Deathly Love

Strange

Rose's POV

My day started off as any normal day would, where I was running late for work and I was scrambling to get ready to go. My boss was going to kill me for being late. To be honest, he was getting very angry at me and was likely to fire me soon. I threw some clothes on and hurried out the door, heading to the graveyard close to my house. I normally kept my distance from it but it was the fastest way to get to my work. I'm a secretary at a high school. When I stepped foot in the graveyard, I noticed it was perceptively more creepy and the wind was just whistling, sounding like a high pitched whine. It blew through my long, dark brown hair, whipping it out behind me. The wind brought with it a sickly sweet smell. I suddenly felt light headed and sick to my stomach and was feeling like I was going to faint. The last thing I saw before I buckled was a hideous black cloaked thing carrying a sythe and I screamed.

Cloaked POV

I was making my usual rounds in the graveyard, when I saw a beautiful girl enter, she was hurrying, trying to get somewhere fast. She looked terrified, I sensed she was afraid of death and graveyards. The girl had long dark brown hair and light blue eyes and I instantly liked what I saw. I wanted to claim her as my own but I knew she wasn't even close to dying, I'd be selfish just to take her without it being her time to die. I was the grim reaper but I knew the limitations of being the carrier of death. I went up closer to her, bringing with me that sickly sweet smell everyone hated. She was obviously being affected by me because she looked like she was going to be sick or just collapse. She saw me just as she collapsed and screamed. It was a blood curdling scream. Even my ears didn't like it. I should have known she'd scream. I was most definitely creepy looking with my sythe and black hooded cloak. I sighed, always alone I was. Being the bringer of death was really starting to suck. She seemed okay, so I went elsewhere. I was being called to somewhere, because someone was close to dying.

Rose's POV

After what seemed like forever, I came too. The creepy cloaked thing was gone and I was feeling better. I slowly got up and gathered everything I'd dropped. "That was strange." I said out loud.

"What was?" A voice came from behind me. I jumped and screamed again.

"Uh, nothing." I said, turning around and facing the person who spoke. "Who the hell are you?"

My name is James." He introduced himself, sticking his hand out for me to shake. I looked at him suspiciously and then shook his hand. He was handsome with his black hair and light green eyes but I didn't know what to make of him.

"I'm Rose." I told him. "Listen, can we continue this conversation outside the graveyard? It creeps me out here?" I shivered.

"I suppose we could." He said with a smile.

"We started walking and I told him that I was in a hurry as I was very late for work. He told me that he'd walk with me there and that he had places to be after that but would be back at the end of the day. I found that strange, seeing as we'd only just met and now he was escorting me to work.

"What were you doing in the graveyard?" I asked.

"It's a good place to think." Was all he said. By this time, we were at the school and he said bye to me. I turned to say bye to him but he was gone already.

"Strange."I said again.