Dead Rose Walking

He grabbed me and spun me around facing him.
He then slapped me across the face and shoved me into the floor.
He demanded "who are you. and why are you here".
I looked at the dirt my blond hair falling in front of me. I put my hands on my knees and straitened my back up to compose myself. I stared emotionless into his eyes,
"I'm Roslyn Dawkin"
His cold gaze turned to one of shock then of wonder, he fell to his knees in front of me and gently put his hands on the sides of my face. He bowed his head and said "I'm ever so sorry, please forgive me rose" I jerked up to meet his eyes at that name.
written by: xxblondheartxx
edited by: liveinmyimagination