Roses

Rose's Death

Roses. The first thing I see on top of her coven. It's the first thing that comes to mind, when I think of her. She was my beautiful girlfriend, and my only friend. She's gone. There's nothing left for me. I remember one day, a month ago. We were walking to school, when she had stopped me to tell me something. Although she didn't tell me anything; instead she kisses me. Not just on the cheek, on my lips. The police had said that it was a suicide, but one that day, right after she had kissed me. she told me that she was going to stop cutting her arms and/or legs. Yes she had cut, she had scars all over her body, but, I still loved her, and she had loved me.

I sat at my desk. In the dark with only a little desk lamp on. I sat there, and tried to draw every detail of her face, and her beautiful red and orange hair. She wore these big nerdy glasses, and always had a tie on that would represent her feelings for that day. I just stared at the picture, and began to scream. No one would hear me, cause no one was home. I tried to scream her name, I tried to scream it and maybe, I would see her face, maybe I'd be able to just hear her voice, or smell her scent. Just maybe. I looked back at the paper. Ripping the paper wouldn't do anything. So I just sat there and stared at it, until I couldn't stop crying. I threw myself in the corner of my bedroom. I heard something drop on the ground next to me. I looked at it, and it was a blade, there was a bit of blood on it. I threw it, and started crying my eyes out, hugging my knees.

I woke up the next day to a knock at my door. It was my mother.

"Mist, I made breakfast if you would like to come down and eat something before you go to school." She said sounding a bit worried.

I felt like crying again, but nothing came out. I had to respond to her, so I tried to make her feel like I was ok.

"No, I'm ok, I'll pick something up at the cafe on the way to school." Although I lied. I really wasn't going to school, and I really wasn't going to go get anything.

When I thought she left. I threw a pencil across the room, grabbed a pillow, and scream into it. I then heard a sigh, and the door knob started to turn. I quickly got up and tried to lock the door, but I fell on the floor, and sat up before my mother came through the door. She just stared at me. I looked down at my legs, and tears started coming down my cheeks, onto my legs. It stung, and that's when I realized there is blood all over my legs. I was in a pair of underwear, and a baggy sweatshirt Rose had given to me before we started to date. I looked back at my mother, and saw that she was staring at my legs.

"Do you need to talk?" She said, with her voice sounding all shaky.

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out right away. I looked back down at my legs.

"I-I don't." I paused for a minute, and looked up at her, and saw that she is about to cry. "I-I don't. I don't remember anything. Nothing from last night." Tears stream down my face, and I hugged my knees. Hoping that all this was just a dream, that instead of me hugging my knees that I was hugging my beautiful girlfriend. That somehow, or someway, she was hugging me.

I really don't know what happened last night, I'm sure she would like a explanation about why I cut my legs up. She said nothing when she tried to hug me. I pushed her off of me. She looked at me with a cold face, and ended up leaving the room, leaving the door wide open. I looked up, and saw my little sister staring at me with tears running down her face.

I screamed, got up, and slammed the door shut. Cutting my arm wasn't a answer so, I got dressed, and had ran out of the room. I didn't go to school. I didn't go to the cafe. I went straight to the graveyard, and fell asleep right on her grave.

I woke up an hour later, and started to look around, to see if anyone was there. No one was there except for the guy who cuts the grass, and makes sure no one damages anything in the graveyard. I looked up and saw that the flowers on her grave where dead. So I pulled the ones I had gotten her out, and place them on her gravestone, I heard someone behind me, but when I looked behind me. There was no one there, but, I saw someone in the woods. They looked like Rose.

"Rose? Is that you?" I got up and they had ran away, I didn't have the energy to run after them, so I went turned back around to look at her gravestone. There was a note place right in front of my feet. So I grabbed it, and begun to read it.

"Dear Mist

I'm scared, I don't know what is going on, but apparently, I am dead. I don't know how, or why. I heard what the police had to say, that I killed myself. DON'T BELIEVE THEM! Please don't believe them. I remember, I was in my room when I heard something shatter on the floor. Someone grabbed me and pulled me onto my bed, and sripped me, doing awful things. The next thing I know I'm in a weird place. It was bright and thats when I figured out I was no longer alive.

Love yours truly. ~Rose.

I heard my name, so I looked up from the note, but no one was there. So I looked around some more, and I kept hearing my name, as it got louder, and louder, but there was no sight of anyone. Well there is that guy, but it was a girl's voice. Almost sounded like Rose's.

"No, it can't be, did she really give me this note?" I look around more, I look over at the guy as he's putting new flowers on a grave near me. He then smiles, and waves for me to come to him. So I threw the note down by my bag, and slowly walked over to him as he is holding which looks like a picture, and a note.

"Is this you?" He looks at the picture turning it around showing me it.

I look at it as the memories come running back through my head. "How did you get that?" I asked him looking at the picture remembering every detail of how that picture was taken.

"I found it at the edge of the woods over by that angle gravestone. Why? Is there something wrong?" He asked almost sounding worried like.

"Oh, no it must of fell out of my pocket while I came in. Thank you" I look at him, and gave him one of the most biggest fake smiles I can make.