Petals Position [ BoyxBoy ]

CHAPTER I

   Dawn Of The Pink Rose.

What he felt began as love, though as time flew by, all sparks began to fade. Something terrible was created with the lost hope. Hate, was the new element. The unavoidable emotion that broke not only his heart, but every worthy bone that sustained his mental health.

Or at least, that's what Dice Mason thought.

He found it ironic. Bones sustaining his brain. Though he meant they kept him strong and sane. It was actually quite the opposite. He thought they prevented him from becoming a fragile…petal. However, that was just what he needed. He needed to get back in control of his emotions.

And that's what petals did for him. But, that he did not know.

As a child, Dice always took an interest in rose petals. He found them to be artistic and full of countless emotions. Now that his heart was broken, he found them emotionless and useless. Just like he now found himself.

Somewhere deep down though, he knew that was a lie. He had to. If he didn't, all hope would be lost. The finality of happiness would never surface again. Everyone, everything, would be a lost cause. He just had to believe in the petal and himself.

His exaggeration of being emotionless has effected to his coworkers, friends, family, acquaintances and even his boss calling him the nickname 'Ice'. But that was all his doing. He would bark aggressively as anyone who called him Dice. He felt as though the 'D' represented desperateness, so he dropped it immediately.

He wanted to be just as heartless as each ex he had. Heartbreaking, merciless, unforgiving and cold. But he couldn't find it in himself to continue doing so. He went back to his normal self and finally accepted that his relationships not working was not his fault.

Though he began acting like himself again, the name Ice was the only thing he didn't drop. He liked it, it was a change, and that was just what he needed. Alongside his respect for each petal again. He found this the easiest task to do. He always had faith in the petal, he was just in denial. Denial, of a breakup, denial of himself and denial of the powers of a petal.