"Miss Rose, you'll have to attend madame Phennya's dinner tonight at 9pm. Be there if you don't wish Mario to be harmed."
"Wh-what..."
She'd fall to the ground, it was quite the suprise,
"The gun and now this..."
"WH-WHAT HAPPENED?"
He'd go through her open phone and see what's written on its screen...
"So that's how they're gonna play..."
He'd grin his teeth in anger,
"You don't have to if you don't want to, I'll be alri-"
"No, I'll do it."
He was left flabbergasted by her response,
"WHAT?"
"I have to finally face her and tell her a few things myself."
She'd get back home in a hurry,
He'd try to catch up with her.
"ROSE WAIT-"
He'd try to gasp for some air once he finally stopped her,
"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you? What if-"
"What if what? What are you supposed to do? Gonna save me somehow?"
He'd stay quiet without thinking about a response.
"Okay, if something happens, call me and I'll be right there."
She'd laugh,
"What girl in her right minds would first call her boyfriend and then the police?"
"Right..."
That night she'd get ready to face her aunt who she most despised,
"It's almost 9pm.."
She'd get ready to hit the road,
But she'd have second thoughts of using it somehow...
"Just in case..."
She'd say and shove it on her pocket before setting off.
"Finally, you came. The more I waited the more I thought my skin would start to wrinkle..."
A familiar voice would greet her,
It wasn't a friendly greeting however.
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