It'd already been a week since Rose somehow came here. She had no problem with the house and all of it's contents. Plus she wasn't very curious about how she got here. What relieved me even more is that she wasn't very curious about the outdoors. But the only thing I cared about was being with Rose, and making her happy whenever I could. She was okay with me leaving her alone by herself whenever I need to leave for work. Just as long as I left her some food before I left.
Based on my imagination, she was only five years old. I debated with myself whether to call her Rose Patch or Simple Rose, but I simply resorted to just calling her Rose. Storms were a common thing around where I lived. Speaking of which, it was raining right now. It always broke my heart to see the poor filly get scared of the rain. No matter how many times I told her that it was a little storm, she always hid behind me or underneath a blanket.
We sat on the couch and listened to the rain. I felt Rose wrap her arms around my forearm, bracing herself for another lightning strike. The rain was practically torture to her. But I didn't know how to end it. I winced a little when another crack of lightning rumbled the house causing Rose to tighten her grip tighter than an anaconda.
But I couldn't blame her thought, she was young. I could feel her trembling over my arm. As much as I hated to do this, I managed to slip my arm out. Rose looked at me with a pleading look that stabbed me worse than a serial killer. But I only pulled my arm away so I could gently wrap it around her and pull her closer to me. I comforted her, rocking her back and forth trying as best as I could to calm her down.
Rose buried her face into my side. I held her tighter as I leaned my head backwards against the couch. My eyes closed as I began to think again. I began to think back on one of the songs I've heard before.
"This is not what it is, only baby scars. I need your love, like a boy needs his mother's side." I softly sang.
Wait, what? My eyes shot open as I caught myself. I looked down to see Rose looking up at me. Another bolt of lightning struck, but Rose didn't react. She only continued staring up at me, as I stared at her. I haven't sang in a while. A long while. But luckily it was only a small sentence and not the entire song.
"I didn't know you could sing." Rose said.
"Yeah, I uh, haven't done it in a while so, you're lucky." I chuckled.
Another bolt of lightning shook the house causing both me and Rose to jump a bit. I stood up and walked into my bedroom to grab my blanket and came back. Rose fluttered up allowing me to lay down for softly landing on me. I threw the blankets over us to where Rose's head was sticking out.
"Come on now, sleep through it." I said softly.
Rose nodded and snuggled herself into my chest before closing her eyes. I caressed her in my arms, trying to comfort her as best as I could before closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep along with her.
Two days later...
Today was a rough day at work. My legs felt sore, my back was killing me and I was fighting a massive headache. I let out a groan as my phone rang. I reached into my back pocket and pulled it out before answering it.
"Hello...? Yes I understand that Chad... listen he's the boss, I cannot lose..."
I stopped as I saw Rose laying on the couch, sleeping. She looked happy, and peaceful. Too peaceful to be woken up. A sigh escaped my mouth as I lowered my voice.
"I cannot lose this job Chad, you know that... Yes, I understand. Alright, I'll see you tomorrow." I grumbled as I hung up and set my phone down onto the coffee table.
As I tried to sit down as quietly as I could, Rose somehow managed to wake up just as I sat down. She yawned before looking at me and smiling.
"Hi Chris." She greeted.
"Hello little one." I replied with a grin. "What're you still doin' up?"
"Well, I was sleeping, I heard your voice in my dreams, and when I looked around and didn't see you, I realized you were home."
"Wait so, you woke up just for me?" I asked.
"Well, yeah!" She exclaimed.
Wow. She mentally and purposely regain her conscience just so she could see me. She yawned again before smacking her lips, trying to keep her smile.
"Go on, get back to sleep." I sighed.
"Aw, come on, you just got home." Rose pouted.
"I-I know that, but I do not have the energy for this. Please?"
"I'm not even that tired." Rose complained.
My eyes felt like they were burning out of my skull as I stared the TV. The mind controlling machine played nothing but reruns of the same boring shows that come on every night. It's very rare to find something good on television nowadays. I looked over to my right to see Rose sleeping soundly.
I couldn't help but think that she can't just sit there every night on the couch. I stood up and switched the TV off. I slid my arms underneath the small pegasus and picked her up in my arms, earning a few sleepy groans.
"Come on now." I whispered.
She rolled around in my arms as I carried her to my room. I tried to be as gentle as I could when climbing up the stairs. I turned around and pushed my bedroom door open with my back. The door creaked loudly as I stopped it with my foot, trying to keep my balance. I gently set Rose down onto the bed, before kneeling down and patting her on the head.
"Good night... sweetheart." I whispered softly before leaving the bedroom.
As I closed the door my heart stopped. Did I really just call her sweetheart? I mean, yeah I imagined her being my daughter and all, but she's only been with me for a week or so. My stomach ached as I already got that feeling that I was beginning to love the filly. But then again, what if she feels the same way about me? I shrugged the thought off and went back downstairs to the couch with a spare blanket in tow.
The couch was going to be my new bed for a while. Possibly anyways. Even thought it was slightly softer than my bed, it was small and I constantly fall off of it in the middle of the night when I'm not with Rose. That funny feeling in my stomach grew as well as my sleepiness. My eyelids became heavy from the exhausting day at work, and I felt like I was going to throw up because of my feelings for Rose.
In the meantime, I'd just have to sort everything out sooner or later. But I don't feel like I should worry about that at the moment. Because as I said before, as long as I've got that little filly by my side, I'm happier than I ever was before.