Red roses of pain

The pains of the roses

Sorry for any errors you may find I have done this so I could improve and constructive criticism is welcome in moderation.

Kyle eyed the path before him,it wasn't as well kept as the main path but it would serve its purpose . He started his trek up the mountain path the wet grass softening his step. He held his head high as he made his way up the path the trees blocking the dying light of sun it gave the path a shadow of Loom as Kyle made his trek. His hair was in a wash back style a it no longer covered his eyes, his clothes where the best be had,a tee shirt and a pair of jeans in his had some flowers that he'd brought on his way, red roses. The where as red as any sun down could produces.the stood for his affection for the girl. Her name,Annabel, the name roll of his tong as if it was the sound of bells of a church ringing In the distance. Though he was only seventeen and in his last year of school, he could see it there future.Annabel's chocolate brown hair and blue eyes she stood out in a crowd she was beautiful if the word had physical form it be her.

Kyle's steps became slower as he walk his thoughts brought him back to his appearance.he wasn't all handsome but he wasn't ugly or disgusting he was normal in that department. Whipping is hands in his jeans as the courage he had shown slowly left him, if wasn't for that courage he had he wouldn't have been hear. Kyle stop slowly took a breath as his heart rate picked up more as he got closer to the top. The sun was setting fast like any race hours running the final leg of the race. He took a another breath as he set of again. The look out point at the top the mountain was where they had met it was when the sun was setting and the dark of night was soon them. He saw Annabel sitting there crying and approached her, they hadn't met but but that didn't stop him from offering her his jacket thing just pick up from there. Though as he thought of there meeting, the opening to the look out point came into view. The sky shon with orange and yellow beautifully. His eyes looked from side to side as he can up the small climb that it was to the peek. It looked out upon a valley below it was beautiful though his eyes where set on the scene before him. Annabel and the football captain James ,embracing the fingers Locked together and lips pressed up against each other. A pain bloomed in his chest as his heart crumbled before him. He couldn't tear his eyes away for a long period but slowly he turned away from them and made his way down flowers in hand like a cold dead weight the looked red for another reason for Kyle it was his heart that covered them. His trek down the mountain was long and cold as his body was freezing from the inside out the trees stop the dying Suns warmth from him as he felt the pain grow looking at the flowers in his hand, the forest was lush and unforgiving as he look up to the peek with sorrowful eyes and back to the dead weight he carted in his hand. Kyle lifted his and threw the the pain and flowers away. Though the money he had sent was more then the pain he felt so slowly he moved through the forest to find the dying flowers of his affection.

As he searched he stopped as the voice of the pair that pained his heart passed he was rooted to the ground frozen it place as they passed him there voices carrying though to him.
" did you get the thing" James spoke heartily as the had done this before the pain grew in Kyle's chest grew.
"Yea, he thought saying romantic lines and giving me flowers where a good way to start I had so many that I could become a florist" chirpily said as the messed around on the trail. " well you need something else" James spoke in a lower voice then before to imply what was needed. Kyle stood still over the flowers looking at there petals. Red of a broken heart he thought turning away from the flowers he walk down back to the path. It didn't take him long to reach his car the black convertible was hidden from sight. The colour resonated with Kyle as his heart was a black and dying venture. Climbing into the divers seat the sold lever adding no sort of comfort. His though where brought back to the voice of the girl of Annabel what had they gotten from me he thought. His thoughts where broken by his phone it was her. A message he thought darkly.
' sorry I can make it so
You know sorry but I think we should brake up.' Kyle looked at the message a long while as the sun no longer hung above dying as the black still night had taken the light and the warmth of the sun.
He wrote a shot reply, the pain In his chest grew as he sent the message that would end his first love or what he thought it to be.
'Ok' his breath stopped as he sent the message. Took a long time, but slowly he turned his key and drove home. It was quiet except the faint wiper that escaped the man that had his first love broken.
The night grew cold as the sun had disappear leaving the cold night to welcome the pain. The drive home numbed his heart and emotions as he pulled into the drive way of his house . He saw his mother cooking, a wishful smile crawled itself on his lips, he couldn't ruin so pulling his self together as he walk to the Victorian styled house. He did his best to hid the pain of what had happened and the following actions that came after as he walk into the house. Kissed his mother cheek as she greeted him. Slowly the pain left him that day.