His Rose

#Chapter1Sequel to Heath.Heath and Hope are off to college in Toronto where their love is put to test. A brand new city with completely new people. And with all of this, comes new challenges and difficult hurdles that are waiting for them.Hope was able to escape from her demons and found love that gave her everything — warmth, protection and strength. She found all of this in a blue—eyed bad boy who swept her off her feet and didn't let her go.But while saving her, Heath forgot to save himself and now his past is catching up to him.Will Heath be able to cast away his fears, demons and insecurities? Will he able to find himself? Above of all will his Rose be able to save him from all of this just like he saved her?Maybe or maybe not. Afterall sometimes love fails and sometimes it wins.It contains swearing, graphic scenes related to violence and sex.*******Hope's POV"She was convinced that she could have been happy with him when it was no longer likely they should m

#Chapter3"Fuck, we've wasted so much water." He joked and my chest rumbled in laughter. Breaking myself out of his warm hold I turned to wash the remaining vegetables."I'm gonna be in the bedroom." He announced as he went into the bedroom with his phone pressed to his ear as I finished preparing the pasta.Heath and I were living together in an apartment. Alone. I knew things were bound to happen. I just don’t think I am ready to give myself to him yet, in that way. I was still getting used to the way his hands would roam over my body or the way his lips would explore my skin. The burning sensation, butterflies, and sparks felt a lot to me, and I didn't know what to do about that.My experience with men hadn't been good. I had seen my Dad hitting Mom, painfully hurting her both physically and verbally, and then other guys had tried to get their hands on me. All in all, a fear had settled within me because of being the victim of these incidents. All these occurrences had marked my

#Chapter5"Heath, are you okay?" I quickly rushed the question and also fisted the front of his hoodie into my hands in the hope of stopping him from leaving again."I'm fine, Rose." He smiled weakly, that it didn't convince me. His eyes instantly flickered away from mine, and I was confident that he was lying to me. What was the point of lying to me? He was supposed to share stuff with me. He didn't hesitate to talk to me about stuff before. What was the matter now? His hands were still on my shoulder and they were permeating tingles under my skin."Heath, where did you go?" I questioned him, and a loud sigh escaped his lips as it echoed into the quiet room."I went to the park… so that—" Despite his effort to keep me put, I sat up and grabbed his left hand in both of my hands. His hand was so big, and his fingers were long."Heath, just say it." I squeezed his hand, and his set of eyes fell on me for a second and then went behind the curtain of his eyelids."I...I was smoking H

#Chapter7Hope's POVI felt rough, callused hands run up and down my arm in a slow, teasing manner that permeated sparks under my skin. I skimmed my body to get rid of the feeling, but the touch was there. I hummed in irritation and buried my head into a hard surface. After a few moments, my ears picked up the continuous rhythm of someone's heart that was beating in a slow yet steady way. The sound felt soothing, and before I knew it, I moved my hand from under my head and placed it on the heart, feeling it drumming right beneath my soft palm."Rose," a voice entered my ears, and I didn't respond. My only focus was on the heartbeat that was putting me back to sleep."Hey, wake up baby." A thick arm wrapped around my waist and squeezed it, making me groan in frustration."No! Don't give me that sound. Open your eyes this second or there will be severe consequences." A warning rang in Heath's voice, and chills raced down to my spine as I got nervous. I wanted to sleep a little. Just

#Chapter9My anxiety levels hadn't kicked in yet. So far, all I felt was sparks, nothing uncomfortable. So I told him yes. Also, a part of me didn't want to stop him because I wanted to share all of this with the guy I solely love. There wasn't going to be anyone else. And no one could handle me the way he did. If it had been any other guy than Heath, he would have left me long ago because of my lack of interest in intimacy. It wasn't like I was a prude or anything. It's just— all my life, my parents were the only couple I grew looking up to. When I was a toddler, I loved how my dad would kiss my mom on the cheeks or rub her waist. Those sweet little gestures made me happy. But when things got rough, he raised his hand on her. I was afraid of even being in a room with a guy. Because I'd always fear that the only way they'd ever touch me would be a slap or something that would hurt me.But then Heath came. Surely he was all I wanted to avoid in my life. But as I grew to know him. I re