Red Roses (Short Story)

Chapter 1

I've been wondering these past few days what will happen if the human die from too much thinking? Do they use their mind if they are in the middle of dying? Do they mind keep using their mind if they are suffering from something? And why they keep thinking? I want to help them to stop from thinking too much, like my mom. She kept thinking about money when I was young, so I helped her.I freed her from too much thinking.

"Excuse me miss can I sit here?" I look up at the guy standing in front of me.

"Well this is the only sit so would you mind if I sit beside you?" I just stared at him for 3 minutes wondering if he's thinking too. Then I noticed his eyes were on my breast. Well I can't blame him I have a nice tits plus I am now wearing a sea-though crop top and I pair it with ripped jeans and sneakers.

"I'd love too" I stated and sip my coffee well it's winter and coffee is the perfect drink for today.

"Thank you... I'm Dylan Foster by the way" then he lends his hands for a shake and I took it. I can say that he has a rough hand for a handsome face. He looks like a model I think he's about 6 feet tall and he has tan skin not like the other boys I saw earlier at the street and he have a proper cut. Is he at the army? Well I'm just going to ask.

"The name is Rebecca. Would you mind if I ask you something? "I said as I continue staring at his green eyes. There is something in his eyes that I can't explain for some reason.

"since you let me sit beside you feel free to ask anything Rebecca" shit the way he mentions my name it makes me do something about his mouth and I can't pin point what this kind of feeling.

"Well are you in the army? I noticed your haircut it seems like your serving our beloved country". I heard him giggled and said "Nope I am not actually this is the trend hairstyle here in South Carolina I guess you're new here huh wanna tour with me?. he asked with a slightly grin plastered on his face.

"Well I just move here yesterday sorry for asking a dumb question" then I rolled my eyes.

"what made you decide to move here by the way?.. it seems like, you're not here to take your vacation". he said.

"Actually, you are absolutely right. My aunt invites me here just to became a caretaker of her house she's actually taking her own vacation in Philippines" then I finish the last sip of my coffee.

"I'm sorry Mr. Foster but I've gotta go I need to arrange my things before I take my beloved tour here in Carolina."

"Wait... Would you mind to keep my number so if you are done with your things you can call me so I can give you a tour".

"Why are you so persistent? Is this a kind of scam here?" I suspected him well I can't blame myself for that.

"No, of course not. I just want to spend more time with you and tour you around besides you doesn't have any friends here so I consider myself your friend" then he smiled.

And I was shocked by his words. Really? We just met I he wan tot spend more time with me? What's wrong with the boys in South Carolina? Are they always like this? But he has a point I do not know this place and people so I just accept his offer and leave.

So I handed my phone to him and he accept it with a wide smile then start to save his number. He handed my phone back and said "see you again Rebecca" then he leave.

After a couple of hours I finished unpacking my things and decided to eat. I check my aunt fridge and great.Just great.... The fridge is full of drinks I mean water as in there is no anything to eat I just close it and open the cabinet hanging near the sink and great, great again. The cabinet is full of spider web.Just Great right.