HER FIRST WHITE ROSE

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Basically describing a girl and a boy romance story, the irony of life.

Submitted: April 15, 2015

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HER FIRST WHITE ROSE

 

Her hair floating back while i watch her walk away, another good bye yet i know she will be back. I long wait for her every evening just to see her, shes what makes my day worth. She always order the same which is her favorite and also her grandmother she live with, peach pie for her and the oatmeal bread for her grandma. I knew her little secret also, she likes eating her peach pie with warm milk, thats why i took the liberty to put milk product in the shop so she wont have to walk all away to the city to get milk. My life aint much just a farm boy keeping up with the bills, my Father died and left the ol boutique behind for me to take care of. Its tough job but with a little preseveration everything is good within time. This girl that i see constantly in my dreams at night, my heart cries for her im at her control and her mercy just a glance of her existence. I grew up without a mother so im guessing this warm embracing feeling i have when she is around is close to that. She comes to the shop almost every evening for bread and food for her and grandmother to eat. You see, me and her is not far off similarity both are parentless but watching her makes me do better just so i dont have to see her suffer more if she needs a fall back. Grew up together for many years, starting off when we were little. I cant remember the last time we made a new friend. close town close relationship and remind you she doesnt like the city boys. One day carelessly I ask her to stop by to taste this new recipe i been trying, she always stays over but one unsual night she decided to help me go to the city and grab new items for the shop. There we are in the city shoping and sight seen had fun and many laughter. On are way back it started raining, we made it safe back at the shop but the rain has gotten the best of us both so we hung there at the shop for awhile, seems that the rain has not stop yet and she started to get worry about her grandmother being home alone. I tried comforting her but the poor old lady is what she is thinking about.  Knowing her mistake she had made forgetting to bring back the medicine she brought during our trip to the city to her grandmother. I felt bad and got close to her and hug her tight i told her it will be okay, her and her grandmother went through to much this is nothing. She felt a little stronger, here we sat together waiting on the rain to stop, thunder and lighting. Here we thought today was a beautifull day, she thought it was weird also but we sat there calmly. The candle lit on the table the wind blowing making shadow movements, guess it got a little scary for her. I looked at her and told her that i was here and will protect her she smile. Few mins talking she stared at me for few sec and told me how i do it? Exuse me i respond, she said yeah. You with the boutique no parents, no kids, not even a girlfriend. I started laughing and looked at her and replied. What about you, its only you and your grandmother i dont know how you manage knowing you the only girl in a house that pose to taking care of by a man. We both laugh at our life as if the irony couldnt be a misery. I guess that makes us losers, she agree while laughing. At that moment its like i saw her for the first time, her face was glowing as if she just found love and comfort for a brief second. We both know this moment will never happen again. Not wanting to let go i grab her and went for the kiss. It felt perfect, yet she push me back and stared straight into my eyes while im staring back waiting for a answer maybe a question. not knowing whats going to happen next she said no it was good but not like this. She stood up and touched my chest where my heart was at, my heart beating fast damm she can feel it. The next question was serious as ever. She needed security, she said she needed proof if this dream was real. I couldnt think of anything, she look at me again with a sad face one tear roll down her left eye. ''I guess we will never know''. My heart shattered into millions of pieces. I fell to my knees and beg for her love. '' Please i dont know how to show it, it seems cliche but this story of ours is different im not these boys that hurted you. Without wanting to believe she tried runing away out the door, i went for her arm i grab her. '' At least if you going to leave please take this white rose i been wanting to give before our trip to the city. She said wait, thats the new product you've been working on. She started laughing, i felt stupid and clueless. Im thinking maybe this time i broke a nerve. She called me a moron and ask me, why it took so long to show her proof. She kiss me took the flower and told me to get on my knees. Kneeling at my queens command she touch my chest where my heart is for the second time. she said please think about this. I look up at her, i thought about my life her life and we def not at the age to hold back anymore. She still staring for a response and i knew at that moment it was a do or die. Didnt know a lady can be so serious. So i got up to my knees now im on both feet staring back at her equally, shoulder to shoulder.She still have her hands on my chest where my heart is. I replied '' look im not perfect but only if you willing ''. she smiled and hug me tighter, she sigh and said softly to my ears. '' your the boy i been looking for '' . '' Why did it took you so long?'' I replied. She said she didnt have proof to show me she was different from the other girls that comes to buy in the shop. I told her '' you silly '' have you notice since i've found out you liked warm milk with your peach pie, it was always milk in the store just so you dont have to go to the city. She was suprise, she said it was met to be and i thought this was not a dream lol. The rain has stop, although it took forever, now im bringing my queen home, all is fine. Finding grandmother with her eyes close laying there she was holding the usual white rose she always send to the shop for compliment for always giving her free milk and taking care of her granddaughter. The same rose i gave her is the same kind of rose her grandmother was holding, its funny how life plays out. We both realized thats what grandmother wanted now it all make sense, she did not cry she smiled, looked up at the sky. I grab her hand for comfort. Its funny, one could still laugh at the irony of life even if it was a misery. This was her first rose. 


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