Of Art and Roses (Ib Reader Insert prt. 3)

   Well, the other way better turn out better. You definately weren't going to leave him here. I mean, there are millions of stories with indeendent and strong female leads. That did not exactly apply here . . . I mean, you could definately take care of yourself, but in a place like this?

You slowly stood up, keeping your eyes on the body as you walked away with Ib. She seemed to be a little more focused on what was happening, whereas you were kind of, almost daydreaming. So, she managed to get ahead of you.

   You kept a slow pace, peacefully walking, when a random, partially closed white rose opped out from a small crack in the wall, the petals uncurling slowly as it hovered right in front of your face.

  "OH MY . . . . . T-that is a rose." You said, surprised. No shit. You thought, thinking about how stupid that sentance must have sounded. You looked over to see that Ib had kept on walking as if you hadn't said anything. Then, when you side-stepped away from the white rose, Ib turned back to you and said, "Coming?" in that tone of hers that had barely had any emotion.
"Y-yeah!" You said, slightly embarrassed. You then quickly grabbed the rose out of the crack in the wall. The rose was now fully opened and seemed to glow in the room. You set it into your hair as you walked up behind Ib, curling the stem around your ear. It probably wouldn't stay there long, but you'd think about where else to put it without ruining the petals as you went on.

  You both walked through the door, and weirdly, the first thing you noticed was the notes on the wall. Honestly, that seems like a pretty boring thing to notice, but you never now. (Because Chaoticmonki/Cryaotic/Cry taught me that "nobody ever knows shit". :3 )

  You kept an eye on Ib as she walked u to the note closest to the door, while you walked over to the other side of the room, not really caring about the notes anymore. /Needed to check for 'things" y'know? 

  "When the rose . . . something, so too will you . . . something, away." Ib read out loud in a slight whisper, though loud enough so that you could hear her. What?

  ". . . Let's keep checking the room." You said, slightly creeped out, while glancing up at the rose on your head the best you could.

   WAIT.

  DIDN'T IB HAVE THAT RED ROSE, TOO?

  WELL DANG.

  You went up to check the rest of the room like you had planned to do and noticed something on the floor. Rose petals. Prett blue ones, actually.You shakily advanced. More rose petals. Another  ste forward. Blood. BLOOD? . . . Another, very shaky step forward. More blue rose petals and a sign on the wall that read, "The Blue Lady" . . . That didn't sound good, especially since there was no painting there. You immediately ran back to check on IIb, and ran over to her, pulling her into a side hug as you both walked into the next room.

  At first when you walked into the room,you just saw the boringly coloured wall in front of you, but then you both turned your heads to see more of the . . . blue rose petals.

         You walked slightly ahead of Ib, and you both looked around the corner only to see another woman in the painting, this time wearing a blue dress.

                                                The Blue Lady.

  She was picking the petals off of what used to be a beautiful, beautiful full-bloomed blue rose. But now it was missing almost all of the petals, and was in a mess. Though the woman's attention soon turned to the both of you, and came crawling towards the both you quickly, making that horrible hissing sound that sent shivers down your spine. You pushed Ib into the other empty space of the room, and tried to get the Lady's attenton on you, then signalled for Ib to try and grab the rose. TEEEEAAAAMMMMM WOOOORRRRRKKKK.

   While the Lady was busy trying to claw her way at you, also cornering you, Ib was triumphantly holding up what was left of the blue rose with a smile. A smile. The first time you had seen her smile, actually. Well it's certainly true that flowers can make a girl happy. *CoughCough* Bad "flowers from your boyfriend cliche" joke. *CoughCough*

   You grinned. "Go get the door and I'll be there in exactly two seconds!" You said, turning your attention to the woman who was closing in on you. You raised your leg, and kicked her right in the face. There was only one thing you though as you ran away from the Lady who was now clutching her bloody nose in pain. 

                                 "Damn that felt good!"

     You quickly ran out the door with Ib, who was still protectively holding the blue rose. Though, barely even a second later, The Blue Lady smashed through the window. You quickly ushered Ib towards the door, looking back at the angry woman with a blood splotched nose, in which some of the blood also trickled down to her mouth, so whenever she hissed she spit out blood. It was a truly horrifying sight. One of the things that makes you want to just cry, and sickening enough to make you want to vomit.