IT 'Tis But A Rose PT3

Chapter Three: (Rocha)

It 'Tis But A Rose Pt 3

I turned around to see Randal- with a

flashy grin on his face.

"Thought I would just talk to you, it seems

that you're the only sane person that is

around" he says as he twirls the deep

crimson rose in between his very own

capable hands.

He walks over slowly with precise steps.

The sunset was a lovely mix -a huge

kaleidoscope of purple, orange,

and gold.

He walked out of the Rose House.

Away from the arch there where the Roses

intertwined in some intricate patterns.

I braced myself for his not so expected

presence.

"So you decided I'm the most sane person to

talk to, well if you must know everything my

father said nonetheless- is true" I said to him

turning my attention to a stray firefly.

"Victoria is different with me certainly she

must not be all that bad- maybe all that

Brandy got to his head being an avid

drinker" he stated.

I just look at him, observing his languid

movements.

"You must not have heard the phrase drunk

men tell no tales if anything, I know my

father is a cowardly drunk who speaks

truth of anything" that was my response.

"Honestly the woman in there that is married

to my father is a prime example of what you

will be dealing with in a few years" he scoffs,

at my statement.

"I don't think so, sure she is not the sweetest

and no I'd have no problem admitting it" he

said, deep in thought tossing a petal.

"The question is I know I'm the sane

person here, but are you- my own

father is pretty much telling you

how she is and you're still trying

to get my father's blessing"

I said looking at him ironically.

"So I guess you and her don't quite get along

at all do you?" he stated, curiously.

"Precisely, through no fault on my end as a

matter of fact she would be downright livid

if she saw me talking to you that's how she

is" my body leaned against a mossy oak.

"You don't understand her, like I do Rocha"

he trails off, plucking a petal off the rose.

"Yeah, and no doubt my father understands

his wife too and look at him now- he just

despises her and hides behind a bottle"

was my retort to his statement.

My eyes closely observed the rose he held in his hand so cautiously.

"Take a pretty good look at that rose

it's pretty isn't it just imagine closing

your fist around the thorns imagine it

just gets embedded in your skin" I said

to him walking over to him closing his

hand around the rose.

He winces a little in response at my

abrupt pressure on his hand.

I looked as the thorns pierced his hands,

watching as a little of the crimson blood

dripped.

"Beautiful, that's all you could see in that

rose until I used it to inflict pain on you-

you're looking at her through rose color

glasses" I continued, as my hand slowly

released his.

"She is beautiful like that rose alluring

and full of life but handle her or rub

her the wrong way she'll inflict pain

on you whether it be physical or mental"

I continued, as my mind was just leading

to the back door that I came from.

"Your best decision would be to do exactly

what my father told you, that would be to

step away from this situation and just

take some time- a lot to think about it

to just think it all over" I said adamantly.

"Who cares, I didn't come outside to talk about

Victoria that was will work out itself " he replied, sharply.

"Besides, Rocha it's just a rose nothing more

yes I do agree, she is like a rose but I love her

despite how she is at times- now what about

you ?" he asks, lifting one brow.

"It Tis' but a rose is what your mind tells

you and so you are inclined to believe it,

so let me tell you the moment someone

shows you who they are believe them"

he momentarily looks on in shock at

my statement.

"You want his blessing and he may give

it anyway, once his wife nags him- so if

you're worried about that -don't he will

change his mind soon no doubt "

I said reassuringly.

He sighs, deeply "You know this is actually,

the first real conversation we've had and it's

always been you leaving the house- so we

never had a chance to speak"

"But it be a shame if I marry into this family

and not know not a single thing about my

sister in law" he says discarding the rose.

"So forget about Victoria I've got that all sorted

out anyway- what about you you've hardly even

spoke or said anything at all you know, at

the dinner table you were so quiet" he

replied, a serious look on his face.

"There isn't much I could say except the same

as what my father would've said" I retorted.

"I'm just asking as it seems nobody

asked you how you felt you looked

miserable" his voice took on a more

concerned tone.

"I didn't want to be there, I felt that I didn't

belong there no more than the maids in the

room like a decoration or centerpiece" I

responded.

"I'll make sure it's much better for you next time" he gave a reassuring smile.

"Well if you must know about me- I'm eighteen

a Capricorn, favorite color green, and I love

to roller skate and I prefer Pepsi over Coke"

I said laughing.

He couldn't help but laugh at my last statement.

"Well then I'm a Sagittarius, favorite color red,

age twenty love to dance, I'm a Coke person"

we both bursted into laughter.

He takes out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off his hands.

Surprisingly, to my observation none of it got on his white clothes.

He looks at the rose house garden

admiring it as I walked by closer to

the big back entrance of the house

where the maids usually entered.

He walks over to me abruptly, " Leaving already,

so you're headed back for another episode of

Dynasty" he says mockingly.

I laughed at his very statement holding

my stomach in pain, I winced reminded

that my body was still sore from that

beating.

He looks at me a bit concerned, as

frowned a little in pain.

"Are you okay, you probably should really

get that checked out" he says looking

at a bruise on my arm as he lifted it up.

"Or you could just stop making me laugh

that would help a whole lot" my eyes had

frowned at the bruise on my arm that was

there dark purple.

I stood there eavesdropping by the door

hearing Viola berating the maids.

All you can hear is by yelling coming from

Viola...

"You guys better not mention a word of

this to anyone if this gets out to anyone

you'll indeed feel my wrath" she yelled.

"Nobody is going to say anything our loyalty

is to you" said Ms. Avlon.

Someone snickers.

"Is there something funny boy?"

"Uhn-uh see Mrs.Viola more like Ms. since

your husband mentally and physically ain't

here- when you address me you say she or

girl" says a voice.

I realize it is Merlot who is back sassing Viola.

"But you're not a girl you are a boy Merlot" said

Viola.

Randal comes by to eavesdrop....

"You're not a woman either, but I

have to address your behind as

such you are a witch- you ain't

gotta worry about me telling

about your barely functioning

family... Oh yeah, you can fire

me if you want to but I know

that I'm the only best gardener

you've got" I had pulled my ear

away from the door laughing.

I put my ear back to the door.

"Oh yeah, your daughter is a dummy tell her

stop saying moor-lot it's pronounced moor-

low all the prestigious schools and Victoria

still stupid" he said before storming off.

"That's it you are fired, anyone want to join him!" she yelled.

He brushes my arm with another rose teasingly

in reaction I laughed again.

"Owww, that was mean and was unnecessary

after I just told you it hurt to laugh" I had

complained.

"Then get it checked out then, and stop

pouting Rocha" he laughed valiantly.

"Or you could just stop doing that you

little pompous imbecile" I retorted, still

laughing despite myself.

He laughed at my insult, "Who are you

calling a imbecile, is that the best insult

you can muster to pour from that mouth

of yours- I should poke your sides so you

can yelp in pain again"

I laughed and looked thoughtfully at the faucet....

I looked over at the outdoor faucet and turned

on the hose, turning it on him sending a huge

stream of water right in his direction.

It soaks him instantly, soaked from head to

toe he sputters in reaction to the cold water.

He runs over in a attempt to pry it from me,

as I stood there laughing at him uncontrollably.

The hose jerked left and right the

blast then hitting some Azaleas

sending petals flying, Poppies,

Jasmine's, Oleander and some

Lavenders it then had struck the

dome shape structure on which

the roses grew that made it the

Rose House Garden.

The water blasted the back door....

Someone came right through the door

the intense blast knocking the person

to the ground it was Viola.

As I stood there stunned by what I just saw

he snuck me with the hose.

When Victoria got up screaming, we look to

see her garden was a mess.

"Mrs. Avlon go -go get Merlot!" she screamed to the top of her lungs.

"But you had fired Merlot you know that" Mrs. Avlon said, she ran for Merlot going back inside.

"Tell him I will rehire him and raise his pay if he can straighten all of this!" she yelled.

Randal and I rushed back inside the house while

Viola screamed my Azaleas over and over....