Rose ran way past town limits. Her legs were tired and sore. Her legs, bleeding and bare. Several times did the girl call out to her. Begging her to stop. But Rose could not hear the girl calling to her. The only thing she could hear was the sound of screams and crying. The memories flowing back from that night. She tripped and fell onto the side of the road. Scraping her face, knees, and hands.  She sat there for a good five minutes. Soon the girl with blonde hair had caught up to Rosalie and sat next to her.

"Hey are you alright?" The girl asked.

Rosalie did nothing but rock back and forth on the side of the road. The gruesome memories flowing through her mind like an overfilled river. Each one from that night.The girl sat next to her. She looked around. Just green meadows for miles on all sides. She looked at Rose, who was still rocking back and forth.

"My name is Melody. What is yours?" The blonde girl said.

Rose stopped rocking back and forth she looked at Melody. With sad eyes.

"My name is Rosalie. You can call me Rose though."

"That's a nice name." Melody said.

"Thanks."

Rose saw the violin on Melody's back. She liked the sound of violins'. They were always so soothing to her. She remembered the classic violin songs her mother would play for her and her brother on stormy nights. Her mother would make up stories that matched the violin music perfectly while her dad acted it out behind her. She remembered the look on her mothers face the night before that gruesome day. A face filled with love and sadness. As if she were saying goodbye to her dying baby girl. She remembered her mothers final words. "Stay strong for me my precious baby girl. I love you to the moon and back. Goodnight." She didn't understand why her mother would ask her to stay strong, until...

"You alright there?" Melody said.

"Hmm? Yeah I'm fine. I guess I got lost in old memories."

"I was just making sure you were alright. I'm kinda impressed. You seem to be perfectly fine after just watching that precious cinnamon roll get shot right infront of you. Makes me think that you've witnessed something like that before."

"You could say that."

"So... you got a place to stay tonight?"

"No." Rose sighed and put her head down.

"You could stay in my apartment if you want."

"No thanks. I've been through some bad experiences when it came to going to a strangers house. Besides, with the luck I'm having, you'd probably die or get extremely  hurt by tomorrow morning."

Melody rolled her eyes and smiled. "If you won't stay at my apartment, then how about a motel room? There's a pretty cheap motel about a quarter mile from here. I know the manager pretty well, so I could probably get you a room for free."

Rose thought for a minute. Looking as if she were completely spaced out. 

"Sure." she said. "Beats sleeping in an alley way."

After walking about a quarter mile down the road, Rose could see the motel. "Tortuga Motel. The coziest motel around." was pasted on a big billboard next to the road. It was a small little place with about 10 rooms. It looked pretty nice as motels go. The pavement looked like it had been redone recently, there was an air pump, and it looked completely inviting.

Melody signaled for Rose to follow her into the main lobby. (or however motels work. I've never been in one. Only seen it on TV) An old man waved to them and said, "Hello and welcome to the Tortuga Motel! How can I-" he stopped and stared at Melody for a second. "Melody? It's been a while since you've been here. How you been?" As they talked Rose took a good look at the old man.

The old man had a big, bushy, grey mustache. He wore a yellow Hawaiian shirt, tan kakis, a silver watch, and socks...with sandals. He had no hair on the top of his head and it was super shiny. He had round glasses and a wrinkly face. 

"Well that's good to hear. So, why are you girls here?"

"Rose needs a place to stay for the night."

"Well it's a good thing you came here. We have a bunch of empty rooms."

He led Rose and Melody to a room and unlocked it for them. "If there's anything I can get you to make your stay more comfortable, let me know."

He closed the door and walked away.

The room had one bed, a lamp, a bathroom, a dresser, a nightstand, and any other motel things. The carpet was a nice faded crimson color. The walls were red with fancy pink patterns. The bed was neatly made with four pillows and a cozy looking blanket. All in all, it was a pretty decent motel.

"This good enough for you?" Melody asked.

"Yes. This is fine." Rose replied.

"Good. Do you drink?"

"What?" Rose turned around to see Melody holding a bottle of wine and two wine glasses.

"Do you drink?"

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HEY GUYS!! Sorry for the no updates on this story! I've had writers block for a while now. Hope you guys liked it though. My friends have been begging for another chapter. So, yeah. I've got some pretty big plans coming up for Rose. Some major past reveals and such. Also, I know in past chapters I had made Rose's past different. So just THROW EVERYTHING YOU READ ABOUT ROSE'S PAST IN THE PREVIOUS CHAPTERS OUT THE WINDOW AND DON'T GO GET IT!!! I've probably got like 1 or 2 more chapters to write for this story. Maybe 3... cause I'm basically all out of ideas. If you want me add anything in the chapters or if there is anything you'd like to see PLEASE LET ME KNOW!! Inbox me or comment on the chapter. I'll try to add it in!! I love to hear from my readers so let me know how you think about my story. What you didn't like. If you like it make sure to follow me for more stories like this!! I have about 9 works. 4 of them are actually stories though. I should have a new one out soon. As I've probably mentioned in one my authors notes or one of my other stories. Well, hope to hear from you guys!! BOi!!1!!1

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