roses. | eren x levi

roses. | forty-four

mr. rose arrived in, as vivacious as always. as if that day was never true.

"thirteen roses, please!" 

what was once just a suspicious feeling in the back of my throat sprang to give a squeamish emotion spread across my upper body. 

i hurried to the back, where the roses lived, and rapidly attempted to collect his roses before i regurgitated extra. i was at eleven, now twelve...

i was too slow.

flinging over, corrosives coerced their way out my lips. 

one healthy rose rested there, where the thirteenth rose would be. 

i grinned and fastened them together, believing that this thirteenth rose would be my liberation. these silly predilections of resentment would no longer be a part of me, because this rose has taken it all away.

"here you go, mr. rose. twenty dollars." 

gazing up in astonishment, he transferred the twenty over and motioned me goodbye, sniffing the roses. 

"enjoy the roses!" 

i felt felicitous! i felt more peaceful than i was for a prolonged time.

i laughed, imagining mr. rose recognizing that one flower was more pristine, more exotic, and held more of a cherry red than the rest.

i hope he gives that rose to his precious sweetheart.