Rosalines' POV:
Perfect.
"No, Rory. I'm perfectly capable of dealing with my extremely unwelcome guest."
"If you need help with anything just say my name and I'll hear you!"
"Thanks Rory!"
I turned back to Jasper.
"You have exactly sixty seconds to tell me what you claim I need to hear." I snapped.
"Your mother is alive. She was never dead. Your grandfather has been holding her hostage all these years, and torturing her."
"If this is some kind game-!"
"Its not. I realize today isn't the ideal time to tell you this, but I've been holding this in for years, not able to tell you. Because I had no idea where you were."
"If I tell you I believe you will you leave and never come back?"
"Yes."
"I believe you. Now leave."
"Goodbye, Ros."
"Goodbye, Jazz."
As soon as the door shut behind her, I squatted and tried to run my fingers through my hair. Only to find the pins in my hair. Frustrated, I started ripping the them out, crying.
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Our Future
FanfictionOne year later, the gang is fresh out of high school. With the looming future, secrets kept and revealed, weddings, and more. They go through ups and downs, and near-death experiences. Will it all be worth it in the end? ∆Changed the description bec...
