Rose

A lot happened in the last couple of weeks.

The relationship between the guys had gotten better after I forced them all to talk and work things out.

Dax and Tori had moved out so Cris took their room.

Genevieve had gone into labour and had a beautiful baby boy called Roman.

I managed to stay off alcohol and drugs which was a secret success.

We were so much closer to finding Blaze's parents.

I kept having vivid dreams about Cristiano.

I didn't know why they started and where they were coming from but I would wake up either in the middle of the night or early in the morning wet between my legs, breathless and craving him badly.

It was the same one morning.

I woke up practically panting, wiping the sweat off my forehead. I groaned softly, burying my head in my hands and sighing as I tried not to think about my amazing dream about a man I was supposed to be angry at.

I closed my legs, squeezing my thighs together and ran my hand through my damp hair, a small yawn leaving my mouth.

Damn.

I want him.

No, Rose

See, temptation is a bad, bad thing and it will only get you into more drama trouble

But I'm so horny

I'm a slut of course he wouldn't want me

He can't know what happened

He can't

I groaned again, looking over to the side of my bed to see that Blaze wasn't there.

Poor kid, probably went to get some breakfast

Yawning, I slipped out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

After I brushed my teeth and used the toilet, I turned on the shower and let it run as I stripped out of my clothes.

Then I looked into the mirror, naked.

Biting down hard on my bottom lip, I nervously looked at myself, my eyebrows creasing at the sight of my body.

It was. . .getting better but I still had a long way to go.

I exhaled, staring at the wounds and bruises covering my skin. I turned a little, trying to get a better look at my back and almost bursted into tears at the sight of it. Although the crisscrossing scars hadn't completely disappeared, I was glad to see that they were no long harsh lines, red and sore but faint bruises that were beginning to heal.

I fully faced the mirror once more and looked at my neck, examining the scars.

Okay. . .not too bad

Then my eyes went to my breasts.

No bruises there anymore

I hesitated before looking down and turning my leg a little, staring at my inner thigh, the stab wound.

Okay, still hurts

I looked at my side, and the scraps there were healing finely.

"Fucking hell," I whispered, gazing at myself in the mirror in disbelief. I sighed, my hands rubbing my eyes before I stared back into the mirror. "Ugly Rose."

Then I grabbed a lipstick, drawing the two painful words on the mirror, tears beginning to stream down my cheeks.

Ugly Rose

I sniffed, wiping my eyes and swallowing roughly as I stared at myself.

Then my eyebrows creased and my mind suddenly clicked at the sound of a song playing from downstairs.

When the sharpest words wanna cut me down
I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out
I am brave, I am bruised
I am who I'm meant to be, this is me
Look out 'cause here I come
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum
I'm not scared to be seen
I make no apologies, this is me

I looked down tearfully and there were flowers.

Then I bursted into tears.

Running down the stairs, I managed to braid my hair, whilst walking, into a loose braid, entering the kitchen to see Genevieve making herself tea.

I scoffed softly, raising an eyebrow playfully. "Uh, baby mama, should you be resting?"

She groaned, shaking her head. "You sound like Gage. No, I feel so much better without having the bump. I wanna be independent; I hate sticking around in the bed all day."

I smiled understandingly. "Yeah, it must be nice. How's the little baby boy?"

She groaned but chuckled, giving me a smile. "He's doing well but I guess people don't joke when they say babies like to wake up in the night."

I chuckled, smiling as Gage entered the kitchen. "Gen? Why are you walking around, you're supposed or be resting."

She rolled her eyes. "Come on, I made you some coffee. Let's go finish that movie from yesterday before Roman wakes up."

I smiled as they left, exhaling softly.

Must be nice

I went over to make myself some breakfast, hearing the sound of Blaze giggling from the living room. I smiled at the beautiful sound just as the kitchen door bursted open and entered breathlessly was Cristiano.

My eyes widened at the sight of him. The man was wearing some jeans and a white shirt with a leather jacket on. He took off his sunglasses and met my eyes, his hazel ones electric and energised.

"I found them. I found where Blaze lives."

My smile extended and before I knew it, I was hugging him - not even hugging him. I had jumped on him and my legs were wrapped around his waist, his strong arms holding me.

"You did it! Oh, my gosh! Thank you so much! She's gonna be so happy!"

He chuckled, spinning me around a little before replying, "it's okay. Anything for you and Blaze." I smiled, my head moving away from his neck so I met his eyes that dropped down to my lips.

My legs slowly slid down his body and back onto the ground so I was standing on my own two feet. I cleared my throat, giving him a sincere smile. "Thank you, Cristiano," I seriously told him, my eyes filled with kindness. "She's gonna be so happy." He waves it off, giving me his attractive smile that made me squeeze my thighs together as an inappropriate thought of him and I entered my mind.

"Are you gonna talk to your brothers?"

His smile faded and his eyes averted elsewhere. "I. . .can't forgive myself, Rose and I'm sure they don't want to see me-"

"You don't know if you don't try," I softly added, hoping to persuade him. He sighed, giving me a reassuring smile. I could tell he wanted to change the subject so I did by saying, "Come on. Let's go tell Blaze the good news."

"Mama and daddy a-and Zach! Oh, has mama had the baby yet? Ooo! I'm very happy, Rose! I wanna see Zach! I think he ate my chocolate bar that I hid under my pillow. I hope mama didn't find it or I'll be in trouble. I wanna see daddy's new car again - it's very nice, Rose, I want you to see it!"

I chuckled, "okay, okay, Princess Blaze. You can tell me all about it on the way." I buckled her in, adjusting her seatbelt before closing the door and walking around the car, sitting in the passenger seat.

I looked up in the mirror, watching as the little girl turned on the TV in the car, beginning to watch a show but she was too excited. Her legs kept moving up and down and her hands touched everything. She couldn't sit still but who could blame her? She was ecstatic to go home and see her family.

"Rose, will you live with me?"

My lips parted in shock and my eyes moved over to Cristiano who was driving. He glanced over at me briefly.

"Uh, I'll visit you, sweetie," I kindly replied before changing the subject before she could say anything else, "tell me about your brother, what is he like, honey?"

"So annoying! He always cuts my Barbies' hair and mama tells him not to but he keeps doing it! So I took off his action man's head and I got in trouble but it's not my fault! Urgh! But I like playing hide and seek with Zach. He's very funny and in school, he don't let anyone say anything mean about me or he gets very angry."

I smiled, taking a glimpse at the happy, little girl. I already knew that it was going to be a long ride filled with stories but the thing was, I didn't mind at all.

Time went by in the car in hours and Blaze had fallen asleep. The car was silent beside her soft snores and Cris turned on the radio, making the quietness much easier to endure.

I stared out the window the majority of the time and at some points, I caught Cristiano gazing at me from the corner of my eyes.

"We're here," Cris's husky voice said as he stifled a yawn, my eyes opening wearily. I yawned anyway and gazed outside to see a large family home with lots of open space.

Wow, Blaze must love it here

She woke up to the feeling of the car slowly down and gasped at the sight of her mansion.

"Home!" She exclaimed, a beaming smile on her cute face. I chuckled before leaning over and unbuckling her seatbelt, pulling her to me so she was on my lap.

I fixed her messy hair, kissing her cheek. "It's time for you to go home, Princess," I softly said, beginning to get emotional of the thought of not seeing her again. "I'm gonna miss you, Sapphire."

She smiled before wrapping her small arms around me and hugging me tightly. "I miss you too, Rose. Don't cry. I'll see you very soon!"

A tear ran down my cheek and I wiped it away quickly. She pulled away and met my eyes with a warm smile. "Thank you."

I sniffed, shaking my head. "No, thank you, baby. You made me feel so happy when I was in a dark point." She didn't seem to understand what I meant but I chuckled, giving her a smile.

"I'll see you very soon, Rose. You visit?"

I nodded, although I didn't know if I was telling the truth. "I will, baby. Have fun and don't worry about me. Take care of your family, okay?"

She nodded and I kissed her cheek.

"Hey," Cris said, gazing at her with a smile. "Be a good girl, okay, Blaze? I know you will and take care of your dad; he's crazy."

She giggled, nodding understandingly. "Yeah, daddy is."

"Go on, baby. I'll see you soon," I softly said, opening the car door. We gazed at each other one last time before she hugged me once more, kissing my cheek before sliding out of the car and running to bed front door.

I closed the car door, exhaling softly as I wiped my eyes, sniffing.

"Hey," Cristiano softly whispered, comfortingly. "She's gonna be okay." I nodded, gazing into his hazel eyes. "I know. I'm just really gonna miss that bundle of joy."

I looked out the window once more, watching as Blaze began calling for her mother as no one answered the door.

I was going to miss her. Badly. She meant so much to me and changed me a lot. I though I didn't have the will to live but she made me realise that I did. I protected her and took care of her, and now it was time for her to go home.

It was painful but I knew deep down that she needed to go home; where she belonged which was the best thing for her.

I hoped in the future that I would meet Blaze. That girl would grow up and do incredible things - I could feel it.

The front door finally opened and I heard a shriek.

My eyes snapped up and there was a woman, lifting Blaze up and hugging her, squealing as she spun her around, laughing and crying.

"Oh, my baby! Blaze, sweetie, you're back! How did you get here, mama? Oh, I missed you so much, honey! You scared mama - don't leave me again. Are you okay? Are you hurt? Are you hungry? Oh, Blaze!"

She cried, cuddling her daughter and leaving kisses around her face. Blaze giggled and hugged her mother.

"I missed you, mama!"

"Oh, I missed you too, my baby! I love you so, so much!"

Her mother was stunning with long, wavy, brown hair and an incredible figure. She didn't have Blaze's eyes but I could pin point facial features that she shared.

"Leo! Blaze is here! She's back! Leo, come outside!"

Then a tall man came out of the house, a little boy, who looked just like Blaze,  following him in tow.

"Blaze!" Leo exclaimed, scooping up his daughter and hugging her tightly in his muscular arms.

"Holy shit," Cris whispered, his eyes wide as he stared at his brother. "He looks so. . .so much more mature."

I smiled and somehow, our hands found their way to one another and we were holding hands, making me feel at peace.

"Mama! Rose, is in the car! Rose took care of me!"

"Rose?" I heard Blaze's mother repeat in confusion, her eyes going up and looking at the car.

Then she started walking towards it.

"Shit, that's our queue to go," Cris muttered, letting go and turning on the engine and beginning to drive out of our parking space.

"Hey! Wait! How did you-"

It was too late, we drove off, my heart aching as I missed that sweet little girl. It was for the best though and I hoped one day, I would see her again.

"You could've spoken to your brother," I whispered, gazing at Cris. "You have to forgive yourself, Cris." He sighed, shaking his head as he continued to drive, his eyes int he road and his knuckles turning white as he held onto the steering wheel tightly.

"I can't, okay?" He quietly yet harshly responded, "can we leave it at that?"

I nodded, looking away and biting the inside of my cheek.

He sighed after a moment of silence and added, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap."

"It's okay," I sympathetically replied, giving him a small smile.

This is gonna be a long ass ride

Moaning for him, I managed to say, "Cris, please. . .stop teasing me. ." He pulled away from my lips, groaning softly at the feeling of my body grinding against his bulge that was desperate for me.

His hand cupped my face and he locked eyes with mine, soft moans leaving my mouth. "What do you want me to do, Rose? Tell me how badly you want it and I'll do it. Just say the words, Rose."

I squeezed my eyes closed, my hips moving so passionately against his. I gripped onto his shoulders, biting my bottom lip as I arched my back a little, letting out a ragged, desperate moan.

I lifted his head so our eyes locked and I kissed him hungrily, pulling away and saying, "I want you to make love to me. . .so bad, please."

He let out a ragged moan, burying his head in my neck as we grinded and I moaned loudly. "Please, Cris."

"Yes, my Queen," He replied salaciously with a small smirk, kissing and sucking my neck. I exhaled shakily, my hands gripping onto him. He had me right how he wanted; submissive. "Just open those thick thighs of yours and daddy'll make sure you won't be able to walk for a-"

"Shut up with that dirty talk, Cris, and take off your pants!"

"Rose?"

Oh my -

"Y-Yeah?" I answered, snapping away from my vivid thoughts of the both of us in that steamy hotel in France.

His sexy voice continued, "I was saying that we should go and get Genevieve and Gage a gift for the baby. You okay with that?"

I nodded, swallowing roughly and sitting up correctly, straightening my posture. I crossed my legs, squeezing them together as I tried my hardest to  forget about my inappropriate fantasies.

"You good?"

"Yeah!" I replied, a little too brightly and he gave me a disbelieving look but let it go and kept his eyes on the road.

Oh, if only you knew what I was thinking, Italian Greek God

~~~

Coming home, the sky had deeply darkened and it was already night.

Everyone had gone to bed.

Cristiano and I had spent so much time in the shopping centre having fun. We laughed, ate and talked and surprisingly had a great time. It felt like the old days where our bond was stronger than ever.

But things couldn't be the same again, could it?

I was tired but we managed to get baby Roman's gift and I was quite proud that it wasn't diapers or an outfit but a huge, adorable teddy bear. Cris didn't believe in it too much but let me buy it anyway. He got the baby a couple of outfits.

It was weird shopping for the baby. I sometimes gazed at the clothes and wondered what it would've been like to buy my baby clothes. I never got the chance to do it.

Anyway, I placed the teddy bear right in front of the door so in the morning they'd see it.

On my way to the bathroom, my phone started ringing.

Dylan

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