Frozen Rose

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
A girl attempts to sacrifice herself to appease the winter.

Submitted: May 01, 2008

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Frozen Rose
It starts with a girl screaming and ends with a frozen rose. Everything else is just filling spaces. Keep in mind that I didn't make her scream, nor was I responsible for any part of it except for a phone call that ended it all. I'm a cop which immediately speaks volumes of stereotypes, and well who am I to fight stereotypes? I've got enough problems as it is. It was my job to make the call that night. She was a jumper, or more accurately, she was about to jump. My boss had gone 'round and 'round the roses with her, but she wanted to die so bad and nobody was going to convince her otherwise. Her voice was hoarse from screaming at the wind for hours. Below us the water under the bridge sloshed and churned in the cold winter ice which threatened to glue the water together. Chunks would form then break apart only to form again further down the river. I watched the water so that I didn't have to look at the girl. Images like that have a tendency to stay in peoples minds forever. She wasn't wearing much. Not in the way of clothes, just jeans and a t-shirt, in her hand was a black umbrella sort of Mary Poppins style. She must have been freezing, hell I was frozen and I had more clothes on than Santa Claus. My Boss tried again to convince her that she had every reason to live, but the girl just shook her head.“You don't understand Captain. I have to do this.” Her voice chattering out between her two rows of perfectly stained teeth. “Winter has come and I must appease it before it grows too hungry.”
The Captain is a decent man, all things considered and he figured this girl to be wacked out on something bad. Everything he tried to do was given back to him with the same type of answers. “Must do it. No other way. Do it before it grows too hungry.” By this time I was starting to freeze to the ground and the captain, well his lips grew so cold they stuck together so that when he tried to speak again the skin on his lips tore like roses in bloom leaving frozen ruby jewels all over the ground. “Christ!” shouted the Captain wiping away the blood from his mouth. The sleet and snow chose this moment to crash down harder in angry fingers of falling ice. I slid my eyes away from my boss and watched the girl hold the umbrella high above her head, barely holding onto the handle. “It is the signal.” She cried out. “Blood has been spilled and I must complete what you have started.” The girl tensed on the bridge her body attempting to gather itself before the final finality of death. It was at this moment that the umbrella whipped around and yanked her towards the safety of the huddled cops. I made the call and it was over quicker than I realised. She had been standing there moments ago trying to gain control of her wayward umbrella. The next moment she was lying flat on her back with a snipered dart piercing her eye. It was okay I thought. It's filled with tranquilizers. She'll be okay. The next moment she screamed and a couple of moments after that she began to freeze to the bitumen as her body stopped doing the whole living thing. Bloody snipers. Why don't they aim for the body? It's a much bigger target after all. Maybe they did. I didn't want to know. The snow tore through our clothes as we pried her off the the cold ground and carried her frozen body to the waiting ambulance. Her name was Rose. There was no chance of recovery. It was freezing and getting colder by the minute.


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