2 twin girls. They're beautiful, Delilah."
She smiled when I told her about my half siblings as if she was happy for me. She was. She was always happy for me. She was always happy for everyone. I was no one special.
"We'll find him and give your mother the justice she deserves, Rose. I swear." She tells me as she takes my hand into hers.
Rose? That was new. I mean, there was no telling whether I liked it or not but I know that I wasn't against it.
"I can take care of myself..." I pointed out to her,
Her head nodded in a sense that she was listening to me but I knew she had other plans with my chosen words.
"You can. But that's not going to stop me from trying to take care of you." She says with a small smile.
My eyes examined the features of her face as my heart finally flustered. The space between us made it a little hard to obtain myself.
She must of had the same idea judging by how close she seemed to get and the dilation in her eyes.
"Why can't you leave me alone for once? I'm starting to think you don't understand the meaning of no." I crossed my arms,
"You haven't told me no." She mutters,
I could feel her growing a little closer by the second. Maybe it was just me, maybe I was hallucinating.
"Okay, Well then no."
"Be more specific." Her voice grown lower,
"No...this isn't right. Just leave me alone. Focus on someone that deserves you."
I could feel her fingers cup around the sides of my face as she leans me down to face her directly.
"This has nothing to do with what someone deserves. I want to help as the kind person that I am. Nothing more than that, I mean you have a girlfriend-"
"We are in an open relationship now and I already know that you are straight." I assured to her.
I watched her pupils grow as her hands seem to nervously shake against my skin. She stepped a little closer shifting herself.
"Straight?" She questioned before scrunching her nose.
I hummed before she dropped her hands down by her side. She sighed before nodding and reaching for the door.
"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" I asked panicking because she seemed like she didn't want to talk to me anymore.
"No...I'm just done with this conversation." She says as she opens the door.
I used my hand to close it back before leaning in front of her. She looked away from me as she seemed to be a little too close.
"Talk to me." My voice broke as if it was high pitched. "Did I do something? Because I'm sorry if I did."
"How are you gonna say sorry to something you don't even know you're saying sorry to?"
I shrugged before she finally turned to face me directly. Her eyes poured into mine as a small feeling formed into my stomach.
"You're mad at me," I trailed off before looking down at my fingers, "I don't want you to be mad at me. So, talk to me. We can fix it together."
I could see her fight a smile on her lips as her eyes finally was drawn from mine and then towards my lips.
My heart was beating out of my chest and I couldn't obtain myself. I tried backing away but that was only covered by my imagination because my mind was drifting apart from her but my heart was seeking her in. My heart just happened to be the mind of my body.
"You're the most confusing person I know. One minute you don't want to be my friend and now you want to know what's pissing me off, Rose, that's exactly what's pissing me off."
Rose.
There it was again. That stupid nickname sending a warm glow to my heart. I hated it so much.
"I already told you that I'm a hard person to figure out. But I don't want you to be mad at me-"
"Kiss me then."
I raised my eyebrow before looking at her sideways. I didn't believe what I just heard.
"What?" I asked her,
"You don't want me to be mad at you then you kiss me like your life depends on it because I'm tired of this going back and forth and this tension between us knowing what we both want."
She wanted to kiss me? Like...for real?
I didn't know whether I should be freaking out or playing it cool. Maybe a little bit of both.
I leaned down a little bit as our lips brushed against each other's. It was hesitant but the tease and pressure of our lips hovering over each other was driving me insane.
"Kiss me." She demanded with her lips slowly moving back from mine while the words practically slipped against my lips.
Everything was moving slowly as I felt her arm hook around my neck, pulling me down and pressing her lips onto mine.
We stumbled back against the door before she heatedly pulled and sucked at my bottom lip. Both her arms now wrapped around my neck before I wrapped my arms around her waist letting her body press harder against me.
She shifted our weight to the point that we stumbled over to the sink as we both got the idea for her to sit on top as I lifted her up just for that.
Her fingers stroking through out my hair and her legs surrounding my hips as her front pressed against mine as if space was never invented.
I pulled back slowly before I tried to speak with her about this but she hungrily smashed her lips back into mine as she started to pull apart my shirt.
Her warm hands slipping up to my mid back as she pulled me closer. Our body's moved back and forth as it created a grind between us both.
With the shirt tossing off from my head, I stood in just a bra.
Quinn's hands slid around my body before she pulled me back in as she left kisses along my exposed part of my boobs and up to my neck.
She seemed so innocent but she felt so damn good. There was no way she hadn't done this before.
"Delilah..." a moan escaped my lips.
She placed a small kiss on my neck before pulling back and looking back up at me.
A grin formed on her face. She reached over to grab my shirt before handing it back to me.
"What are you doing?" I asked, a bit befuddled.
"Everyone's going to get suspicious. We need to get back out there." She assured to me.
My hand cupped against her neck before pulling her back in with my thumb pressing against her throat.
"But I don't wanna." I frowned as I looked at every inch of her face.
"We have to." She says before leaning forward to quickly peck me on my lips, "This also have to stop. I'm planning on settling down with Joshua and I don't want to have an open relationship."
My heart didn't flutter as it did before. Instead it felt crushed.
"It's okay, it's not like I wanted more anyways." I said before panicking and stepping away from her.
She was making me nervous and I felt very embarrassed. Embarrassed to the point that my hands started to shiver.
She grabbed them before bringing them up to her lips and kissing them. She then pulled me in for another long and deeper kiss as she hopped off of the sink top.
It felt like the end of a story. But there was no beginning. No where to tell where it really started.
I felt like I was missing something. Like a puzzle and she had all the missing pieces.
These feelings made me feel guilty because I wanted to work things out with Emily. I needed to. She was the only person I had and I didn't know what I would do without her.
But Delilah...she made me feel so desperate for her presence , so eager for the feel of lips and so damn special with just a smile.
I truly hated it.
I hated it because I loved it so damn much that it made me insane.
"Come on, let's join the rest before they get the wrong idea." She let me put on my shirt before she grabbed my hand and pulled me in the direction of the living room.