venus ;

news?

i haven't heard from rose since then. I tried calling her, looking for her everywhere. i asked her boss where she lived and after half an hour of discussing, he finally told me. i slept at her door step, i knocked the door, screamed her name. nothing.

i was trying to get used to this. to get used to this black hole, this empty void, this painful pain. she was gone, and i didn't know where. she could be anywhere and i drowned myself in vodka and tequila just because of that thought.

i broke those songs, i even burnt two of them. they aren't even finished, they're so full of bullshit, so damn stupid.

and I feel alone, most of all. my sister didn't understand, i just couldn't tell her what rose confessed.

until one afternoon.

that one afternoon.

it changed it all.

for good? maybe. who knows.

i don't anymore.

i received a phone call from someone that knew about rose, it was a girl. she knew where she was and she said she'd tell me only if i agreed to meet.

and so did i.

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a/n: i know this story lacks of logic and creativity and stuff, and i know i have like one reader, but i planned the ending a few days ago and it's yet to come. I love you.