Blue Roses

Chocolate brown eyes stare down at the once happy young blue haired man. He without his rose is now powerless to control his own fate... When a petal falls then so does some of his life. The younger female was too powerless of his fate for she had only her own rose. She wanted so much to leave this hellish nightmare with him along side her. He told her he was alright... She could tell he was lying by the pain in his eyes .. If he hadn't given Mary his rose then he would be alright... He couldn't walk very much anymore but that's ok she'll stay with him until she feels the need to go... He begs her to keep going but she only wants to stay... With a heavy heart she heads to seek revenge for the once stranger that showed her kindness. She solves the prizes finds Mary's painting burning it to ashes she puts out her fiery to head out the door where she was going she didn't know for sure. Walking down the poorly drawn walk ways she never looked back silently wishing her friend goodbye. She walks into a building which brings back memories this is where she began. This is where she will leave ready to hop through a painting she hears a familiar voice yelling her name. She turns to where she hears the yelling seeing a sight she was hopping for. He was better and smiling at her walking to meet her halfway. As their eyes met he offers his hand. "The exit is this way." She thinks before grabbing his hand. "I knew you were a good girl, Ib." He said smiling down at her. She knew the real Garry was dead but she didn't care she only wanted to see him again.

At least this way she wouldn't be alone anymore she smiled at the thought.