kill him.

Rose

"Rose. I'm going to name her Rose. Doesn't she fit it? Pure and romantic. That's what it means."
But as she grew, Rose realised that even if her mother told her what her name meant, that didnt represent her. She wasn't pure, not even romantic, and she knew it. But she was okay with it, she was actually pretty proud.

November,12,1992
The fallen dreary leaves were crunching under Rose's Dr. Marten combat boots as she fearcefully walked thru the lonely streets in New York, West Village. She was confident and strange in her own magical way. She was pretty, all the men were all over her, but she had to stay loyal to her date, the one that she had to meet up with.
She didn't really enjoy going out with this guy, Mike, but she needed it, for a long time she stopped going out, for whatever reasons.
"Hey, Rose, over here!" someone called for her.
"Oh, Mike, what a nice place! Shall we go in?" she said as she hugged him, looking at the luxorius restaurant he picked for their date.
"Yeah, figured you would like it. Let's go in, I bet you're freezing." he said as he slowly touched her waist, looking at her mesmerized
She hated when men did this to her, trying to go in for a kiss with that disgusting look on their ugly faces. But she was used to it. She knew how to handle it. While he was leaning in for the kiss, she slowly pulled his hand off of her, subtle, and dropped her purse.
"Oh, silly me! Hey, Mike, I think we should head in, it is actually getting pretty chilly."
"Ah, yeah...Sure. Let's get going."
While they were eating, Mike kept talking, boring, unfunny work stories. Rose couldn't care less.
"And I told him, no you can't. He ju-"
"Hey sorry for interrupting. I was just thinking, maybe after we finish this dish we can stop by my house a little? Hm? What do you say? I have a precious book collection I think you'll enjoy seeing." Rose said in a seductive voice.
He smirked.
"That sounds great. Why don't I get the bill?"
While they were at her nice apartment, Rose suggested to move on the couch to get to the action.
He took his pants off and started unbuttoning Rose's pretty red dress. Kissing passionately was making everything better, for a second Rose even forgot the purpose she brought him there for.
"You are so fucking hot. Let me treat you better than any other man ever did princess."
"Fuck me Mike, right now, I couldn't wait for this moment." Rose moaned while Mike was preparing to put it in.
And right in that moment, Rose slowly reached under the couch, picking up an axe and violently hitting Mike till the whole couch was dripping in his red, rose-like blood.
"AH.." Rose let out a moan while looking at the masterpiece. "I was waiting for this moment for so long."