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“I know daddy.” Rose stood up, breaking free from her father’s loving embrace. Her legs proved to be shaky at first, and the blood beneath her skin still acted as if it were on fire, but it proved to feel more numbing than painful…like an icy-hot pack over her entire body. Finally stabilized, she ran her fingers through her now white hair before pulling off a hair tie from her wrist and put her hair up into a messy pony-tail.

“I lived with Joe remember? I grew up with him. It was him, me and mom, because you skipped out on your family all we had was each other.” She said, probably a little more venomously than was necessary, but she still held onto bitter feelings despite how many times she told Slade that she had forgiven him.

“When mom was killed, I left; I ran. Joe didn’t follow.” Her blue eyes looked downwards in an ashamed manner; something else she held onto with bitter feelings, but this time it was against herself.

“Can we just go home? I’m tired.” She asked, looking back up to her father’s masked face. It was an outright lie, and she knew that he probably saw right through her. Fatigue was the last thing that pulsed through Rose’s body right then, hidden beneath the continuous rush of adrenaline coursing through her blood stream. Had she not still been so mad at Jason, she would have just called him up right then and there to come pick her up and tear up the night like in instances before. But tonight she would go solo, she had a new body to test out now after all.