As some of you may know, the Melbourne's sorta.... died. And a new legacy has began! The founder's name is Rose Fallen. And this is a drama legacy.
I stepped out of the taxi cab. Taking in a breath of fresh air. The man driving insisted on smoking his cigarette, ignoring all my pleas to stop.
Unlike most people moving into homes, I trudged up the stairs and into the queen sized bed. And I dreamed. Dreamed of what my life would be like if he was still here.
I snuggled up against his warm body. It was a lazy Sunday afternoon. We were so in love.
If we had moved in together I knew he would have stayed outside a moment longer than normal, we would have been smiling, and kissing.
We didn't have a lot of money and we had moved into the small living room. All the furniture that we could afford was already moved in.
But when I woke up, he was gone. And I was alone.
I closed my eyes one more time and imagined his face. His beautiful face.
I wanted to hug him one more time, so when I wrapped my arms around him I could still feel his heart beating.
We were still at the beach, almost everyone had left.
We were watching the stars, "That one looks like your eyes, Rose..."
Quickly after he became nervous... I could tell what was going to do... He made it obvious.
He put on a dazzling smile and said "Rose. You are my soul mate, my heart, and my love. I want to spend the rest of eternity with you. Forever and always I will love you. Will you do the honor in becoming my wife?"
Even though I knew he was going to propose, I still couldn't believe he had wanted to marry me. My whole life I had been unwanted. Until I met him.
I jumped in his arms, and I realized... This is the happiest moment of my life.
It wasn't until.... It wasn't until that night. I had come home from a visit to my foster mother.
And I found my fiance. He was brutally murdered. Two small wounds in his head indicated he was shot, twice.
I screamed at the sight. We were supposed to get married and live together and love eachother forever. Why was he ripped away from me? I had entered a state of depression. And when people are heart broken, they do very stupid things.
He was tall... and handsome. And clearly flirting with me. I had brought him back home from the party a couple months after his.... death.
I tried to be sexy...
I tried to lure him in. And it worked.
But when I woke up the next morning he was gone. 'Tis to be expected.
I changed into my days clothes, and went downstairs to find some flowers. A small note was attached "Thanks for a great night. You truly are amazing..."
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Yeah, so who loves crappy first chapters?! I DON'T! So yeah this will improve, since well, its only the first chapter.... But yeah. COMMENT!























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