🌹Rose+Thorn🌹

Short story long

I was sat on Miss Baker's shop desk, stuffing my face with the candy she'd gave me. We were deep in conversation, me spilling about everything that had happened between me and Monty and how I felt. She seemed sympathetic towards me.

"So, are you two dating now or what?." She asked as she threw her apple core in the bin. I sighed "No, I don't think so. There's no pressure though, I mean, we're still young." I answered, shrugging. She nodded "I wish I'd had the same mentality, me and my ex husband were in highschool, things seemed so rushed. We got married and had Hannah by the time we were like thirty." She said, waving her arms about.

"I'm not sure me and Monty will get married, even if we last, he's not the marriage type." I chuckled, finishing the candy. I looked at the clock on her wall and sighed again. "I'm guessing that's your queue to leave?" She questioned with a smile.

I nodded "Unfortunately, yes." I replied, putting my bag back on my shoulder and hopping off her counter. She gave me a warm hug and looked me in the eyes "It'll be okay, don't stress yourself out." She whispered to me and I smiled.

I was soon out of the shop and back on my way to school. I really did enjoy my lunch times with Miss Baker, she always made me feel comforted. I often felt strange though, I didn't want to take Hannah's place and seem like I was the replacement. I shook the thought out of my head and walked into the gates.

The lot was crowding, a massive circle formed around the weekly fight. I shook my head and began to walk off until I heard who it was. Of course it had to be him. Why couldn't it be someone like Bryce Walker getting beaten up? No, it had to be Monty beating the shit out of Alex Standall. I groaned and turned on my heels, making my way through the crowd by pushing people.

"Monty!" I shouted, my eyes burning holes in his back. He went to punch the boy below him again bt I grabbed his arm and pulled him back. "Okay okay, let go!" He whined, standing on his feet and grabbing his bag. I looked down at Alex and then back at Monty.

"Care to explain?" I asked, crossing my arms. Monty scoffed and Alex remained on the ground, clutching himself in a ball. I rolled my eyes and dragged Monty by his ear, towards his car. I made him unlock it and get in, giving us privacy.

"What happend?" I repeated my question, looking infrot of me. We didn't meet eyes. "Is it true?" He asked back and I knew what he was asking. My heart sunk to my feet and I felt it melt out of my body. "Is what true?"

I was stupid to even ask him. "You slept with Alex when we were together and he was with Jess. Don't lie to me Rosalia." He stated, slight anger in his voice. I cleared my throat.

"I did and I've felt like shit ever since. Why were you two fighting?" I answered back, finally looking at him. He looked down and sighed. "Alex told Bryce. Bryce told a lot of people, including me." Monty simply said, his bleeding hand in his lap.

"That asshole." I mumbled. "I never wanted you to know because I knew it would hurt you. I was dumb and I wasn't thinking. I told Alex that I felt guilty and that-" I tried to explain.

"Save it, I don't care." Monty interrupted. I looked down at his hands. "Let me help you." I said, pulling tissues and a water bottle from my bag. I held one of his hands, wetting the tissue and wiping the blood from his knuckles. He stayed silent, making me anxious. I cleaned his other hand and kissed the two of them before putting them back in his lap.

"When you told me you loved me, was that a lie?" He asked me, finally looking into my eyes. His brown eyes sparkled, a tear threatening to drop any second now. "No, of course not." I replied, my hand on his jaw. He took deep breathes and stared me down for a few moments. I had decided that I wasn't going to annoy him or hurt him with my presence for the rest of the day, I didn't want to see him like this.

I unlocked his car door, ready to leave him alone. He grabbed my hand "Please don't leave me." He begged, a single tear rolling down his cut cheek. I looked back into those poison eyes and nodded my head. "Okay." I told him before he leaned into me and kissed my lips. I held onto him tight this time, interlocking our fingers with one hand and holding the back of his head with my other.

I threw everything I had into it, showing him that my love wasn't and never was a lie. I loved him. He was a gift to me. Pure heaven wrapped up with a cliche fucking bow. We parted lips but I still held him in my arms, humming to him and playing with the back of his hair. He was my baby and I'd hurt him.

"We can stay here as long as you like, or we could go back to my place and watch a movie?" I spoke up, breaking our silence. "I'd like that." He nodded, smiling softly. It wasn't a major smile like I'd usually see but more of a simple and honest smile. Either way, he looked gorgeous when he smiled.
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Flashback

"Hannah!" I called running down the hall, knocking into the girl. She almost fell over, laughing loudly. "Rosalia, right on time!" She giggled, letting me cling onto her arm. "What's the gossip, find anything cool about the world yet?" She asked me, opening her locker.

I thought for a second "I saw a documentary about a guy who ate glass and shit, that's cool." I replied. Hannah looked at me with confushon "When did you watch that?" She questioned with a laugh. "I'm not sure but it was between two and four AM this morning." I answered.

She shook her head and closed her locker. As we walked down the corridor we heard a faint voice "I'd tap that." They called and I turned around. Bryce dickhead Walker was leant up against a wall, his brain washed minions, including Zach and Monty, laughing with him. They stared down at mine and Hannah's feet and then back up to our eyes.

I turned on my heels and made my way to Bryce, leaving an inch between us. I looked up at him in disgust, Hannah trying to pull me away. "You know what Bryce, you can go to hell. You're a disgusting pig who's only good quality is his daddy's wallet." I snapped, Hannah pulling me back. He chuckled and shook his head.

"You should watch that mouth of yours." Monty said back, holding onto his bag strap. "Monty, hop off his dick...please." I rolled my eyes and continued to walk down the hall with Hannah at my side.

"You didn't have to do that, Bryce is just looking for attention." Hannah told me as I walked her to her class "There's an old saying in my family and although you wouldn't understand the spanish, it means, make your actions tell someone you love them when your words can't." I stated, smiling at her. I said goodbye to her before making my way to my own classroom.

"Rosalia Jasmine Brown, It's pretty." I heard from behind me. I looked around to see Monty catching up to me. "What is?" I asked, crossing my arms. "Your name. It's pretty and it suits you." He explained. I looked at him blankly, not falling for his good boy act.

"See you around, I hope." He said before walking off into his class. The bell rang and I realised I was late so I immediately started to run to my class.