The Rose

The Rose

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I stared into his eyes, turning golden in the morning sunlight, blinking back the tears. He took a shuddering breath, which must have been hard for him seeing as he had a knife in his heart. " Lily, my Lily" he whispered as he gazed into my face. Tears were streaming down my cheeks. I couldn't breath. I had given up trying to stop the blood hours ago and only had the strength to hold him. " I'm sorry, so sorry" I whispered back. I knew it was hope less, he knew it was hopeless. I don't know how he could hold on through so much pain. Everything had gone so wrong. It was a simple plan. Why had he even been allowed out of the castle gates? Why did he have to do such a stupid thing like that? I should have been asking those questions inn my mind, with me being who I am, but all I could think of was what he had done. He was still murmuring my name. And as the sun came up, just as it did everyday, I watched the man I had grown to love, not even knowing how it happened, close his eyes.
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Blade's eyes turned cold. Like a dark colored ocean that just froze. He took a frightening step forward so now his face was only inches from my face, even with his height, making my breath hitch in my throat. I could no longer breath. No longer see people repeatedly walking past my house. No longer hear those birds in the tree that were begging me to run. I could only see his dark blue eyes that held so much danger and anger. I could only hear his rapid breathing and even his fast heartbeat. I was just that dazed into his stare.... more like glare. "Is there someone else?" he said so low no one could hear but me. And I heard him. So clearly. I heard the threat telling me to say yes for he can make whoever the competition is disappear. I heard the anger he held behind his low tone. I heard the jealousy beyond anything. That was what clouded over everything. "N-no," I stuttered. I'm angry to admit I was scared. How he towered over me didn't make it any better. Standing proudly at maybe a 6'4 or 6'5. While I stood at a 5'5. He scanned my face trying to look for any sign of me lying. And when he backed up I knew he couldn't find one because what I said was indeed true. To be honest there was only him. And it seems like that is what it will always be. The all famous gang leader and tough girl, cross paths. He hates disrespect and that's what she's all about. How do you think this will all play out in the end?

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