Tuesday, September 14, 2010

9/13-9/17 blog #4 (the story)


“These roses I give you will forever last when we’re together,” Jake said as he handed a bouquet of flowers to Miranda. “Put these in vases, a single rose in each vase and watch them grow as our love grows.”
                Miranda smiled softly and held the bouquet in her hands. “They are beautiful,” she said.
                Jake smiled back at her and took her hand. “I promise never to break your heart and if I do, the roses will die.”
                “Well, let’s just hope these roses last forever,” she said as her eyes flooded with tears.
He gently bent down to her and kissed her soft lips. “I know they will last forever.”
She smiled up at him. She knew she had finally found the one she was looking for. They have been dating for two months and already they are both in love. Miranda was only twenty-two while Jake was twenty-six. They met in a bookstore. Miranda was the clerk; the quiet lonely girl only existed in her world. Then, there he was before her, holding her favorite book: Once Upon A Rose. Her cheeks blushed bright pink as she took the book from his hand and she scanned it. As she gave it back their hands brushed and her heart sped up.
“Jake,” he said as he gave the money to her.
“Miranda,” she said as she took the money from his rather soft hand.
“It’s nice to meet you.”
She smiled to herself. “It’s nice to meet you also,” she said as she handed the change back to the man that she would soon fall in love with.
“It must be nice to be working in a place like this,” he said as he tucked the book under his arm and the money into his pocket.
“It is,” she said. “It’s quiet.”
“I can tell,” he said looking around to see only a couple people. “When do you get out of here?” he asked leaning against the counter before her.
“Um,” she said shyly. “I should be closing in a half hour. Why?”
“Do you want to go out for a little while?”
She blushed once again. She wasn’t used to a guy that was so sweet to her. “Oh sure.”
He smiled big. “Alright, I’ll go sit over there and wait for you.”
She smiled back. “Okay.”
The day that Jake handed those roses to Miranda changed their love for one another in so many ways. Miranda wanted to marry Jake; she wanted to be with him forever. Jake on the other hand, felt different after he gave her the flowers. It was almost as if Miranda got obsessed with him. As Jake pulled away from Miranda, the petals on the roses slowly faded away, and then soon the vases ended up disappearing as well as the roses inside them. The love that was once so sweet, became so deadly.

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