Do you ever just see a beautiful stranger? Not just a stranger that looks nice, but a really beautiful stranger who just captures you with the way they look and the way they act and makes you think about them at 2 am. A beautiful stranger that leaves you wonder struck and makes you somehow want to see them again and be with them forever yet at the same time, make you want to stay away from them so they remain this mysterious beautiful person that's in the world that would never hurt you.
I should have gone with the latter.


59. 59

Rosy's point of view

I expect being home alone to be all about me watching whatever I want on TV and eating all the food and having the bath to myself but it's really just me thinking about my dad. I don't really know why or how I end up in that place in my mind, but I do. It's not even me being angry anymore. I just want things to be okay again to be honest. I'm ready to forgive and forget but I don't know if he is. I decide to text him. 

Hey, dad. I'm ready to talk when you are.

I expect him to ignore me or to at least be asleep but he replies:

I can talk now. Shall I call you?

I reply:

Come over? Ethan isn't here.

He arrives half an hour later. I have to admit, now I've stopped being angry, it's good to see him. He is my dad after all and he looks kind today. I'm never going to think that he has an excuse for the way he acted and I'm not going to regret how I reacted but it's not about that. It isn't about changing the past, it's just about moving on while we still can. He actually smiles at me and chuckles, looking around the flat.

"Nice place." he compliments. "Very you."

I smile. "Thank you."

He sighs and I do too as we both realise we have to talk about the situation.

"I'm sorry for the way I've been acting." he sits next to me. It started off as me just being a typical father but it turned into something more about my ego than something about protecting you." he says sadly.

I shake my head.  "I forgive you, dad. We just have to accept that it was a bad part of our lives and we have to move on."

He nods, chuckling a little. "You were always a smart kid, Rose."

I smile. "What happens now?" 

"Well you know you're always welcome home. Always." he looks at me. "I'm not going to stop you from being with Ethan at any cost, not if it makes you happy. But I am asking you to come back home."


"Rose, I appreciate that you like it here and it's been nice to stay here while you and I haven't been talking. And I appreciate that you love Ethan, I do, but you're only fifteen! It's not stable for you to be living here in your teenage years. I just ask that you come home and live with your family. You can see Ethan whenever you like, but just come home."

It's not that I don't want to go home, I just don't want to leave here. I know my dad's right, I know I can't do the rest of the growing up I have to do here. I should be with my family but it's so hard to leave Ethan. I've gotten used to being here, it's hard to imagine normal family life in a house.

"I don't know if I can go back that fast." I admit. "But I know you're right so I'm willing to move back for a month. If it doesn't go right, I'll come back here but if it goes well I'll stay."

He smiles, hugging me. "I've missed you so much, Rose. I love you."

I hug him harder. "I love you too, daddy."

I wasn't expecting Ethan to be home until later but he walks in a few moments later and frowns. 

"What the hell are you doing here?" he asks my dad, disgusted. "Get out."

"Ethan, no." I shake my head. "It's okay, we talked things through."

"I really mean no harm, Ethan." my dad promises. 

Ethan still looks dismayed and even worse, I can see a hint of anger in his eyes. "Rosy, I need to speak to you."

My dad speaks up again. "I understand that you need your time but-"

"Shut up." Ethan growls at him.

I frown. "Ethan, stop it."

My dad puts his hands up, going out of the flat. I hope to god he hasn't gone home. We just got things sorted. What if Ethan's ruined it all over again?

"What the hell is he doing here?" Ethan demands. 

I raise an eyebrow, standing up as I sense an argument. "I invited him over to talk things over. Ethan, I love you, but I do need a dad as well."

"You haven't been too interested in having a dad for the past few months, why now?" he asks, harshly.

"Because I'm not going to go my whole life without forgiving him!" I protest, my voice getting louder now as well.

"But you don't just invite him over here!" Ethan says, frustrated. 

"Why not?" I demand, crossing my arms. "He's my father! I didn't think I had to ask for your permission! We just talked!"

"What about?" he asks as if I don't have the right to talk to my own dad anymore. 

"I'm going back to my family's house, okay?" I shout. "I'm moving out!"

He stares at me. "You're bloody kidding me, aren't you?" 

"Why would I be kidding about that?" 

"Rosy, you don't just make decisions like that without me!" he groans, frustrated. "That's a big decision to make. You can't ask me to support you all the time and then make decisions like that without me! How could you be so selfish?"

"Me?!" I laugh, shocked. "I'm selfish? Go on, explain that one to me!" 

"You living here isn't just something that's effected your life!" he yells. "Moving out may be great for you, but did you not consider the fact that it's going to hurt me?!"

"Yes, okay, it's going to hurt!" I yell back. "But I'm still growing up, I can't live with my boyfriend and do that! I'm sorry, I love you, but I can't!"

He laughs, bitterly. "Oh whatever."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask, defensively. 

"It's not going to last two days, Rosy!" he shouts. "You're going to get scared and bored and you're going to come running back to me! How many times am I supposed to just let you hurt me but then love you again whenever you come running back to me because really, you don't deserve it!"

"It's not like I don't love you anymore, we're still going to see each other, we're just not going to live together!"

He sighs, shrugging. "I don't know if I really want to see you right now."

"Fine." I mutter, pushing past him. "Go to hell, Ethan."

"I'll see you there." he mutters back as I slam the door behind me and run to my dad's car. 

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