Stockholm Syndrome

Rose Faith Davis comes from a family torn apart by the unfortunate events of a late night drive. It's taken years to overcome the loss of the one that believed in her so much. Now, she's graduated high school and is ready to take on the task that is college. She'll be moving from her small American town to the bustling city of Sydney, Australia. There's a lot of bad things happening over the sea, however, this doesn't scare Rose. She's up for any challenge, and will chase her dreams no matter what.
~Don't follow your dreams, chase them~


25. For You to Decide

*A Couple Days Later*

          “I can’t believe he’s late again,” I groan.

          “You’d think he would really take advantage of banker’s hours,” Victoria chuckles.

          I laugh, “Yeah, I know. He’s been working really hard ever since I moved in. He really wants to take over his mom’s bank. Even sooner than he had originally planned. It’s, kind of sweet. He wants to prove his worth to me.”

          “So, you have a crush on him?” Daisy asks.

          I roll my eyes, “Not at all. He’s a jackass. I’ve told you countless times. He’s attractive, yes. But I don’t like him in anyway.”

          “That’s what you keep saying, but is that what you really feel?” Laurel asks.

          “Yes, I feel nothing when I’m around him. Just that he’s my roommate and drives me to school,” I shrug.

          “Do you think that could, like, change?” Daisy asks.

          “I don’t think so. He’s still a big jackass in my books.”

          “Is there even a tiny chance?” Victoria asks.

          “You guys are all so interested in my nonexistent love life,” I laugh. “Hm, a tiny chance? Isn’t there always a possibility that anything can happen?”

          “I guess so,” Laurel answers.

          “Then, there’s your answer.”

          “And speak of the devil,” Daisy lets out a giggle.

          Ashton pulls to the curb where the four of us have been waiting. Through the window I can see he’s wearing glasses, and offers me an ‘I’m sorry’ look.

          “Well girls, looks like I’ve saved by the car,” I smile at them. “I’ll be off,” I give a small wave as I approach the car.

          “We will talk about this later, in depth,” Daisy states.

          “Yeah, sure we will,” I chuckle before sliding into Ashton’s car.

          “Sorry I’m late,” Ashton sighs before driving off. “I got caught up, and I decided it would just be easier to bring it all home. So I did. I guess we both have homework.”

          I smile, “No worries. The girls and I were able to talk longer. As for the homework, we can work in the living room. Eat snacks and such.”

          “We can. It will be nice,” he smiles.

          “So, have you always had glasses?”


          “You have glasses on. Have you always had them? I’ve never seen them.”

          “Ugh, I meant to take them off. They make me look like a dork. I was too rushed to take them off. I never meant to let you see me in them.”

          “I like them. You don’t look like a dork at all. You look, sophisticated. Smart. A bit cuter with them on,” I smile.

          “You really think so?”

          I nod, “I’m not a liar, jackass. You do look good in them. Any other things you wear that you don’t want me to see?”

          “Um, sometimes I wear a fedora. Only if I’m with my friends and we are hanging out. Or I’m with my family. I’ve even thought I could wear it on a date. But I haven’t gone on any dates for years.”

          “Years?” I giggle.

          “Shut up. Let me guess, you had so many dates back home.”

          I bite my lip, “Um, not really. I mean, I had a few. But, nothing serious.”


          “Really. I mean, I guess I was quite popular. But when my dad died, I closed myself off. Afraid of loving and being hurt again. I mean, I know it wasn’t my dad’s fault that he died. That he moved on to a better place. But it hurt. A lot.”

          “I know how you feel. I mean, not completely. My dad is probably still alive. Married again. He could have more kids. I don’t know. But, he’s out of my life now, and I know how that feels.”

          “It’s nice to know someone who can share my pain. To understand what I’ve been through. All anyone ever says is, ‘I’m sorry for your loss.’ They don’t get it. They don’t understand that those words me nothing to me anymore. It’s pointless to tell me you are sorry. Sorry isn’t going to turn back the clock.”

          “This coming Sunday, let’s hang out. Just us. None of your friends. Not of mine. It’ll be fun. You deserve to just chill.”

          I smile, “I guess I do. Any of your friends coming over tonight?”

          “Actually, one is. We have some, business to discuss.”

          “Well, I want to meet him regardless. He might be like Luke. Quite sweet and just fun to be around.”

          “That’s up to you to decide. Luke was lucky for you to meet first.”

          “So, your other friends are terrible?”

          “No, no. It’s hard to know how they will act around a girl they’ve never met. I have to let them know that you aren’t someone they can take. I mean, that sounds bad.”

          I laugh, “I get it. You don’t think they’d be right for me. That’s fine. You know them better than I do.”

          “Yeah, that’s what I was trying to say. You’re nowhere near right for them.”

          “Who am I right for?” I ask as we pull into the driveway.

          He shrugs, “That’s for you to decide.”


​Their relationship is warming up, and I love it. The girls teasing is also kind of awesome. I hope you enjoyed reading this, but, that's for you to decide. :P

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