Rose Cut

The Mix Up

"And I still don't care Dorian." I snapped into my new phone. I was on my way home from T Mobile, and he kept calling me no matter how many times I hung up on him.

" Baby just left me explain. " He begged as I rolled my eyes getting irritated. " Okae then. " I began.

" Explain to me how the f**k you forget my birthday?" I yelled swerving a little. I tried to calm myself as I pulled up to my complex. I parked in the garage but, stayed in the car. "I was handling business Rose. I didn't have time to call! " he shouted back.

I pulled the phone away and shook my head. " You tripping over nothing! I'll be there to get you. . "

"Save your gas nigga." I interrupted him. " This is the last time you play me to the left . I don't want to see you ! Vete a la mierda!(f**k off) " I cursed into the phone before hanging up.

I blocked his number, completely done with Dorian and his mess. My heels clicked as I headed inside. I sent a quick text Jamir. His reply was just as quick, making me smile as I entered the elevator.

Mir: Wassup Peaches? I laughed out loud and rolled my eyes at him.

Rose: You and your nicknames.

Mir: I bet your smiling tho.

I shook my head at the accuracy. He swears he knows me so well but, finds it hard to believe we were friends once before. I kicked my heels off after letting myself in. I locked up and headed into my room diving on my massive bed. I kept a light conversation going with Mir. Laughing to myself at his slick jokes.

Before I went home last night we talked for a bit. Mostly about nothing but, it felt like we got somewhere in this so called "Friendship". Jamir was quite the entrepreneur, and owned a couple of tattoo shops in Detroit. I guess we both have some type of artistry.

I told him about my outfit and he actually wished I wore it. After seeing Priscilla's gift, he knew I was talented. I enjoyed talking to him and I was looking forward to being around him again.

We texted for a while before he said he had to go back to work. He told me he would check on me later and I decided to call Dorinda. Seeing as I haven't heard from her since yesterday.

The phone ranged for a minute before she answered. "Hello?" she spoke sounding groggily. "Well Good Morning sunshine." I retorted getting up to go in the kitchen.

" Morning Rosae'." she said in between yawns. "b***h its 5 in the afternoon." I giggled mixing myself a drink. I sat at my Island sipping on my drink. I put her on speaker as I checked my Social media. " Sounds like you had a wild night. "

" Girl who you telling. " she laughed. " b***h why Shawna and Tiara been there. " said Dorinda, ready to gossip. "Well you know Tiara is Apollo's wife." I told her, sipping a little. "She's bound to be there at His club." I stressed, my point to her.

"No b***h. Not walking in with another man." she explained. "ooou you lying." I piped up. "Who she was with?" I questioned her. "Girl Dorian and some older guy." said Dorinda, as I finished my drink.

"I know you f*****g lying. Girl f**k him. " I snapped into the phone. "I figured you would say that." she said agreeing with me. "But wait, there's more." said Dorinda, in her best game show host voice.

I laughed but listened. "He came in with Tiara and Shawna was all on the older dude. He must be important or something cause he had money." she went on as I grabbed some fruit to snack on.

It was slick pissing me off hearing this foul s**t about Dorian. Even though I was done with him. It still hurt to know he was out with those bitches on my birthday. What business was he handling with them.

"Tiara ole thotting ass been all in Dorian's face but, the older dude kicked both of them out the section." she continued. "I wish you could have seen her face." said Rinda, laughing at herself.

"You and me both." I said, joining in with her." But's whats up with you and D? " she questioned making me pause." I mean, what you gonna do girl?"

I sighed not really knowing how to answer. "I'm done with him." I told her, as I cleaned my mess and went inside my room. I pulled open the door of my nightstand and grabbed my grinder and weed. I rolled up telling Dorinda about the fuckery. I blew the smoke out, letting the bud do its job.

" Damn girl." interrupted Dorinda. " So you didn't do nothing for your birthday?" she asked, as I took another pull. "I went to a Birthday party." I told her through the smoke.

"Get dressed and we can go out tonight. And you can tell me all about these "friends". said Dorinda, making me laugh. "Alright, I'll be ready by 8." I told her, putting the joint out.

I hung up with her and went right to my shower. After about 30 minutes, I was dressed in my all white two piece outfit applying my make up in my vanity. I heard Dorinda knocking on my door, so I scrambled to put on my shoes.

"I'm coming!" I shouted adding a few pieces of jewelry. "It's about time you learned how to knock." I said, unlocking the door to let her in. "Just let me grab my..."

"You look Beautiful." spoke Dorian, standing in my doorway. I spun around to stare at him before slamming the door in his face. He placed his foot in the way at the last minute, stopping the door before it could close.

"Baby." he began, before I held up my hand. "Don't." I snapped stepping back. "I want you to leave." I said to him, rage rolling off of me in waves.

"I can't do that." spoke Dorian letting himself in and closing the door. My heart jumped a little but I wasn't backing down." Rose, I'm sorry about your Birthday." he said stepping towards me. He reached for my hand and I pulled away." Dorian, You need to leave. Now..."

"WAIT!" he shouted making me flinch away. "Now, I'm trying to apologize but, your being difficult. like always. " he snapped. I stayed quiet, waiting for his anger to die down. "Look. I want you to meet my parents." said Dorian, breaking the silence.

"What?" I asked, confused at the turn of the conversation." I want you to meet my parents. I wanna show you i'm serious about us. " he confessed, reaching for my hand.

I let him grab it this time, and he kissed my hand before closing the distance between us. I searched his eyes, looking for a lie but, he seemed genuine. I jumped hearing my phone ring in my bedroom. I slid from under him and went to answer my phone.

" Uhm Hello." I answered on auto-pilot. " You ready yet. " said Dorinda, with music in her background. I turned around to see Dorian followed me in here, and was now standing in my doorway.

" COME WITH ME. " he mouthed, as I contemplated with myself. "Rose?" asked Dorinda.

"Hey Rinda. I'm gonna go with Dorian." I answered, watching Dorian smirk at me before walking to the front. "He wants me to meet his parents." I explained.

"What happened to f**k him?" she asked, with irritation in her voice not buying it." I just want to see if he's serious Dorinda, and after that. I will decide what to do." I rambled, not really buying it myself. Truth was I didn't know why I was giving him another chance but, he wanted to introduce me to his parents.

"Yeah, Yeah. Whatever girl." snapped Dorinda before hanging up.

I bit my lip hoping I was making the right decision. "Rosalina, Come on." shouted Dorian from the front door. "Coming." I shouted back, as I grabbed my keys and purse. I locked up my loft and we headed downstairs instead of taking the elevator.

We made it to the lobby and exited out front where he parked. I hurried around and hopped in his black R8, irritated he didn't wait for me to get in first. Once I was strapped in, he lurched away from the curb.

"Maybe I should have changed first." I mumbled, looking over my clothes. I was still in my white two piece outfit. My stomach dropped just imaging meeting his parents like this. I grimaced looking over at Dorian who was texting and driving.

"Hello, I'm talking to you." I snapped. "And don't do that s**t when I'm in the car." I yelled snatching the phone away. "Yo. What is your problem?" Snapped Dorian.

" My problem is YOU. One minute you act like you care, and in the same breathe you act like a totally different person." I explained, as he kept driving stone faced. "I'm real sick of this, and on top of that I gotta hear about you and Tiara."

"Watch yourself now, you don't know shit." he warned me, as he eye'd me a little. "I don't have to watch s**t. You need to tell me WHAT THE f**k IS GOING ON!" I shouted, tired of the bullshit. I grunted as the car jerked to the side of the road.

We came to a quick stop causing me to hit my head on the door. "What the..?" I started to say, before I felt a strong grip on my neck. I gasped, surprised to see Dorian hovering over me with a firm grip on my throat.

He squeezed my windpipe making my eyes water as I searched his eyes. The familiar feel of fear started to trickle through my body.

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"You don't have to run Little one." spoke Dre as he searched for me. I hugged my knees tight, as I squeezed my eyes shut hoping he wouldn't find me. I was in my secret place under the jackets. The wooden doors of this shabby closet would hide me. They had to. . .

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My eyes popped wide as I saw Andre hovering over me. "ROSE!" shouted Dorian, shaking me a little. He had let go of my throat and held my shoulders looking concerned. I blinked away the flashback as I tried to control my breathing. I brushed away his hands and turned away from him.

I felt trapped in this small car and I had to get out. Dorian reminded me too much of Andre. I see that now and I wished I knew sooner. "I wasn't gonna hurt you." he spoke up making me jump. I nodded my head quickly, wanting to escape.

"Look. Nothing's going on with Tiara." he continued to explain as I rolled my eyes. I wasn't even on that anymore. "I told you I have big plans for us. She's just a pawn. Once I get them out of the picture, it will be just us. " said Dorian, as he started the car.

I looked over to him, seeing him grinning. "But you gotta meet my family first." he said, getting back on the road. I looked around to see we were in a nice neighborhood. I thought it was Da Hills but, we've been driving for a minute.

"Where are we? " I asked, as we turned down a long driveway. There were antique light poles that decorated the driveway, lighting the way to the house.

"This is Knoxville. My family owns the area. It's right through Da Hills but, you have to turn right at the end of the mansions." explained Dorian, as we glided towards the house.

"Why is it so important for me to meet them." I asked, as we stopped in front of the massive house. My heart thudding hard in my chest.

" Your parents I mean." I clarified turning to him. He sighed and turned the car off before turning to face me. " My Father has a business." He began. "I want to take over but, he doesn't think I can handle it. He put Lo in charge and we have been running things so far. I have a plan to get from under the both of them but, I need your help. Things have been f*****g up and my dads on to us..."

" So I'm a distraction? " I questioned him interrupting. "No. Your more than that but, right now I need you to be apart of my family. Keep them focused on you. " said Dorian, as he tucked my hair away from my face.

I shivered feeling him touch me. I cut my eyes away from him. "I don't think I can do that Dorian." There was silence between us. I found the courage to look at him. " Take me home. Please. " I said, begging him with my eyes. I had a bad feeling about all of this.

" No. " was all he said,before getting out of the car. For the first time he came around to open my door. Dorian reached down unclicking my seat belt. He reached for my hand and helped me out of the car m. He tugged on my arm and I stumbled into him. " You are not gonna mess this up for us. So play nice. " said Dorian starring me down.

I tried to pull away but, he tightened his grip. " I do care about you Rose. I know whats best. " he told me before practically dragging me to the door. Once he let go I straightened myself up. Dorian rang the doorbell and we waited until someone answered. A black butler answered the door. " Hello Master Dorian. " he croaked.

" Where's my mom Winston." snapped Dorian, stepping into the house. I walked in behind him nodding towards the butler. I smiled but, he didn't return it. "She's in the Den sir. " he croaked again, before Dorian waived him off and headed towards the Den. I followed behind him checking my surroundings. My stomach was in knots as I looked around the lavish mansion.

We passed this amazing staircase that seemed to grow out of the wall before we finally walked into a grand family room. There was a frail woman with salt and pepper hair sitting at the bar in the corner. The room was huge with paintings decorating the walls and a fireplace in the center. The woman looked like she use to be pretty, but she was whatever came after that. The woman also wore a bunch of makeup but, it didn't help at all.

" Dorian!" Beamed the woman, before her eyes landed on me. She scoffed and rolled her eyes. " You and your father. " snapped Dorian's Mother. " Your crazy obsession with theses women." she spat, pointing at me. I shrunk back, offense clear on my face.

" Mom calm down. " said Dorian, trying to calm her. " It's not like that. I brought her to meet y'all." She batted his hands away and sat in her lonely seat at the bar. " I don't want to meet that b***h. " snapped his mother.

" Excuse me." I said, stepping to her as Dorian gripped my hand. He shook his head at me and sighed. " where is he? " asked Dorian.

" Where he always Is. " answered his mother. Dorian walked me out of the room and up the staircase I was admiring earlier. "What was that about?" I asked, him as we reached the top.

"You remind her of someone." he answered me in a cold tone. I heard a deeper voice, like Dorian's as we approached his father's office I assumed. Dorian knocked twice on the huge double doors before peeping in. "Wait here." he spoke sliding in the room and pushing the door closed behind him.

I caught it before it closed, and kept it crack to look in. I was tired of all the secrecy from Dorian and his quacked up family. There was a taller man standing behind a nice desk. He was dressed in a suit I could tell was expensive. He ended his conversation angrily to face Dorian giving me a clear look of his face and I froze. He was shouting but, I wasn't listening anymore.

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The wooden doors that once made me feel safe creaked open as my heart raced. Dre snatched me up and drug me out of my hiding place. I screamed and fought against him but, he was so much stronger.

With each yank, he pulled me closer to my bed. His breath coming out ragged as he struggled to keep his hold on me. " You.... thought...You...Could Run..." he spoke in between grunts.

He flung me on the bed and I quickly scrambled to get up. He stuck me forcefully in my face knocking me back down. "Don't even try that shit." He spat, pinning me down.

My head was ringing as I shook myself a little. I opened my mouth to scream but, Dre slapped me before I could make a sound. "Shut the f**k up!" Shouted Dre, as he hovered over my small frame leering down on me. " Understand? " he barked and I quickly nodded my head.

I regretted the movement, as my head began to ring again. He smirked before releasing my wrist. He paused to see what I would do but, I just kept my eyes shut. The fight no longer in me. Dre began to unbuckle my pants and I was petrified. . . .

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I gripped my chest stumbling away from the door. Andre stood just on the other side of those doors. I HAD TO GET OUT. My mind screamed at me to run and I dashed down the staircase. My phone began to ring as I struggled to put it on vibrate. Panicking and not paying attention I crashed into Dorian's mother.

"Watch it tramp." she mumbled straightening herself. Mrs. Knox looked at me and started to grin. "Well you look like you just saw a ghost." she teased stalking around me.

" Going somewhere? " she questioned, stopping in front of the hall towards to exit. " You seem to be in a... hurry. "she chuckled, as I desperately tried to calm myself. My phone vibrated making jump.

" Where's the bathroom? " I blurted out, glad my voice didn't shake. She opened her mouth but, Dorian stepped down to my side.

"Come on Rose, My Father's busy." said an Irritated Dorian. I was glad for an excuse to get away but, I wasn't happy with the company I was with. "Goodbye Ms. Knox." I mumbled, following Dorian out.

I was dead on his heels, even beating him to his car. I was strapped in waiting for him before he got inside. "Damn. It was that bad?" he questioned me chuckling to himself.

I gave him a fake grin before casting my eyes out the window. I said nothing on the ride home. My knee bouncing quickly showing the only signs of the turmoil within me. Dorian's father was Andre! The man that took everything away from me.

How could I be so stupid to be with this man. I let him touch me, kiss me. I gasped, shaking my head causing Dorian to look over to me. I fought my tears as the realization dawned on me. Iv'e slept with the son of the man that r***d me.

We pulled up front of my building and I couldn't get out quick enough. Dorian grabbed my shoulder turning me to face him. I had one foot out the door, itching to run. "What's the rush?" he asked me. I took a breath and faked a yawn.

" I'm really tired sweetie. I'm just ready to get upstairs." I answered him as he watched me for a moment.

" Alright." he spoke leaning over to me. "Get some rest." he said, before kissing me deeply on the lips. I froze as he kissed me for a moment. I relaxed my rigid pose, so he would let me go and he did. I smiled at him before hurrying out and away from the car. I vigorously rubbed at my lips, trying to take away the touch of his.

I took the elevator up to my floor and ran to my loft as soon as the doors opened to my floor. "Dammit ." I cursed myself as I dropped my keys. Finally I opened the door and slammed it closed behind me; locking every lock. My breathing came quick as I stumbled into my master bathroom.

I dropped to my knees and snatched open the cabinets below the sink. I searched frantically as I pulled everything out, tossing items all over my bathroom. Finally, I found a super pack of tampons and sat on the floor.

I opened the box to see 10 rolls of money with 10k bands and hair dye. " Now what? " I asked myself. Standing up with the dye, I stared at my reflection.

I finally started crying as I wiped off my make up. I began to run some water for a bath as I tried to think things threw. Secretly, I knew this would happen. How long did I think it would be before he found me again. I began to bleach my hair, trying hard not to unravel but failing.

How could I miss the signs? The feeling that I was missing something in Dorian. His anger and him hurting me. I sniffed, as I turned away from the mirror. I went into the kitchen and brought out the Hennessy. I peeled off my clothes on way back in the bathroom. I gulped straight from the bottle, drowning in my problems.

I was just a stupid girl who ran from a r****t, to f**k his son. Andre had already won and has every part of me. There was nothing left. I washed away the dye staring at my now blonde hair. I finished the bottle and climbed into the tub.

I just sat in the clear water. The wide bathtub feeling huge and vacant. I felt like I wasn't here anymore. He always finds me after all.

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........ I wobbled into my home and placed the two bags I had on the counter. "Hungry little one? " I cooed to my little baby bump as I gently rubbed my tummy. " I know I'm hungry. " spoke a voice from behind me.

I had almost forgotten about him. Almost. Andre stood not to far from me as he went to lock the door. "I'd say I'm more curious than Hungry though." he continued as I stood gaping at him. My eyes darted around searching for an exit.

Andre stepped towards me shaking his finger at me. "You know not to run from me." he goaded, as he closed the space between us. " Where is your mother? " asked Dre, while he stroked my face.

" I don't know." I sobbed, answering him. " Awwh, I think you do." he spoke before knocking me to the ground. "Your gonna tell me now." said Andre, as he prepared to kick me.

"Not my baby." I begged grabbing his raised leg. "Get off!" he shouted, shaking my grip. "But." I croaked, whimpering on the ground. Andre paused and knelled down beside me.

We were eye level and face to face. " BUT. WHAT. " he commanded. " It's yours. " I mumbled answering him. Andre watched me for a moment before smiling. He stood laughing to himself and lift his foot above me as my tears streamed. " I don't care. " said Andre as he let his foot drop. . .

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I hugged my knees to my chest, crying quietly in my bathtub. Why run when I will be found. I would just screw things up even more. And now there's two of them. How long before people notice the blonde haired, greened eyed girl with freckles.

People talk and then what will I do? I was snapped out of my thoughts, hearing my cellphone vibrating on the ground. Whoever it was could go to voicemail. For the first time in my life, I Had Already Given Up. . . . .