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Chapter 9 - Chapter Eight

Two weeks later

I just wish she wouldn't go . I'll go crazy .

Literally !

I ain't joking .

I glance at my self in the mirror as I got myself ready to go to the air port . I sigh and step out of the bath room to see my sister dragging her luggages down the stair well .

We made eye contact but she huffed at me and looked away .

We had a terrible fight last night . We argued for hours about her exchange .

" I've been here for years taking care of you ... I've lived behind your shadow trying to fix your messed up mind . You keep beating yourself up , hurting your self for something you didn't do .... look at these wounds Rose ! How do you expect me to fix this . Huh ? " Her voice from last night echoes in my mind .

I look away .

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She envelops Dad in hug and sniffles . " I'll be back in no time daddy. Love you ."

She hugs me but I barley reciprocate .

She hugs lilly for a while and she whispers something to her .

She glances back at me " Look Rosie ... "

I cut her off " Just go . You've shown me that you don't care Rita . Why pretend now ? Forget about your twin sister and go follow your dreams . "

" Rose ! " My father scolds .

" Beep .. Beep beep "

the smell of the hospital detergent invades my memory .

Then my mother's pale body .

" Mommy ?" my own voice echoes in my mind . I turned around to the sleeping Rita by my right . I nudge her . " Wake up Rita .Dad will be here any minute "

Suddenly my mothers eyes flew open and she started making choking sounds . " Mom ? are you sick ? " I shake Rita but she doesn't budge .

I stare at my mother not knowing what to do ...

She turns around but unfortunately the bed was too small for her to toss and turn .

Her limp body falls on the floor with a loud crack . And that' s when I scream .

The machine stops beeping and her body goes still on the floor .

The nurses run in at the very moment circling my mothers lying body and started doing something I couldn't understand .

Somebody pulls me and my sister out of the room . Then every thing moved like a blur .

" Rose ! " My fathers voice booms in the corridor . " Why the hell didn't you call the nurses ? This is all because of you ! "

My mother died .

And its my fault .

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" What ! Dad ? I'm sick of this ... I'm sick of life ! " I'm full on screaming my body repulsively shaking at the flash back . This was the same way he called my name that day.

" Are you gonna tell me this is my fault too? "

" SHUT . UP . ROSALINE . " My sister screams . " you're so selfish ! You want me to give up my life ,my dreams for your stupid problems ? And you dare speak to my father like that ? "

Stupid problems ?

" I don't know you ! " I spit the words like they're venom " You're not my sister any more ! And don't ever talk to me ever again . " I quickly leave them open mouthed . " I won't ! Trust me ! " she yells back . I silently walk away ignoring her .

" What have I gained in trusting you ? "

" Go to hell Rose ! "

I stop dead in my tracks when an idea comes to me ...

" I wish your plane crashes

RitaNova Bloom . Maybe then , we'll meet in Hell ! " I scream and slam the door behind me .

ZACK'S POV

" I'm going out for a walk , I'll be back in a few ." I yell to no one in particular as I grabbed my note book and made my way to the front door . Usually , I would spend time at Mark's but he's too busy being a dick so , I'm here on a Saturday evening strolling in my neighborhood doing nothing to stop my mind from thinking about Rose .

How can you let someone into your heart when you don't have the key your self ?

I decide to stay at a park nearby and scribble a few lines about her . For her .

It's always about her isn't it ?

I walk a few blocks to the park and look around to find a place to sit in . I find a bench placed at the top of a small hill , I pull my notebook from my large sweater pockets as I eased my self on the seat .

I gaze at the mesmerizing view of the sun set casting a beautiful redd-ish orange color over the downtown buildings . They glowed under the light making it look like there was another world down there . A world made of light _ Sun light. It made me wish that I lived in a world full of warm happy colors of oranges , reds , and yellows .

The color yellow reminded me of her.

She wore a short yellow skirt with white sneakers last Thursday, it wasn't like something she usually wore at school but it only made me realise how beautiful she looked in yellow . And how yellow looked beautiful on her.

The way it hugged her hips , the way it was fitted to her body like a glove , the way the color contrasted with her mahogany skin...

It wasn't only that she looked beautiful in yellow , She made the color look more appealing , She made yellow look BEAUTIFUL.

I just stay there staring at the sky_ thinking about her for along while before I started writing.

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I dream about you every night

My heart leaps in excitement whenever you come to sight .

...

I sit under the sunset writing , about what you wore yesterday ,

The memory stays etched on my mind ,

Pure as water and clear as day .

Your pretty face , even when i close my eyes I'll see

I just wonder , if you would gaze at the sun and start writing about me ....

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The beauty of a flower has captured the eye , the heart and soul of a slave .

A slave....

who dreams of Rose everyday.

A man , wishing for your love a treasure he's never worthy ,

A man , whose soul is built shattered hopes and shredded words

Bowing for your ruby red beauty .

I smile at my own accomplishment . I hear sounds around me which I totally didn't notice while I was writing.

I glance around to look for where they came from , and my eyes widen in terror and fear_my heart felt like it fell in my stomach as I see someone standing by the edge of a cliff. Someone that looks exactly like her .

Is it her ?

Oh , God it IS her !

I curse under my breath at the realisation of what she's going to do hits me hard .

She's going to.. Ju_

She's gonna jump over a freaking cliff !

I throw my note book out of my lap , stepping over several scattered pieces of papers as I ran to her direction . To stop whatever stupid plan she was up to.

But why?