What did they mean? I knew who I was, didn't I? I was Rosalia Mallory, a girl left on the doorstep of our town's foster agency to find a new home. From there I went through three homes before at the age of 16 instead of having to live in the group h...
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Hunter's POV:
When I come round the corner and see Rosa stuck in Ash's arms I pause. What had I just walked in on? What's gotten into Ash to make him act like that? His face is hidden from me but when he raises his head Rosa's blood drips from his mouth, and I feel myself being consumed by a blinding rage. Her hands are trying to pry his arm off her throat and I notice that on one of them he's bitten over her wrist as well. "ASH!"
He stops and looks at me coldly, his eyes blank. I flashback to what Rosa had mentioned to me earlier about how something with him had appeared off but I can't shake the rage simmering inside me. Ash watches me for a few seconds long enough for Rosa to turn her head towards me and try and mouth something before he throws her at the wall. The cracking sound that comes from her head hitting the stone echoes through the corridor like an explosion and I run towards her with worry and pain coursing through me. She blinks blearily a few times before she slumps and lies motionless on the floor.
I turn to face my brother with a scathing hatred. "What did you do?" Still, he regards me with the same blank expression. The only emotion I can sense in him was anger. Anger and a sadistic sense of malice that makes my blood boil. "What's wrong with you? What did you do?" When the expression on his face still doesn't change, I shove him against the wall, which causes him to blink slowly.
"Hunter? What...what happened?" He looks around with a dazed expression, his eyes repeatedly going back to his hands which are still covered in Rosa's blood. "What did I do? What happened?" He looks fearfully around until his eyes land on Rosa's limp form lain on the ground. "What happened to her?"
"You should know," He looks confused at my angry tone and in the back of my mind a part of me wonders why he doesn't remember chasing Rosa through the palace and driving her mad with fear before attacking her. Multiple times. And then throwing her at the wall. "What did you do?"
Now he looks truly terrified. "I - I don't know," I snort and he fixes me with a pleading look. "Please, Hunter I swear I didn't do it. You have to believe me." He sounds lost and afraid but my anger burns too bright to hear him. He hurt her and that's all that matters. All that matters. "It - it wasn't me. I swear."
"It's true," Rosa's weak voice sounds over my shoulder and I look back towards her. She coughs but persists in trying to sit up. "Hunter I know how it looks but it wasn't Ash who attacked me. At least no the Ash stood there now." She looks drawn and tired but her voice holds her steely strength in it. "Please," She gives me an imploring gaze. "If you can't find it in your heart to trust Ash please can you trust me? I'm telling the truth." Her eyes flicker to Ash. "He's telling the truth." She coughs again and I let go of Ash and go to help her. Ash tries to do the same but I glare at him.
"Don't you think you've done enough damage?" My voice is harsh, and he looks distraught. Next to me, I try to help Rosa but she's glaring at me angrily. "What? He hurt you, Rosa, did you really think I was going to let him anywhere near you." I try reasoning with her but she's stubborn and shakes her head. Christ. What now?
