Chapter 3

Roseanne's pov:

Ida. This name, it sounds familiar.

"You said Ida." I was surprised.

"Um, hmm. You look surprised. Have you seen me before?" Ida said the last sentence a bit awkwardly.

"No. This name of yours just sounded familiar. I actually have to get going. I'm in a hurry. Take care Ida."

She was pregnant and more over she looked exhausted and pale. I wanted to make sure she will be fine.

"Thanks Roseanne. I will. Bye."

How the fuck did I forget that I had to look for Margot. Oh shit! What if something happened. Oh luna how can I be so careless about Margot. Wait, wait. Luna? What is happening to me? I never said words like oh luna. Things are changing about me without my conscience. My ability to run more than I can, and those eyes I saw yesterday, those sounds. I am going crazy. These are the consequences of reading stories 24/365. Those supernatural stories and all that.

I called Margot and thank

goodness she was safe and sound at home.

"I'm sorry Maggie. I totally forgot to check up on you. I was at the hospital but then I got distracted." I said hugging Margot.

"You got distracted?" Margot said raising her eyebrows.

"Yes. I had to help someone so I just forgot about you. I'm really sorry."

"Its okay Rose. You were there to help someone anyway. I thought you had some personal business. Should I know something?"

"Definitely yes. I want to cook for you today. This is something you should know. What would you like to eat?" I truly felt bad for forgetting about Margot.

"I would go for some Chicken wings and brownie with icecream."

"Have a two hour nap and then come down."

I helped Margot go to her room and made us wings and brownies with icecream.

"You sure can make the best food in the world." Margot said licking her fingers.

"Thank you."

Its rare because I don't really cook for others. I sure cook best but I only cook for others when I feel guilty and apologetic. Oh damn! Ida. I remember. Mom and dad were talking about Ida showing up when everybody thought she was dead. Why is everything so complicated recently?

"Hey Maggie. Does mom and dad know someone named Ida?"

"I- I- Ida?" Margot said stammering and she clearly knew who Ida is. Her expressions were blank and she was clearly shocked.

"Where did you see Ida, Roseanne? Do you know her? Was she the one you helped at the hospital? She was pregnant. Did anything happen to her child?"

"Umm yes. But how did you know she was pregnant? Even mom and dad were talking about her the other time."

"I'm sorry Roseanne. I want to rest. I'm having headache."

"Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

"No. No need. I think proper rest will do." Margot smiled faintly.

"Sure. Call me if you need anything." I said kissing her cheeks.

I wanted to overhear the conversation but I felt I shouldn't hear something I don't know full story about. I waited for many years for answers and I think I can wait a little more. Without thinking anything I ran from home. I don't think I have an actual home to be honest.

Inside Margot's room

"She met Ida. Roseanne met Ida Mary. You were right. Ida is alive. How could she be alive when the witches killed her? This isn't going to end well Mary."

"Margot don't let any stranger go near Roseanne. She can't know any of this. Keep her safe, please. Jeorge and I will come soon."

I ran as fast as I could. What can I not know? This feels like some kind of trap that I'm in. I am their family, their daughter. Why are they hiding everything from me? I am going to find out everything on my own.

I went hospital as soon as possible to look for Ida. Who is she? I need to reach her. She can help me find answers. Just when I was looking for Ida I saw a familiar face.

"Harold?" What was he doing here?

"What are you doing here Roseanne? Weren't you at the camp?" He sounded curious.

"I just had some business. What about you? Are you hurt or?"

"Business. I too had business here." What business could he have here?

"Um excuse me. The pregnant girl you're looking for left hours ago." The receptionist told us.

"She left?" I snapped.

"Why are you so warmed up?" Harold said curiously. "Do you know her?"

"You mean Ida?"

"Come." Harold dragged me by hand and took me to parking area.

He eyed me gesturing to tell about all the scenario.

"What?" I said rolling my eyes.

"How do you know Ida?" Harold was soft.

"I helped her."

"Was she injured?"

"She was. She's pregnant and she was on the verge falling. That's when I saw and helped her admit here."

"Was she badly injured?" By any chance could Harold and Ida be related? Her accent were as thick as his.

"She was exhausted and pale. I guess she was lacking nutrition. She had no wounds. They said her baby was fine."

"Thank you Roseanne. Thank you for helping her."

"Can I ask how do you know her?" I was curious.

"She is my little sister." He signed.

"Oh. Umm. By any chance could we talk somewhere?" I asked Harold.

"Let's go."

Harold suggested we go and talk inside his apartment. I had to agree because it was the safest place at the moment. How everything changes in an instance. My parents aren't the person I thought they would be.

To be honest, I never imagined them to be honest with me. I really hate it when someone lies, it can never do any good. You have to stick to truths. No matter what the situation is, truth will never do any harm comparing to lies. Truth and lied can never be compared, NEVER.

The whole drive was silent. I had so many things I wanted to ask Harold but I wanted some peace in my head before the chaos that was coming my way. I can feel that Harold had answers to my questions.

"Here we are." Harold said breaking the silence and waking me up from my thoughts.

He parked his car in the basement. Damn! His apartment was amazing. It was marvellous and beautiful and it was no less than a mansion. Everything was perfect. He was perfect.

"This is beautiful." I said gawking at his apartment.

Harold waved his hands infront of my face. "Hello? Where are you lost?"

"What?" I said facing his kitchen. Why was he so close to me? And my heart, why was it beating so fast? I could feel his intense gaze at me. My face and my body were giving in to his touch. My face was hot and red. My cheeks quickly reddens when my heart beats fast for someone, someone who my heart thinks is special.

"I said hot drinks or cold drinks and why are your cheeks red? Are you blushing? " He smirked on the last part. His voice was even sexier when he asked me.

"Water".

"What?"

"I said I will go for water." I said rolling my eyes.

Goshhhh he was somewhat stupid. Stupid hot. Stop it Roseanne. I said to myself.

"Here. Let's sit and talk." He handed me water and we sat on the sofa.

"I will go first." Harold nodded.

"So what's your name"?

"What"? Harold laughed. I glared at him. "That's funny. My name is Harold."

"I meant your full name."

"Harold Green Rhinelander. And what about yours"?

"Roseanne. Roseanne Bailey."

He stood up when I said Bailey.

"Bailey?"

I nodded. "By any chance do you know Mary Bailey and Jeorge Bailey?"

Harold looked shocked. His jaw dropped and he stared straight into my eyes. Why is everyone acting suspicious?

"Look if you are just going to stare then I am going to spare myself and leave." I said a bit harshly. I rose up from my seat to leave.

"I do. Come, come here."

I sat back on my seat.

"I do know them. My family and your family are allies. They are one of those in powers. Yours and mine."

"So are you guys into mafia or something or business partners? Like allies and all that."

"So you don't know what they do or what are they?"

"What do you mean what are they? They are people. Obviously." I knew something was suspicious and odd with my parents.

"I don't have any permission to tell you anything so you might want to ask your parents about this."

"But-." I was cut off by Harold.

"See Roseanne there are things that I think you should be aware of. You deserve to know everything from your parents."

"I don't know what to say." I sighed.

Harold came and cupped my face. "I am here by your side. You can count on me."

"On what basis Harold? Why should I trust someone I only met some days ago when my parents have been lying to me my whole life. I don't know who I am or what I am. I don't want to trust anyone."

"I understand. Do you want to call them?"

"I should. I want to know everything or else you can take me to them. You obviously know where they are."

"I do but I don't think its safe there. You should call them here."

Harold was soft which made me wonder what were they hiding. I wanted to go along with his idea.

I called my parents and they were as desperate as me.

"Thank god Roseanne you are fine. Margot and we were so worried about you. Where are you? Why did you leave?" My mother said in one go without even breathing.

"I'm fine mom and right now you are only going to hear me. Is dad there? Hey dad?"

"Yes sweetie."

"I am with Harold, Harold Green Rhinelander."

"Ha- Ha- Harold?" My mother stammered.

"Greetings Mr and Mrs Bailey. This is Harold here. Roseanne's here with me."

"Did you hear about Ida Harold?" My dad asked him.

"I did. I was at the hospital and that is where I found Roseanne." Harold said looking at me.

"I just wanted to make sure she was fine. She was pregnant and not looking good. She was lacking nutrition but her baby was absolutely fine. It was strange but she is fine so that's all that matters."

"Thank you for checking up on her and helping her."

I just nodded at Harold.

"Mom, Dad. You guys should get your ass here and explain everything to me or else-" I couldn't even complete the sentence when my father spoke.

"We are coming Rose. Don't go anywhere, please. Harold keep her safe and be with her."

"Yes. I'll." Harold replied and ended the phone call.

"So were you with her the whole time?"

"Yes. I didn't feel like leaving her. I wanted to be by her side if anything happened. I thought I could be of use."

"Thank you for being by her side." Harold said looking at me with the softest eyes.

"Your welcome. Umm Can I take a nap Harold? My head's going to burst."

"Okay. You can sleep. I'll make something when you wake up."

"I can sleep here in couch. I don't want to go anywhere."

"Okay."

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