SYLUS: Rose

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

I glanced at the woman next to me, my ex Rose, smiling at Harley with that stupid look on her face. Harley appeared confused and god I wanted to wipe that look off her face because I really wasn't doing anything that might hurt her. 

"Sylus, what's…going on?" Harley asked. "Who is she?" 

"Harley—" 

Rose stepped forward, chuckling before I could speak. "Oh he didn't tell you about me?" Then she looked at me. "Common now, Sylus, that's not nice. You couldn't tell your wife about me? Aww, I'm hurt, sweetheart." 

"Rose!" Her mouth went shut at my tone. "Cut it off. It's not funny," I warned. 

Harley breathed. "Who is she, Sylus?" 

"Harley, I can explain. She—" 

"I'm the mother of his child," Rose blurted out, rolling her eyes. "HIs ex. Almost could have been a wife though."