Rose spotted him at her grave.
Anger boiled under her skin.
She had the urge to hit him.
She wished he was dead instead of her.
But she stayed in the distance.
She watched him pluck a rose from his pocket.
She watched him intently,
As he set in on top the still fresh grave.
Her heart ripped further.
She hated herself.
She knew it was her fault too.
She felt guilty.
She thought back to the day they met.
It was a warm June day.
She had just broken up with her boyfriend.
And she wanted to forget.
She had found him alone at the bar.
She didn't know he was underage.
They had kissed.
They has slept side by side.
And they had become friends.
"Rose?"
Rose whipped her head around. She stared into his eyes.
"Leave." She hissed at him.
"I'm sorry." He answered.
She watched him walk away.
She let the tears fall from her eyes.
She hated him.
But she hated herself more.
YOU ARE READING
The Aftermath
Short Storywhen a witness confronts a bully, her life changes further. ** Attention!! This is a sequel!! If you're interested in this book; I suggest you read HAUNTING HEAVEN first in order to understand the characters.
