Dustin growled at her. Blinking as the evil smirk was on her face. That was definitely NOT his Rose. His Rose even when they first met had never smirked like that. He saw the note and picked it up. His feet bare so he flexibly used one. Pocketing it after quickly reading it. Frowning a bit. Worry lanced through him. He scowled and looked at Lola. He glares at her. "You are NOT Rose. Rose does NOT eat because she is afraid to! You ate all my food. Rose doesn't have your color eyes either!" He says. "Besides..." he growled as she pulled his t-shirt toward her. His lightweight form not able to keep from budging slightly. "...you are not Rose! You are acting like a slut and Rose would never act like a slut!" He says in an angry yet sexy growl. Grabbing her wrist and wrenches his shirt free. He pushes her away from him so she ends up lightly on the floor.<br/><br/>"I am tying you up. If Rose is hurt your going to jail. Understand?" he was shaking in a mixture of fear and pure rage. He takes sheets and uses them to hog tie her up. Stuffing a washcloth in her mouth. "Now be a good evil slutty Rose wannabe and stay there. I'm going to find the REAL Rose and make sure she is okay." he says. Taking the keys to his room and slams the door shut. Locking it securely. Rushing towards the third floor. Taking a back way so no one saw him. He looked for the room and practically busted the door down with his body weight. Looking around for her frantically. Seeing her hand poking out of the shadows he rushed over to her. Delicately and tenderly scooping her up in his arms. Holding her to his chest. Gothic clothes or not his sexy torso showed. "Rose...be okay. Don't you dare think about dying on me." he says worriedly and lovingly. Carrying her like a damsel in distress towards their room. He shifts Rose and opens their bedroom door.<br/><br/>Blinking and sends daggerish looks at Lola. Laying Rose tenderly on his bed. "Your going to jail evil bitch." he says. Dialing the cops and tells them what happened. Mentioning their location, what Rose looked like and held Rose tenderly in his arms. Glaring venomous daggers at Lola. "I hate you." he says with sharp tones. He rocked with his beautiful Rose in his arms.