Bloody Rose

You would be free as planned

Rose's POV.

Getting home from the event, I got out of my dress and wiped off my makeup, revealing everything I hid beneath it.

Standing in front of the mirror, I took in a deep breath as I looked at the bruises and cuts on my skin. A moment ago, I was perfectly flawless, but now the real me was all I could see.

"Broken and scarred"

I took in another deep breath, trying to control the tears from falling but as always my body betrayed me allowing the tears to flow freely

I hated the person staring back at me from the mirror, I hated seeing this broken version of myself, someone that was shattered both physically and emotionally.

I hated feeling so weak and helpless. I needed all this to end, I needed to be free.

Laying on my bed, I allowed the darkness to consume me once more because it was only with the darkness could I find my true peace.

The morning came rather quickly and the darkness gave way to light because no matter how hard I wanted the darkness to stay, it was impossible. I had to dance with the light once more.

Opening my eyes to the light, I looked beside myself but Keith's side of the bed was still neatly covered.

"He didn't come home last night," I said to myself as I made my way into the bathroom to have a cold shower.

Stepping out of the bathroom, I got dressed and made my way downstairs for breakfast.

I was having my breakfast when all of a sudden the front door busted open with Keith rushing in so quickly.

He rushed up to me, grabbing me by the arm, and forcing me to get up to my feet.

"Roses get your things. We are leaving now," he yelled as he continued to pull me towards the stairs.

He pulled me up to our room and into the closest.

"Don't just stand there looking at me, go get your things fast," he yelled, scrambling through his closet and packing up anything he could lay his hands on, in haste.

Confused and agitated, I knew it was a bad idea to ask him this but I knew I had to, so I turned to him, asking.

"Keith, what's going on? Where are we going too, and why are you in such a rush," I said in a low tone, looking right at him with so much confusion.

For a moment, Keith stopped scrambling through his closest. As he turned to look at me, his expression was not his usual intimidating demeanor, which surprised me a bit.

"Baby.... my Princess, my love. You wanted to go away on a vacation to the beach right away, so that's where we are going okay? So be a good little girl and pack up your things, the chopper will be here to get us soon enough," he said, smiling as he planted a soft kiss on my forehead.

“Rose, you just have to know that whatever I'm doing, I'm doing it for our future... You have 15 minutes to get your things," he let out, rushing back into the closet to get his bag.

“Looking at him, I knew deep down that something wasn't right... What's with the sudden urgency to leave? Who or what was he running from? I asked myself over and over again as I reluctantly went over to pack my things just to avoid his wrath.

A few minutes later, the chopper came, and soon we were at our Hamptons residence.

Looking around, and taking in the serene environment, wondering to myself why Keith never brought me here all the while we had been married.

This place feels so peaceful," I smiled to myself, as I looked over at the water hitting the shore.

"Rose ..." I heard Keith call out to me, breaking out of my peaceful thoughts.

"I'm going to go out to fix some business, don't wait up for me, and also remember that we are the only ones here, so don't open the door for strangers, okay," he spat nonchalantly.

“Nodding my head, I knew not to ask him any questions, and soon enough he was gone.

Finally, alone, I knew this was my only chance of escape I had, so I decided to call up Zena, to tell her about the change in plans.

As I was about to dial her number, her call came in.

"Zena, I was just about to call you," I said, smiling through my teeth.

"Really... Then I think we have a psychic connection, " Zena said, laughing through the phone, which in turn made me laugh.

"But Rose, on a serious note, how are you holding up did you finally convince him to go to the beach house," she asked with concern laced in her voice.

"That is why I was about to call you, Zena.... we are currently at the Hampton house, not the regular beach house we normally visit," I said, trying my best not to be drowned in the waves of emotions I was currently feeling.

"Oh OK..." Zena said, shocked at the change of plans.

"Rose, why don't I call you back in a bit," she said hurriedly, going off the line, leaving me more confused.

Seconds later, Zena called back as promised.

"Zena, what's going on," I asked, overly concerned.

"Don't worry Rose, you are going to be free from that monster soon enough," she said through the phone.

"Are you saying the plan can still work here," I asked, as my heart beat heavily with the feeling of uncertainty threatening to choke me.

"Yes Rose, my contacts just confirmed. Hampton is a much better place to carry out this plan, so in 5 days you will be free as planned," Zena said, with enthusiasm evident in her voice.

Hearing those words sent shivers down my spine, as I only thought freedom for me was nothing but a distant memory.

So, in 5 days, I will be able to start my life anew.