PROLOGUE
I let my head slump back against the hard wood wall and closed my eyes. It had been raining today and the sky was overcast. Ironic considering what had just happened. My bum was getting soaked but I didn't care, I just wanted to scream but I had to keep strong. That's what he wanted. Eurghh, I can't even bear to say his name. When I thought about him it was like sharp daggers were scraping down my arm, tearing my skin and making me bleed; I began to groan hoarsely and a tear started to slide down my cheek, filling me with sadness. I couldn't be strong any more. I let out a scream that hurt my own ears. It didn't matter though; there was no one for miles. A flock of crows took off from a nearby tree cawing loudly.
The roses lay by my side, a stark pink in contrast to the gloomy browns and greys that surrounded me in my shed. Dredged with water now, they sat there limply, held together by a thin aqua blue ribbon. They were my only happiness now, the only thing left to bring back our memories. A note was attached, it simply read ‘Baby you don’t have to worry, I’ll be coming back for you. <3’
I let out a sigh and lurched to my feet. I stumbled over to the door and opened it letting in a ray of light that hurt my eyes. As my eyes began to adjust I looked out again at the beautiful scenery I had found ten years ago now when I was six. I loved this place, I loved the green fields and the bright flowers and the dark trees that sheltered me from the cold rain. I wouldn't want to live anywhere else. I walked over to my bicycle, my knees weak. I picked up my tatty bike from where I had dropped it, climbed on and rode off to my workplace, tears streaming down my face.
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Red Roses in the Shed- Niall Horan Fanfic
FanfictionWhat is life? They say it's from B to D. From birth to death, But what's between B and D? It is a "C" and so what is a C? It is a choice. Our life is a matter of choices, Live well and it will never go wrong. The shed is my saviour; it keeps me san...
