Broken Rose

Chapter 1: Me

"When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that's amore!" What is that? "When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine, that's amore" Where is that coming from? I get up from my bed with a huff. Slowly, I follow the sound of music around the apartment. The living room! I hurriedly run to the large window in my living room.

What is going on? I see some guy in a boat singing with a weird looking guitar. Wait, where is the street?! WHY IS IT A RIVER?!

"Hello, beautiful!" the man exclaims. "You and I, we were meant to be. We have been like the sun and moon. Always beautiful apart and the light of each other's world. Until now! We can be like the eclipse," he reaches his hand out towards the open window. "Together finally." With that, his smile turns into a sick sneer.

I step back from the window and hit a body. I turn and see the silhouette of a man. The last thing I see before falling are piercing blue eyes, dead and without emotion.

I wake up with a jolt. I can hear the pounding of my heart in my ears, my breathing is ragged. I put my hand to my forehead and wipe off a film of sweat. It's obvious that I need a shower. I attempt to get up only to sit back down. I'm too dizzy. I just need to rest for a couple of minutes.

After about five minutes, I get up and go shower. Stepping into the bathroom, I finally see myself in the mirror. My black hair is matted with sweat and tangled from sleeping. I pick up my hairbrush and see that my bracelet left an imprint on my slightly tanned skin from walking everywhere.

Despite my unruly appearance, I look into my blue eyes in the mirror and see the sparkle in them still. "Just shower already," I laugh at myself.

I shower and dress for school before heading to the kitchen to fix myself something to eat. As I cook, I play some music and dance along to the beat. Once my food is made, I sit down and eat and look over my Sociology homework.

Scaring me, my phone rings as my alarm flashes on the screen telling me to get on the way to school. I deem my homework acceptable, brush my teeth and head out, not before locking the apartment.

I go to a prestigious private school called Maple Lake Institute in my hometown of Ashby. Students from all over the state come to the school because their rich parents want them to be lawyers or business entrepreneurs. Many of the students have to board there due to the distance of the institute from their hometowns. I was lucky enough to be in the same town and in walking distance to the school.

Ashby isn't very big, but it is strangely beautiful. As I walk down the street, I take in the views of the town. I see the children coming out of their houses, waiting for the bus to take them to school. I see the parent's waving off their kids while they get into their cars for work. I see tired but happy adults going to work to make money for the wellbeing of their family. The beauty of families working in harmony.

I live alone in an apartment located downtown in Ashby. I was legally emancipated at 15 years of age after a fallout with my father and haven't been happier since. I managed to get a paid internship at a publishing company in the next city over where they pay me to basically read unpublished books and write about why I think they would prove to be a good book, movie or both. I am fully capable of living on my own except for one thing. I can't drive. Better yet, I don't drive. I walk to school and most anywhere else and I take a taxi to work and any place where I need to bring a lot with me, like the grocery store.

Turning a corner, I start to feel like someone or something is watching me. I turn around. No one. Weird.

I keep walking but at a slightly more hurried pace. Again, I feel someone's gaze on my back. This time I only turn my head slightly. Out of my peripheral vision I see the shadow of someone so I turn. Still nobody. There's nothing there.

Continuing at an even more hurried pace, I can finally see the school from where I am. Finally! That's when I hear a branch snap behind me. I don't think as I spin around to see what it was. Once again, nothing. You're just paranoid, Rose.

When I turn around I see the silhouette of someone before I'm hit. It's light's out.

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Hello! The first chapter is finally up! Yay! So, let it be known that I am not a very experienced writer so any pointers would be very much appreciated. Also, I know it isn't very long but it's the first chapter and didn't want to bore you with a step-by-step look into what Jessica does in the morning or ruin the cliffhanger. I'll be trying to put a chapter up every two weeks. The picture is of Jessica. Enjoy!

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~ S. Pearson