The Monster's Rose

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Roseanna POV

I look at my reflection before tieing my hair into a half-bun. My white sweatshirt looked good with my black jeans. Making sure I looked good I stepped out in search of Kyra or someone. Ayren already left for training in the morning and Caspian is still sleeping in his room.

"Have you seen Kyra, Milla?" I asked Milla the cook girl of the castle who helps mumma.

"Yeah, she was with Ayren a few minutes ago." My brows frowned as I thought Ayren felt.

"Okay Milla, please do me a favour by waking Caspian. He is going to miss his classes if he doesn't wake up."

"I'm not sure about him waking up. I'm not going to enter his room. I will send Jay to wake him up," she said while I chuckled.

"Okay." She left the hallway leaving me. I went to the kitchen to have my breakfast, I can't miss my breakfast for anything. As I entered the kitchen I saw Ayren, Kyra and Hayes.

"Good morning guys!" I said.

"Good morning Rose!"

"Good morning sis."

"Morning." I raised my brow at Hayes as he seemed to be grumpy today.

"Looks like someone woke with a grumpy mood," I said sitting beside him. I keep my bag beside my chair and start filling my plate.

"Nothing Rose."

"Caspian and Ayren went out but they tag him along. That's why he is grumpy," Kyra said.

"Ohh." I eat the waffles looking at Hayes and Kyra.

"Shut up Kyra. Don't make me throw this sauce at your face," he grumbled at her while she made a funny face at him.

"Rose how you are going to college?" Ayren questioned passing me the bread.

"I will be going in my car. Caspian is still sleeping, I have an early class."

"Be careful and keep your phone by your side. If you are going somewhere inform me."

"Okay." I didn't ask him further about that. Being the elder sibling he has to take care of us even though we can take care of ourselves.

"Ayren did mumma message you?" I asked him.

"No, they are busy in a meeting."

"Oh, they didn't answer my calls this morning."

"Hollis informed me that they were busy meeting everyone and the meetings are prolonged." I nodded my head understanding.

"You girls have training in the evening, Kyra no excuses you aren't attending training for the past three weeks." Ayren scolded.

"Geez, I was really not feeling well."

"Yeah, you aren't feeling well that's why you were dancing all these nights right?" Hayes said.

"Why you are butting your ass in my conversations?!"

"I'm not butting, I'm just stating the facts." I finish my waffle quickly and fill the glass with orange juice.

"No one needs your facts." I rolled my eyes before getting up from my chair, lifting the bag beside my chair.

"See you guys later," I say after keeping the plate in the sink. I smiled at Ayren before walking out.

It took an hour to reach the human college where I'm doing my arts. The only reason I joined a human college is that I always felt like a human.

Even though my father is a lycan king I didn't get all the lycan traits. I got my mom's soft human side. I don't involve myself in any violence. I don't like the idea of killing any creature or even hurting anyone.

Kyra and Amory they both are the female versions of dad. They are rough and hard, they love to fight and tackle the opponent whereas I just train myself for self-defence.

Amory is ten-year-old but you have to see her holding a sword. She has an obsession with arrows and swords. I cringe if I have to hold a sword. That's the reason I choose a human college where there is no violence.

Everyone back home respects me and treats everyone equally but the thing is they all like to fight and use weapons. I want to have a peaceful environment around me.

Because of me Caspian joined the same college and doing his bachelors degree in Business Administration.

I don't have many friends here except three who were my project partners. I'm not intending to make friends. It would be a difficult situation for me if I make friends, it would mean them wanting to know about my family and home.

I gathered my bag and sheets before walking towards the art class. I keep my head down not wanting to make eye contact with anyone. Most of the students know me as a mute or deaf girl. They believe that I'm mute and deaf.

I have a self art class, basically, in this class, we are allowed to draw or paint whatever we want to on the canvas. It can be any scenario, any person, any portrait. Anything of your choice.

I settle down in my seat, keeping my bag down I wait for the instructor or lecturer to speak. The students are getting settled and we got five minutes before the class starts. I play with my ring which was gifted by Caspian on my birthday.

"Everyone... you will be given three hours. You can use your thoughts on canvas and attract people. This will be your assignment for this semester, clear your mind and think before you draw or paint anything."

I looked around for a minute to see the students discussing ideas with their friends. I look at the canvas for a good minute.

I took out my sharp pencils and paints out. I arrange them the way I like. I don't know what I'm going to paint, I haven't thought about it yet. I always paint with the flow, whatever comes to my mind that moment I will be painting that on the white canvas.

I licked my lips before taking a deep breath. I closed my eyes and thought about the things I saw all these days. I searched through my memories to see if I can come across something mysterious and beautiful.

Ice... Fog... Pine trees...rock path...stream... Darkness... Tips that look like they are touching the sky... Clouds...

I opened my eyes and looked at my collection of pencils. I took one and started outlining the drawing that I'm going to draw.

I blinked my eyes trying to remember every detail of what I have seen. I took another sharp pencil and tried to concentrate on the little things which would matter so much in a drawing. When I'm done with the outline, I started mixing the colours.

Those little things in a portrait or painting bring greater meaning and attraction. Every little thing matters, I used brown, blue, grey, white, green, coal grey, lite red, many colours. The frown between my brows deepens as I gave the final touch-up to the portrait art.

I stepped back to look at the portrait painting, it's something I saw in my dream. It's a beautiful castle with so much darkness to it. It looked Gothic at the same time it's like a castle from the fairytale.

I blinked my eyes as my breath became heavy. I gulped down the lump and brought my bottom lip between my teeth, slightly bitting as I observed the portrait.

Last night I dreamed about this castle. I wanted to draw something but my thoughts were all about that castle. As my hands followed my brain filled with thoughts.

"It's very beautiful but why so much dark meaning darling? Why does your portrait mean like it needs a warm light to push all those cold from the bricks of the castle," the art teacher said. I don't even know the castle needed sunlight to remove the cold.

I got an 'A' for my portrait. I asked her if I can take the portrait with me. She happily agreed to take our work with us. I thanked her before leaving the class. The rest of the classes went by quick. I don't have many classes. I hardly have three classes a day.

*

The cold water hit my face as I tried to recall what I saw in my dreams. The truth is I'm seeing visions in my dreams as if they trying to convey a message to me.

The ringtone brought me back and I looked at the screen to see Caspian's name.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Rose, when you will be reaching home?"

"An hour or so."

"Okay, Kyra is out with her friends. Hayes is with her, they are probably having a high school party. Ayren went out and I'm going to a party, wanna join me?"

"Nope."

"But you will be alone. The guards will be there," he said.

"It's okay Cas... I will read a book or probably sleep because I didn't sleep last night."

"Sure then take care, Ayren will be back by dinner."

"Okay be careful," I said ending the call. I washed my face before walking out of the restroom. I needed a nice coffee and a muffin. I know this local coffee house where they serve my favourite muffins and cupcakes.

I will never be her... Started playing on the radio. I hummed the song softly. Caspian used to listen to the song on repeat mode. He loves I hate you I love you song by gnash.