She walked passed me wiping her face and going to my room. I stood on the stairs and all I could picture was her with him. After a few moments I went into my room to see if she was packing. She was sat on the edge of my bed crying. Seeing her cry broke my heart, seeing anyone cry hurt. I sat down on the bed next to her which caused her to stand up. She wiped her face quickly.
"I'm sorry. I'll get to grabbing my things." She started to look frantically around my room. I grabbed her arm to stop her.
"Rosie slow down."
"You told me I need to leave and get my things. I'm sorry I didn't start yet I just." She tried pulling her arm away to try to find all her things.
"Rosie stop."
"Don't call me Rosie, it's the name you use when you care. You made it clear, caring isn't an option anymore."
"You got over me sleeping with girls didn't you?"
"Yeah but you never slept with my best friend did you?" I looked at her. The answer was clearly no. "Sleeping with a friend is worse than anything you did. I'm in the wrong. All I ever seem to do is ruin your life. So you're right, us there is no us." My grip on her arm released and she picked up her things.
After a few minutes of grabbing things she was gone. Weeks went by and she didn't speak to me, or mention me. Nothing she did had any concern with me anymore. She was still everything to me. She would always be something. I needed her to know that I cared. I only knew one way that would actually make a difference.
I got up from my desk and ran to my car. I raced to the store and grabbed two roses. I had them tied together with red ribbon and a little note. "I still love you." I pulled up outside her house and watched. I waited to see if she was there thankfully I saw no movement from inside so snuck up and placed the roses on her porch and ran back to my car.
I was about to drive off when I saw her walking up the street. I hid from her sight and watched her. She reached over and picked up the roses. She slowly opened the note and read it. She turned to look to see if anyone was there and walked inside. I watched her through her windows. She placed the roses on her kitchen counter and pulled out her phone.
I looked at my phone to see if something was going to come through but it didn't. She then disappeared and I didn't see her again. I realized that sitting there waiting for her to do something was insane. I left and headed back home. My phone was blowing up by the time I had put my car into park.
"@droppingRosie: The collection continues to grow."
"@droppingRosie: No not of art. I'm not working on anything right now."
"@droppingRosie: Unless being in love is working on something."
"@droppingRosie: In that case I'm working 24/7."
"@wroetoshaw: @droppingRosie you're too busy trying to break into Ethan's flat to be working"
"@droppingRosie: @wroetoshaw I was not breaking in! You all decided to lock me out!"
"@Behzinga: @droppingRosie @wroetoshaw It was just banter."
"@droppingRosie: @droppingRosie @wroetoshaw Banter my ass. Fuck you all. We aren't friends anymore."
Why was she spending the day with my friends and talking to them? That answer was easy. It was because I had told her to stay away from me. I was doing the things she had done to me. We were both ticking time bombs. We were always waiting for the next one to go off. Then once a bomb had blown up it was waiting for the next one. We were a living mine field.
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FanficWhen you lose yourself within someone do you hold on or let go? Rosie seemed to have that problem the day she met Simon.