Thriving

Part One.

Dead roses started to look like they were thriving with life. Dandelions were no longer just weeds, they were loved like flowers. Suddenly picking the petals from an oxeye daisy turned into reality, he does love her. She found the one, the one she wanted to be with. Everything that had gone wrong in her life suddenly started to disappear, she forgot what it felt like to be all alone, waiting for something to finally fill the emptiness in her heart.

. . .

"Is she the one?" he always questioned himself. He had never been with anyone romantically. He never knew what it felt like to be in love. She makes him happy, she makes even losing a video game better just by her presence.

. . .

She would do anything for him. Even if that meant jumping off a bridge, the cliche her mother would tell her.

"You're so in love with him, would you really do anything for him?" her mother sighed.

"Yes, I would," she said while the love poisoned her mind.

"Even a bridge?" her mom looked concerned.

"Yes," she said as she walked away.

Her mother knew this wasn't good, her brain is hooked and there's no coming back from that she thought. As the girl walked away she grabbed her bag and keys and walked out the front door. She opened the car door and put her bag in the other seat and sat down, then she started her drive to see the love of her life.

. . .

The boy cleaned his room, so the girl didn't see how messy he really was. He sat at his desk and started to plan out what they were going to do for the weekend, so that they weren't sitting around all day. He received a text, but not from the girl that was coming to see him. He received it from another girl he had been talking to. See this boy hasn't said anything to neither of them about one another. He had been leading on the one that was coming to see him, for months. All of the sudden fog started to roll in, the trees looked like lone silhouettes against a blanket of white, it was daylight, but it felt like it was the evening. They had a warning of a storm that night, but when the girl arrived, the sun was glistening against the glass windows and little sparkles of light made its way through. They spent four days together.

. . .

She had been so happy to be able to stay four days with him. They watched movies together, played games, went shopping, and ordered out a lot. The last day she wanted to cry, she wanted to stay with him, but she knew she had school the next day. She knew she had hold in the cry, so she went on her way home. Once she went up to her room she laid there and let out a sob. It began to pour outside, the rain started to splash against the windows of her room. It was a sun shower, the sun beamed through the rain and tried to show the bright side of things. She called him and that seemed to make things better.

. . .

"Hey," slipped from his mouth.

"I miss you," she said quietly.

"You just saw me an hour ago." he laughed.

They stayed on the phone all night, she woke up in the morning. The sun was faintly shining through the glass windows. She left her windows open, so she felt the gust of cold air. She ended the phone call and got ready to go to school. Her car wouldn't start, so she ended up being late to school. Everything started to go wrong and she didn't know why. The clouds hovered over her town for days like they were waiting to break open. While she was in School Thursday, she received a random text from him. All of the sudden she felt like she couldn't breath. "I found someone else," echoed in her head.

. . .

He didn't want to hurt her, but he did. He felt awful, he wanted to cry in class. He knew he messed up, there was no coming back from this. She had been the only one he knew that actually loved him.

"I'm sorry." He kept repeating to her.

. . .

Everything seemed to turn cold. The world went in slow motion and seemed like an neverending hell carousel for her. All her plants seemed to die off and there was always a lingering death smell. She wishes that he more upfront with the fact that he was talking to other people and made her think that he actually loved her. She felt like the world around her was ending. It felt like her mind and heart was a tornado full of mixed emotions. Everything she did reminded her of him. She could no longer love dandelions and she gave up on picking oxeye daisies, every time she saw them she would always step on them because that's what happened to her. She felt like her heart was just walked all over, like she was useless.