This is my second Story! hope you enjoy!
"H-how could you do that to me!" You cried
"No Francis I don't want to hear it!"
"No more excuses, no more Lies, nothing!!!" You sobbed and just as you were about to leave out the door he grabbed your hand.
"__-_____," he said in a hurtful voice.
"Don't say my name ever again! I don't want to see you ever again!" You shook of his hand and left him there and that day.
And now you were just sitting on a bench in a park, it was your favourite.
Roses eh..? You thought to yourself still equally as hurt as you were before.
You couldn't help stop the tear that rolled down your cheek.
" Why me? Why did he have to cheat on me and kiss that other girl...w-was i not good enough... So those things he told me every time he saw me were all lies..."you thought to yourself as you quietly sobbed.
You quietly picked yourself. Up and partially dragged yourself back home.
You saw your house and stood there in shock.
There were roses nearly covering your porch and roses meant one thing France as you were about to turn away.
You saw him there he sat Francis on door step.
As soon as our eyes met I saw _____
Gave me a hurt look, her eyes were filled with tears as if she was just about to cry.
I ran to her and hugged her tight not wanting to let go...
I could feel her shaking as she sobbed
"F-Francis please leave me..I-I"
"Not before I tell you what happened,"
I whispered the whole story to her as I stood there slowly rocking her in my arms.
Her sobs grew louder into cries.
It felt as if my knees were about to give in
but Francis stood there supporting me
"F-Francis, I am so sorry..I didn't even listen to you and I estimated what had happened..I am soo sorry l-I" she stammered
"Hush, Ma Cheri." I cooed to her
"Its okay, its okay,"
"B-but you don't hate me for the things I said to you,"
"Non, Ma Cheri I could never hate you," I protested
You were cut short by Francis quick little kiss on your lips and then he continued.
"If I did I would never get you a thousand red roses,"
((How did it end, you ask me?!? Hold on you'll find out!))
Later, as we walked toward the house hand in hand.
" Um Francis," she sniffled a little
"Oui, Mon amour?"
"1000 red roses, why did you get me a 1000 roses..why not one ?,"
She asked curiously.
I couldn't help but smile, as I said
"They say that 1 rose is for love,
50 for unconditional love,
But I say 1000 just for the person, I love."
((Ah.. Let us just say that this love story ended with a sweet yet passionate kiss~))