A LITTLE TOUCH OF ROSE - EPISODE 26

Sora’s standpoint

I wiped my tears for the umpteenth time as the girls all stared at me with mouth pinned, all lost in thought and tears like I was. I knew what they were thinking, they were blaming me for what happened. If Rosita should ever carry out her threat, our career was as good as ruined.

I couldn’t believe she actually did that, she actually used the video against me. I didn’t know what I was thinking when I did it in the first place, but of course, I wasn’t thinking as usual. I should have just used the video to blackmail him into dating me or something else, instead of sending it to her. Mimi was right, she tried to warn me. And even Sally did say I was overdoing it.

I wish I listened.

The SUV was dropping me at my father’s house, he summoned me. I was terrified of my father because he never liked me. He saw me as an embarrassment, just like my mother was. No matter what I tried to do, it never pleased him. He liked my older sister better, the pretty one. Even after I became an idol, he still saw Sena as the better daughter. I’d never understood why, but sitting down there and thinking about my foolishness, I realise it was because Sena was smarter.

Sena made mistakes, but never as huge as mine. And whenever she did make the mistake, she wouldn’t rest until she fix it and redeem herself. Her mother, my father’s first wife, raised her to be decent, hardworking, understanding, caring, mature, graceful… Everything a daughter ought to be. But my mother, didn’t. Maybe if I was more like her, I wouldn’t be so Sora.

“We are here,” my manager announced. We didn’t tell our managers why we were quiet and in tears, even when they asked. If they should find out about what we did, they would freak out and I knew Sally’s manager would report to the directors in other to reduce Sally’s punishment.

“Are you sure you girls are alright?” Mimi’s asked worriedly.

“Obviously not,” Mimi replied, “but we are not telling you about the dog that got run over by a car and crushed. The poor animal was pregnant, but the foolish driver didn’t care when he ran her over!” Mimi shouted in tears. She was an actress, so it was easy to believe her.

“Wait, you three are crying because of a dog?” My manager asked with disbelief.

“What? You think the pregnant dog’s life doesn’t matter? You think the pups in her doesn’t matter too?!” Mimi yelled. “What that driver did was unforgivable! And it’s even more painful that I can’t do anything about it!” Mimi was angry, but not over the suppose dog that got run over. She meant to say that I kept thinking about no one but myself.

I was the dog and them the pups inside the womb. I was suppose to be the leader, protect them and make them develop, but I didn’t. I kept making mistakes that hurt them, the infants inside the womb. Without me, they would die, Diamonds would die. It was a clear painful message.

“We watched the dog get flattened,” Sora said with a sniff, “it scars, Sensei,” she added. They all stared at us sadly, already buying the story. Mimi shot me one more hateful glare before I stepped out of the SUV. She didn’t bother waving me bye, just folded her arms and looked away.

I sighed and watched until it drove out of the mansion. My father didn’t just summon me for no reason, there must have been something. I had a feeling, a deep fear that Rosita already sent my father a copy of the video. When I checked earlier, all the copies in my possession was deleted, meaning she hacked into my accounts and deleted them. I was screwed through and through. She could do anything she pleased, because the anger and hatred in her eyes wasn’t mere emotions.

With my heart beginning to pound against my chest, I made my way into the house. I murmured back a reply to the maids who greeted me, my head throbbing as I got closer to his office. When I got there, I raised my hand and was about to knock when it opened to reveal my sad older sister. She was a little startled to see me standing there with hand raised, right before she sighed and stepped aside.

“What are you doing here? Finally got pregnant and disowned,” I sniggered.

“Those are brave words coming from someone who has a life destroying video in the hands of a foe,” my heart sank into my stomach as her words hit me. She shook her head pitifully as she tsk her tongue. “Someone sent me a video and told me to warn you to stay away from her, or she would destroy your life. Don’t worry, she didn’t send it to dad, but made it clear that you better back off.” She whispered.

“Is that why you are here?” I asked shakily, “to show dad?”

She rolled her eyes. “I might not like you, Sora, obviously because you are a bitch. But the one thing I am not is you. I will never play with someone’s emotions and mental state, even if the bitch is you. Go inside, you are about to find out who you are messing with.” With that, she pushed me out of her way and walked off.

Oh, were you expecting her to be the quiet one that would let me step on her because she’s nice? Sena might be nice, polite and sweet, but a no nonsense badass is not enough to describe her. Don’t dare her, she’s a utter bitch to those who deserve it.

Including me.

I breathe out to calm myself before walking inside to face my dad’s wrath. No doubt he was furious about something. If Sena didn’t tell him about the video, something else must have crawled up his ass again. I thought about the possible reasons, my mind went straight to mother. Usually when she did something stupid, father would call me over and scream things that doesn’t concern me.

Immediately I came face to face with the man I call father, he threw a large book at me, one I was quick enough to dodge. “What the butt, dad!”

“Sora, how many times will I warn you about getting in trouble and ruining the family name?” Dad hissed, “what the hell were you thinking! Former president of Italy’s daughter, really! How more stupid can you be?!”

I was stunned by his accusation. I didn’t even know anyone like that. Or what the hell he was talking about. “Dad, I don’t know what you are talking about,” I snapped.

“Really? Then why did Brayleigh Madiana Fiero call me few hours ago and warned me to tell my daughter to stay clear off hers before it turns into a public war!”

“But I don’t know any…”

“Rosita, who is Rosita in your school?” My eyes went wide as the saliva in my throat dried. My heart beat accelerated even faster.

President daughter?

What the hell!

“I…I…I…”

“Don’t drag me into any international conflict, I won’t warn you again. I need her husband to help me link my business to The Donahue Dynasty, and you won’t ruin it for me!”

It made sense, it finally made sense. How Zedekiah knew her, why she looked like money bore her. She was the daughter of Timothy Fiero, the rumoured daughter that hadn’t been confirmed. Timothy was Zedekiah’s father’s friend, close friend and everyone knew that. That was how they knew. That was why she was confident.

Rosita had blades for claws.

Zedekiah’s standpoint

I kept staring at her pictures, the smile on her face, the way her eyes twinkled even in the pictures. Rosita was happy, she was having fun with the girls and her mother and the others; she was happy without me.

I had kept myself updated through Meena, Yuki, Odin, Hime and Darra who wouldn’t stop uploading her pictures. They didn’t even know they were starting to rise questions. The first set of pictures was when they went to that park without me. They took a lot of pictures, most of them with Rosita. It was like they all adored her and couldn’t stop holding her.

She wore a body con dress, a white one to match her hair and shade and white corset boots. She looked so breathtaking, and like a celebrity, even though she never took off her shade. Yuki, Hime, Odin and Meena all posted different pictures with her and her younger siblings. The cute youngest one and the guy Yuki kept holding which clearly made Darra jealous. The pictures couldn’t be more obvious.

Then on Wednesday evening, they went to the beach where the guys threw a mini concert for the girls. In a way, they still trained while entertaining them. Rosita wore an orange printed loose skirt, one of those ones girls wear to beaches, one that made her legs sexy. She wore a mini top, brown sandal-like heels and a hat. Her hair blew allover, and she was beautiful. My concern was just her.

They had fun and in the video, she danced with Jake, three other guys from different bands, Odin and then with the girls.

On Thursday, the pictures was from school. The sport master must have made them play soccer. I missed it. By the videos and pictures, Rosita helped her team kick everyone’s butt. Cedric and Alvin just completely disgraced themselves. A three years old can kick a ball better than them. The pictures were also after the game, all sweaty and exhausted but happy. Darra uploaded it all. Then in the evening, Lucky Seven, Yuki, another group, Red Ravens, and Alyssa obviously dragged her to a sauna.

Yes, Alyssa was back in Japan.

At first, Rosita wasn’t happy about it, but she ended up liking it. She was the only one who wore a tank top and sexy shorts, the only one who caught my attention. Then on Friday, Yuki, Alyssa, Lucky Seven and Rosita’s mother went shopping. I knew Rosita must have tried to commit suicide, even the pictures said so. They were dragging her everywhere and making her try things with her face mirroring horror at every store she was pushed into.

But of course, Rosita’s mother was dressed so beautifully I almost didn’t recognise her. If it wasn’t for the beauty mark on her face and the eyes, I wouldn’t have known that was my crush. She looked like a young lady in her late twenties, like Rosita’s older sister. Though they didn’t look alike, their resemblance was just there in a sort of way. A way one could easily tell they were related. Her mother wore almond shaped glasses too, and really bright red lipstick. She was hot.

It was a good thing. If her father should ever come across the pictures–though I doubt he would–he wouldn’t recognise either her or Rosita. Her father might be a social person, but he only followed my page to stalk me. I had to block him from seeing my timeline, any new updates on my pages, just to be safe.

I admit I couldn’t stop drooling over both of them. Mother and daughter were too much to take in. Then earlier, they went to a spa and salon. It was a weekend to get spoilt for them.

I scrolled down to the comments and read it. The comments mostly consist of people asking who Rosita was and if her mother was married. Though it was more like “who is the lady with the red lipstick? Is she married? I’m single”, and something else. While those with brains commented on how much fun they were having. Again, they didn’t fail to mention Rosita.

I went back to the picture where she sat on a chaise lounge, wearing a lavender robe and towel wrapped around her head. Her left leg was propped up, showing through the split in the robe and revealing her sexy legs. She was typing on her phone, eyes down but looked close, and head tilt to the side. It made her look so nonchalant and so alluring. Especially her legs and partly showing thigh.

Alyssa uploaded the pictures, but I trust Rosita already filled her in on everything that was happening, so she would block her father. Or Rosita would probably do it herself.

“You are obsess with this girl,” I flinched from the sudden voice coming right to my ear. I didn’t even notice that one of the actor was looking at my phone over my shoulder. I dropped the phone, hiding the screen on my lap as I turned to look at him. Slightly shifting so I wouldn’t have to kiss him.

“Dae-woong, when would you stop doing that?”

He smirked, “when I learn to mind my business,” I rolled my eyes and shifted further away from him. He plopped himself beside me, chewing the gum in his mouth, noisily. “So, who’s the chick? I’m curious? She’s hot.”

I knew what he was doing. Since I refused to accept any of the stupid roles offered to me, Director was able to get me one, a short movie intended to advertise a new product. The movie director agreed to shoot all my scenes first, so I could go back to Japan. I had to return for my birthday, but then return again to finish the movie.

Anyways, the video mostly consist of guys, including Tegoshi. So I knew since the others had been painting their pages with her, Tegoshi had been telling them that she was his new thing, and she hated me. I never gave him the satisfaction of a reply, but it was starting to piss me off how he was talking about her body, body he hadn’t even gotten a glimpse at. He didn’t even know her fucking last name!

“She’s best friends with my cousin, Alyssa, and Odin’s sister, Yuki, younger sister to Odin himself, friend to Meena, older brother to Darra even if he’s older, friends to Lucky Seven and devil’s first seed.” I rolled my eyes at the last one.

“Is she really Tegoshi’s? I mean, I know he can score a hot one, but this one looks too good to be true. If she is hanging with your clan, it makes no sense for her to still be with Tegoshi, especially if she’s friends to Yuki.” The world knew Yuki despise him.

I chuckled at his choice of word. In a sort of way, they were my clan, my family and trusted friends. They would never let a toy of Tegoshi into their friend zone. It was so apparent that they loved the white haired girl. Even the pictures showed how Odin was taking care of her.

“Everyone knows that and that is why they sent you to confirm, because they can’t ask me themselves,” I scoffed. He let out a small ‘I am so Dae-woong’ laugh. His signature laughter.

“You know you are kind of intimidating, man,” he looked at me with his other signature look; his irresistible grin.

“Fine, she’s my girlfriend,”

“I knew it! I knew it! I won! I won!” I heard someone shout from the other side of the door. I chuckled, they must be eavesdropping.

“You can’t prove it yet,” another argued. But the other one kept shouting that he won the bet. I shook my head and decided to risk it. I went to my contact and dialed her number. It was a high risk, but I wanted to show her off, show them that Tegoshi was spitting out bullshit and she was mine.

I held my breath as I tried to control my raging heart. She didn’t have my Korean line, but I still hoped she would pick up and act like we really were dating. Immediately the call connected, my heart nearly jumped to my mouth.

“Good afternoon, thanks for calling Dick Slaughter House. If your name ends with a dick, begins with a dick, or has dick or dic between, please stay on the line. But if you have someone who is a dick and wants to slaughter him, still stay. If not, get your ass sawed opened!”

“Rosita!” I heard her mother yell. “Are you swearing in front of Bloom again!”

“Me?! No way! Reece did it!”

“Reece!!!”

“What the… I didn’t do anything!” The guy cried. “Why do I always have to take the blame for everything the girls do?”

“Easy, you have a dick,” I heard Sakura whispered before they laughed quietly. I was relieved the intro wasn’t that bad. Dae was laughing beside me. I had the phone on loudspeaker.

“Zeddick, king of all dicks, how may I be of service, Your Majesty?” She said with a French accent, before she and Sakura started laughing again… Wait, is that Alyssa and Yuki’s laughter?

“Is Yuki and Alyssa there?”

“And Darra too. He’s trying to marry my mother’s pot…”

“I’m not!”

“Is too!” Yuki shouted back.

“Alyssa refused to leave me alone, you know how she is. And Yuki wouldn’t let me be either because…”

“Alyssa is trying to steal my best friend and I would never let her win the battle, ever!”

“She was my best friend before you even knew her! Zed would testify!”

“Please, don’t drag me into this,” I sighed.

“Overtaking is allowed,” Yuki said with a smug tone. “It’s not my fault you can’t keep your friendship dust on her, mine is stronger.”

“No, mine is stronger!”

“Again, there is no such thing as friendship dust!” Rosita said exasperatedly.

“There so is, and mine is better,” Alyssa argued.

“Mine is sparklier,”

“Well, vroom vroom, bitch, mine is more colourful,”

“That doesn’t even make any sense!” Rosita shouted.

“She don’t make any sense!” Alyssa and Yuki shouted.

Alyssa growled. “Mine is taller!”

“Mine is wider!”

“Mine is more slender!”

“Mine has curves!”

“Are you idiots even listening to yourselves?” Rosita asked with disbelief.

“You hear that, tiny fry? Bestie called you an idiot,”

“At least she didn’t say I’m brainless and ugly,” Yuki retorted.

“I can swear I never said that,”

“Back off, my dust is allover her,” they snapped instead. Rosita sighed and I think she left there.

“That is how I ended up walking home looking like I fell into a pool of glitters. The two nonentities literally poured buckets after buckets of glitters over me to claim friendship. I can’t believe I’m stuck with Tweedledum and Tweedledee, again. As if Terry and Tenny aren’t enough. Speaking of them, do you know what those two… Those two… Those two… Dick, help me out here…”

“Muttonheaded Boeotian?”

“Imbecilic womanising vagabonds!… Thank you, honey… Do you know what they did?”

“Should I care?” I asked with an eye roll. She gasped outrage.

“How dare you! Are you supporting them now?! They broke into my bedroom and stole all the expensive guns my dad got me for my sixteenth birthday! They even stole the one I used to shoot you. They took away my memories,” she faked sobbed.

“Are you suppose to keep that as a memory?” I scoffed.

“What? You don’t want me to show our kids how I almost shot their father and ended his already meaningless generation… Wait, what?” She didn’t believe what she said herself. I started laughing at her slipup and I could tell she was blushing. “Shut up, you are just like them, insufferable. Tenny even stole my favourite bra,” she murmured.

“Which one? The one he took a picture with and posted earlier?” Don’t be surprise, Tenny is a mad man. Rosita gasped again.

“He did what!”

“He uploaded it, check. See why I said you shouldn’t make friends with insane people?” I sniggered.

“Zedekiah, your mother is insane, my mother is insane, our fathers are mad men, your cousin is a psychopath and now I have friends with cotton wool in their ears, what do you want from me!” She exclaimed exasperatedly.

“Rosita-chan, make sure you don’t have any video sex in my house! I can’t meditate and communicate with the spirits if I keep perceiving cum!” I heard her mother yell from the background.

“See what I mean?” Rosita cried. I couldn’t stop laughing.

“Mom, you just swore, why can’t I punish you?”

“Easy, I bore you, you didn’t. Plus, I didn’t swear, I said sex, not a swear word.”

“Mom, you can’t even talk to spirits! The only spirits you can talk to are the spirits of madness, stupidity, craziness and weirdness!” Sakura shouted.

“Exactly!” Her mother squealed. “I’m cool, aren’t I? Like now, I can see through that door and Rosita is naked, showing her big tits to my pumpkin. Pumpkin, remember to use protection!”

Rosita must have smacked her face as she whimpered. “Mom, I’m pretty sure you don’t need protection through video sex,”

“Of course you use,” Alyssa said, “you shove the phone into the condom and boom! Safe sex!”

“Oh my goodness, who taught you how to use one! Alyssa, get a boyfriend, you need to know how a condom is used,” I heard Yuki scoff. “You don’t wear it around the phone, you wear it around… Darra, come here, let me show her…”

“Christ! There’s a twelve years old in this house and I’m fucking fifteen!” The brother yelled.

“Priest, shut up,” her mother snapped, followed by a loud cry of pain. Rosita sighed.

“You hear all of that? So tell me, how can I not attract completely insane people? It started ever since I came to Japan. If only I knew, I would never have come here. Now, I’m slowly being infected by their madness. Zeddick, I’m losing my mind,” she cried.

“Tits in the house! Everyone, throw your top away!” I heard her mother shriek, followed by approving squeals.

“Okay, whom amongst you gave mom weed!” Another smack followed it. “Neesan!” The guy cried.

“Do you have any particular reason why you called?” Rosita asked tiredly, “I still have death to face tomorrow when they all come together to… Wait, you are returning for your birthday, right?”

“I don’t know, I might miss it…” I trailed off with a smirk.

“What!” She screeched into the phone. “You mean I endured hours of scrubbing and waxing and ripping and them together for nothing!” I moved the phone further away, even if it was on loudspeaker. “I swear, Zedekiah Grimshaw, if you don’t show up for your own party, I will kidnap you and have you pinataed! Better get your ass back to Japan or so help me I am going to break every bones in your miserable body! Is that understood?!”

I chuckled, “yes, dear,”

She breathe in calmly, “right. Good boy. You are still picking me up, right? I’ll be at the girl’s. Or should I have them drop me at yours?… Mom!” I heard a small rustling before her mother started squealing on the phone.

“Pumpkin, pumpkin, pumpkin!”

“Yes, mom?” I laughed, “you are excited, why?”

“Tomorrow is your birthday,” she sang, “I want to be the first to sing so listen up! But first, how would you like Rosita, shaved or hairy…”

“Again, our private life! Why doesn’t anyone understand that!”

“Ooh, ooh, ask him if he likes her on pink or purple…”

“Again, Yuki, I hate pink!”

“Does he like when she falls her hair or put it up?”

“Would he like her in heavy makeup or less?”

“What am I? Some Christmas package for the almighty king! We are suppose to be equals! Equals, people, equals!”

“Rosita, it’s important to shine for your man. Take me for example, I always shine for mine,”

“Mom, you don’t have any man,” Rosita cried.

“Of course I do. Mr. Squeaky is,”

“Stuff animal,”

“The sexual pressure is killing her,” mom sighed, “come back soon, Pumpkin, my baby needs more cum,”

“God, why me,” Rosita sobbed.

Wait, is she crying?

“Rosita, are you crying?” I laughed.

“Me against hundred, Zed, why didn’t you take me with you, why?” She sobbed. “I can’t take it anymore, they won’t leave me alone…”

“She means she misses you and would have love to be there with you so you guys can break the bed like Isaac broke Sakura’s waist,”

“Eh?”

“Mom, ignore her,” Sakura panicked.

“Haha! I just found pregnancy kits in Sakura’s bag! She’s having a baby!” Their brother shouted.

“What!”

“Mom, it’s not true… Aaah!” I heard running and then a little bit of silence.

“Rosita,” I chuckled, “are you alright?”

“I’m going to drink their blood dry,” she said seriously.

“Roe, again, you are not a vampire,”

“I could be,” she said with a dark tone.

“Neesan! Mom is going to flush Reece down the toilet, again!”

“You know, that’s the seventh time today,” she murmured, “gotta go, dick, see you tomorrow and happy birthday, love. Oh yes, and babe, tell the people you are trying to reassure that I’m yours to keep their laughing to a minimum when trying to be… Hmm, stealth. Kisses, almost love you.” She made a gagging sound before hanging up.

I honestly forgot Dae was there, laughing along with the others that had managed to enter the room to hear the mad family. I was smiling from ear to ear. Not totally creeped out by how she knew what I was up to or how she easily helped me again. She was a witch after all.

My witch.