The day started with silence. No babies crying. No alarms going off. No headphones left in the night before. Just silence. Rosa rolled over and looked out her window, seeing the sun slowly emerging over the horizon. She sighed, knowing that in a few minutes she would have to get out of bed and head towards the clinic. But what was the point? Clara Kate wasn't going to be there, so there was no one to scold her. Plus, who cared about this shitty job anyways? Working for nothing wasn't worth it at all. Rosa thought it would be best if she just stayed in bed.
As if God decided to ruin the perfect silence, Rosa's phone started ringing. The number was unfamiliar, but she recognized the area code and decided to answer.
"Hello?"
"Rosa, baby."
"Mama?"
Rosalee was suddenly struck by a wave of guilt. She hadn't called her mother ever since the incident with James, and she knew something was wrong from the tone her mother was using.
"Mama? What's wrong?"
"Rosa... I-I'm-I'm sick, baby."
Tears started to form in Rosa's eyes as she realized how selfish she was. Her life was fine. She was just being greedy. But now her mother was sick and there was nothing she could do about it.
"Mommy? How sick are you?"
"The doctors say that I have pancreatic cancer."
"Mommy? How- I mean, what-"
Rosa couldn't even get a full sentence out before she just broke down.
"Now, Rosalee. You are not allowed to cry. If it's my time, then let God take me."
"Mama, how could you say that?"
"It's just the circle of life, baby."
"How long?"
"They say I have about three more months."
"Oh my God!"
More tears fell as Rosa cried harder than she had ever cried before.
"I don't understand! You're the healthiest person I know! They can't do this! They can't fucking do this!"
"Rosa, now don't you start that with me! You are young. You are beautiful, and you are strong! You knew this day was coming, baby. It was just a bit sooner."
"Just a bit sooner? Mama, it's way too soon! I can't take this! I-I-I'm coming home!"
"Rosa, you can't just leave your life!"
"Mommy, no matter what you say, I'm coming home. I have to see you!"
Two hours later, and after a long discussion about Rosa's mind not changing, she finally convinced her mom to stop being so stubborn and let her come home. Rosalee looked around her humble apartment. Castle Apartments had brought the best and worst for her, but now it was time to go home. Rosa grabbed everything she could fit in her weekender bag, not caring if it matched or was fashionable, and grabbed her keys. She headed out to the parking lot and got into the car she hadn't used the whole time she moved into Castle Apartments. The town was so small, so there really was no need. When she started the car and saw that the tank was still full, Rosa pulled out of the parking space, and drove out of town.
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Rosalee stood there beside the hospital bed holding her mother's hand. Her condition was so horrible it was scary, her face was so pale, you could see her bones, she could barely lift a finger…and she was in pain. Rosa's mother did a great job of hiding it, but Rosa knew her. Her mother was suffering, and she didn't deserve this. She didn't deserve getting cancer. She was a great woman; hyper and smart and funny and sweet. As Rosa thought of her mother's strength, her eyes opened.
"Rosa! I'm so glad you're here."
"Hey, Mommy."
"How are you doing, my baby?"
"Mom, you shouldn't be worried about me."
"Oh, sweetie. I'm alright."
Tears started forming again as Rosa realized the facade her mom was putting on.
"Rosa, what are you staring at?" she said weakly, snapping Rosa out of her reverie. Rosa looked down at her and smiled a little. Her mother was so fragile, it broke Rosa's heart.
"Nothing Mommy. Just thinking."
"'Bout what?"
"How strong you are, Mommy. You can't let yourself pretend to be something. I know you don't like to be considered weak, but you have to let me know how you really feel."
"Hey sweetie," she started, "I'm not pretending. I just don't want you fussing over me. You have your whole life ahead of you. Your life can't be wrapped around me."
As soon as she finished speaking, she winced.
"Hey, Mama. Are you okay? How are you feeling?"
"Great," she lied. Rosalee could see right through her now. She was in pain, but of course, she hated putting Rosa down.
"Be honest, Mama. Tell me what hurts."
Rosa's mother looked down.
"Everything," she explained, while gasping for air. Rosa grabbed the breathing mask from beside her and placed it on her mother's face. She turned the machine on to stabilize her breathing.
Nurses came in to check up on her. Their faces went pale.
"Her heart's giving out," one nurse said. Rosalee looked up at her. Her mother's eyes fluttered open and closed.
"No. No, not yet. Please tell me this isn't it! I-I just got here! You said three months!" Rosa looked back down at her mother who was losing and regaining consciousness.
"Ma'am, that was just a hypothesis. Pancreatic cancer is tricky. We never know what might happen!"
"No, this isn't happening. Not yet. Please!" Rosalee screamed at the nurse, but there was no use. Throughout the commotion, Rosa tried to get her mother's attention. She had a few more things to say to her. "Mommy? Mommy, can you hear me?" she whispered as the nurses frantically called for more help.
Her eyes opened weakly, but Rosa could tell she already couldn't speak.
"I love you, and I'm going to miss you, so much. I hate that this is goodbye, but I much rather you not be in pain anymore than to suffer through this another minute. Just don't fight. I know you're in pain, and I know you want to be here for me, but you can't be strong for me anymore. You're the bravest person I know, Mommy. And I love you for that. It's going to be hard, but I know that this was hard for you. I'm sorry I couldn't be the best daughter, but you were truly the best mother." Rosa kissed her mother's forehead as she gently hugged her. Rosa's mother's lips lifted slightly at the corners before she closed her eyes slowly. The monitor gradually slowed its beeping until it was a steady hum. Suddenly, the room was still. The nurses looked around, helpless and curious as to what Rosalee would do next. Rosa looked at the nurses, tears falling quickly down her face, and just sat down. She pulled her knees up to her chest as she rocked back and forth. One of the nurses came towards Rosa to comfort her, but Rosa just told them all to go. The nurse that tried to comfort Rosa pulled the sheet over Rosa's mother as she and the other nurses left. The day ended with silence.
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Come out upon my seas, curse missed opportunities. Am I a part of the cure, or am I part of the disease?
I want to get awaaaaaay. I want to flyyyyyy awaaaaaaay. Yeeeeeeah Yeeeeeah Yeeeeah!
Rosa shifted in her bed, taking out her headphones. She was not ready to face the real world yet. She knew she had to go to work today. She knew Clara Kate would flip out if she realized Rosa's hair was fiery red instead of blonde like it was two days ago. But Rosa could care less. She felt free, something she hadn't felt in a long time. She felt that she was in control of her life. Not her pushy mother. Not her annoying and rude boss. And definitely not her crazy ex-boyfriend. She was happy that she could think about him without cringing. She was happy that she didn't automatically call her mother when she woke up. She was happy that she didn't freak out when she thought about being late to work. And that felt so damn good.
Skipping towards the bathroom, not caring if she disturbed the people downstairs, Rosa went to get ready for work. She showered, taking as long as she wanted to, and thought about what to wear. After brushing her teeth and hair, she pranced towards her closet, going through each piece of clothing analytically. Finally deciding on a white tank top and a black pencil skirt, Rosa got dressed, pulled on her thigh high tights and black heels, grabbed her blazer, and headed towards the Good Samaritan Clinic.
Not seeing Clara Kate right away, Rosalee made her way towards her desk, sitting down, pulling out The Count of Monte Cristo, and waited for her day to start.
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Rosa's day was uneventful, of course. She realized she had more fun having a psychotic breakdown on the roof rather than sitting at a desk, answering phone calls. Rosa was so tempted to quit, but realized that because the Clinic was her only source of income, she wasn't going to push it. Plus, Clara Kate was on edge today, popping so many pills it wasn't even funny. Rosa wondered if she should worry, but Clara Kate was a big girl, and it wasn't Rosa's problem. Rosa started walking home, bitter about her uneventful day. When she got into her apartment, she switched her heels for sneakers, and went back to the roof.
On the roof, Rosa grabbed her pack of cigarettes and her lighter, and smoked as she watched as the sunset quickly changed into a sky full of stars. She put her headphones in, and pressed the shuffle button.
Drink up baby doll
Are you in or are you out?
Leave your things behind
'Cause it's all going off without you
Excuse me too busy you're writing your tragedy
These mishaps
You bubble-wrap
When you've no idea what you're like
So, let go, let go
Jump in
Oh well, what you waiting for?
It's all right
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
So, let go, let go
Just get in
Oh, it's so amazing here
It's all right
'cause there's beauty in the breakdown
As Frou Frou filled her head, Rosa lit another cigarette and felt tears starting to fall down her face. "How could my life come to this?" she thought. "I have no friends. My life is so boring. I'm only 23 years old. 23! And my life is complete shit."
Rosa stayed on the roof for a few more hours, wondering if she should go back home, as the air was filled with smoke and music....
Rosa shifted in her bed, taking out her headphones. She was not ready to face the real world yet. She knew she had to go to work today. She knew Clara Kate would flip out if she realized Rosa's hair was fiery red instead of blonde like it was two days ago. But Rosa could care less. She felt free, something she hadn't felt in a long time. She felt that she was in control of her life. Not her pushy mother. Not her annoying and rude boss. And definitely not her crazy ex-boyfriend. She was happy that she could think about him without cringing. She was happy that she didn't automatically call her mother when she woke up. She was happy that she didn't freak out when she thought about being late to work. And that felt so damn good.
Skipping towards the bathroom, not caring if she disturbed the people downstairs, Rosa went to get ready for work. She showered, taking as long as she wanted to, and thought about what to wear. After brushing her teeth and hair, she pranced towards her closet, going through each piece of clothing analytically. Finally deciding on a white tank top and a black pencil skirt, Rosa got dressed, pulled on her thigh high tights and black heels, grabbed her blazer, and headed towards the Good Samaritan Clinic.
Not seeing Clara Kate right away, Rosalee made her way towards her desk, sitting down, pulling out The Count of Monte Cristo, and waited for her day to start.
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Rosa's day was uneventful, of course. She realized she had more fun having a psychotic breakdown on the roof rather than sitting at a desk, answering phone calls. Rosa was so tempted to quit, but realized that because the Clinic was her only source of income, she wasn't going to push it. Plus, Clara Kate was on edge today, popping so many pills it wasn't even funny. Rosa wondered if she should worry, but Clara Kate was a big girl, and it wasn't Rosa's problem. Rosa started walking home, bitter about her uneventful day. When she got into her apartment, she switched her heels for sneakers, and went back to the roof.
On the roof, Rosa grabbed her pack of cigarettes and her lighter, and smoked as she watched as the sunset quickly changed into a sky full of stars. She put her headphones in, and pressed the shuffle button.
Drink up baby doll
Are you in or are you out?
Leave your things behind
'Cause it's all going off without you
Excuse me too busy you're writing your tragedy
These mishaps
You bubble-wrap
When you've no idea what you're like
So, let go, let go
Jump in
Oh well, what you waiting for?
It's all right
'Cause there's beauty in the breakdown
So, let go, let go
Just get in
Oh, it's so amazing here
It's all right
'cause there's beauty in the breakdown
As Frou Frou filled her head, Rosa lit another cigarette and felt tears starting to fall down her face. "How could my life come to this?" she thought. "I have no friends. My life is so boring. I'm only 23 years old. 23! And my life is complete shit."
Rosa stayed on the roof for a few more hours, wondering if she should go back home, as the air was filled with smoke and music....
Friday, April 27, 2012
I'll show you a place, high on a desert plain where the streets have no name...
The day started with tears, the smell of spring flowers, and a dark room.
Rosalee was sitting on her bed, body numb, eyes puffy from crying, and brain void of emotion as she stared off into space. The scene is on repeat in her head:
"Ms. Mescudi? Sorry if I called at the wrong time, but I have some tragic news. You were the last person that James Watson called on this line, so I feel that you should be told first. Today, at 6:45 pm, James Watson jumped off the prison and committed suicide. I'm sorry to tell you, but I'm just the messenger..."
*CLICK*
Rosa was tired. Tired of being sad. Tired of being the recipient of bad news. Tired of the ones that she loved either hating her or just... dying...
She didn't know it was possible to have such bad luck with everything. Her life continued to fall apart around her, and no matter what she did, no matter how hard she tried to pick up the pieces, it wouldn't stop. She just needed to escape.
Slowly, Rosa developed a plan. She quickly got into the shower, getting out of the clothes she wore for the last 36 hours, brushed her teeth, and put on a t-shirt and jeans. Then, she was struck by the thought of work.
"Fuck it," she said as she ran out of her house and rode the elevator to the top floor of Castle Apartments. When she got off the elevator, she went towards the fire escape, and went up to the roof of the apartment building, and just stared at the sky. It was still morning, and the sun wasn't in the sky completely, but Rosa didn't let that bother her. She went towards the edge, and looked down. Up here, she was like a god. No one was really out, but Rosa felt that instead of watching her own life crumble, she'd watch others, just for a day.
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A few hours passed, and Rosa was still on top of the world. She saw someone miss the bus. She saw someone get yelled at. She saw someone run out of gas. She didn't know why, but she was getting a kick out of watching others fail. Suddenly, she saw Spartacus Moore walk past the apartments, and decided to see how his day would fall apart...
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Quickly becoming bored with Spartacus Moore, Rosa turned her attention to the bus stop where she saw Kindra Lee and Spring Patterson talking about only God knows what.
"Wait," Rosa thought, "I feel like a god. I should know what they're talking about!"
Quickly losing herself to her obsession to feel nothing, Rosa sat down on the roof of the Castle Apartments. She knew she couldn't hold off from crying any longer. She had to feel something or she was going to explode.
As if a switch clicked 'on' in her brain, tears started to fall from her eyes. All of a sudden, Rosalee Mescudi was crying, laughing, and yelling all at the same time.
"This 'vacation' idea was not the best thing I've ever thought of," she thought, "but at least it helped me heal, even if it is only temporary."
Rosa thought about all of the shit she went through this year. Moving to a new place but still having the past haunt her was not the best thing for her. She needed to really get away.
Running to the door, Rosa went back to her apartment and grabbed her phone and her wallet and ran to Old Johnny's.
When she grabbed what she needed, she threw money at the register and yelled, "Keep the change," at whoever was there. She needed to get home.
Upon entering her apartment, Rosa laughed. What she was about to do was life changing. She went into the bathroom and opened the box that read '#74 Copper Shimmer'. She was really about to change herself.
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Rosa looked in the mirror at her new hair. It was red, fiery, and looked dangerous. It made Rosa feel alive. Even a slight change to her eyebrows made her feel like she was on top of the world, but this made Rosa feel like she could do anything.
Rosalee was sitting on her bed, body numb, eyes puffy from crying, and brain void of emotion as she stared off into space. The scene is on repeat in her head:
"Ms. Mescudi? Sorry if I called at the wrong time, but I have some tragic news. You were the last person that James Watson called on this line, so I feel that you should be told first. Today, at 6:45 pm, James Watson jumped off the prison and committed suicide. I'm sorry to tell you, but I'm just the messenger..."
*CLICK*
Rosa was tired. Tired of being sad. Tired of being the recipient of bad news. Tired of the ones that she loved either hating her or just... dying...
She didn't know it was possible to have such bad luck with everything. Her life continued to fall apart around her, and no matter what she did, no matter how hard she tried to pick up the pieces, it wouldn't stop. She just needed to escape.
Slowly, Rosa developed a plan. She quickly got into the shower, getting out of the clothes she wore for the last 36 hours, brushed her teeth, and put on a t-shirt and jeans. Then, she was struck by the thought of work.
"Fuck it," she said as she ran out of her house and rode the elevator to the top floor of Castle Apartments. When she got off the elevator, she went towards the fire escape, and went up to the roof of the apartment building, and just stared at the sky. It was still morning, and the sun wasn't in the sky completely, but Rosa didn't let that bother her. She went towards the edge, and looked down. Up here, she was like a god. No one was really out, but Rosa felt that instead of watching her own life crumble, she'd watch others, just for a day.
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A few hours passed, and Rosa was still on top of the world. She saw someone miss the bus. She saw someone get yelled at. She saw someone run out of gas. She didn't know why, but she was getting a kick out of watching others fail. Suddenly, she saw Spartacus Moore walk past the apartments, and decided to see how his day would fall apart...
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Quickly becoming bored with Spartacus Moore, Rosa turned her attention to the bus stop where she saw Kindra Lee and Spring Patterson talking about only God knows what.
"Wait," Rosa thought, "I feel like a god. I should know what they're talking about!"
Quickly losing herself to her obsession to feel nothing, Rosa sat down on the roof of the Castle Apartments. She knew she couldn't hold off from crying any longer. She had to feel something or she was going to explode.
As if a switch clicked 'on' in her brain, tears started to fall from her eyes. All of a sudden, Rosalee Mescudi was crying, laughing, and yelling all at the same time.
"This 'vacation' idea was not the best thing I've ever thought of," she thought, "but at least it helped me heal, even if it is only temporary."
Rosa thought about all of the shit she went through this year. Moving to a new place but still having the past haunt her was not the best thing for her. She needed to really get away.
Running to the door, Rosa went back to her apartment and grabbed her phone and her wallet and ran to Old Johnny's.
When she grabbed what she needed, she threw money at the register and yelled, "Keep the change," at whoever was there. She needed to get home.
Upon entering her apartment, Rosa laughed. What she was about to do was life changing. She went into the bathroom and opened the box that read '#74 Copper Shimmer'. She was really about to change herself.
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Rosa looked in the mirror at her new hair. It was red, fiery, and looked dangerous. It made Rosa feel alive. Even a slight change to her eyebrows made her feel like she was on top of the world, but this made Rosa feel like she could do anything.
Friday, March 30, 2012
He believed he could fly...
The chill in the air woke Rosalee two hours earlier than usual, although she barely slept a wink. The first man she ever loved was gone again...
Rosa decided that she shouldn't stay in bed and sulk for the rest of the day, and jumped out of bed. She got dressed, ready for work, when she realized what time it was.
"Maybe I should take a walk," she whispered to herself as she walked out of the house.
Rosa decided to walk towards the park, but walked as slowly as she could. After a while, she saw Christopher Moreau walking towards her. Trying to be polite, she decided to say something to him.
"Hi," Rosa said, with the most sincere smile she could give.
"Grmph," he said, and stalked past her.
"Well, I tried," Rosa thought as she looked at her watch. *7:30*
Rosa decided to just be early for work and walked slowly towards the Good Samaritan clinic. When she walked inside, she saw no sign of Clara Kate, but then again, Rosa was early. Rosa sat at her desk and started to check her email.
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The day was very uneventful as Rosa started towards her apartment. When she was about to walk into Castle Apartments, her phone rang. She looked at her screen and saw it was an unknown number, but feeling adventurous, she answered the phone.
-"Hello?"
-"Rosa, baby, I'm so glad you picked up," the caller on the other end said as Rosa froze in her tracks (and the middle of the street)
-"James..."
-"Yes, baby, it's me. I called to tell you that I'm outta here."
-"You're out of where?"
-"I'm outta here. This world. Baby, I'm gonna fly! I'm gonna finally be free!"
-"James, what are you talking about?"
-"Rosalee Mescudi, I love you!"
Rosa heard sirens, whistles, and yelling in the background, and started to panic.
-"James, where are you? What are you about to do?"
-"Rosa, baby, I'm on top of the world! I'm about to soar!"
Suddenly, Rosa heard someone scream, "JAMES, NO!"
Then, there was the sound of wind blowing quickly, and the phone went dead...
Rosa decided that she shouldn't stay in bed and sulk for the rest of the day, and jumped out of bed. She got dressed, ready for work, when she realized what time it was.
"Maybe I should take a walk," she whispered to herself as she walked out of the house.
Rosa decided to walk towards the park, but walked as slowly as she could. After a while, she saw Christopher Moreau walking towards her. Trying to be polite, she decided to say something to him.
"Hi," Rosa said, with the most sincere smile she could give.
"Grmph," he said, and stalked past her.
"Well, I tried," Rosa thought as she looked at her watch. *7:30*
Rosa decided to just be early for work and walked slowly towards the Good Samaritan clinic. When she walked inside, she saw no sign of Clara Kate, but then again, Rosa was early. Rosa sat at her desk and started to check her email.
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The day was very uneventful as Rosa started towards her apartment. When she was about to walk into Castle Apartments, her phone rang. She looked at her screen and saw it was an unknown number, but feeling adventurous, she answered the phone.
-"Hello?"
-"Rosa, baby, I'm so glad you picked up," the caller on the other end said as Rosa froze in her tracks (and the middle of the street)
-"James..."
-"Yes, baby, it's me. I called to tell you that I'm outta here."
-"You're out of where?"
-"I'm outta here. This world. Baby, I'm gonna fly! I'm gonna finally be free!"
-"James, what are you talking about?"
-"Rosalee Mescudi, I love you!"
Rosa heard sirens, whistles, and yelling in the background, and started to panic.
-"James, where are you? What are you about to do?"
-"Rosa, baby, I'm on top of the world! I'm about to soar!"
Suddenly, Rosa heard someone scream, "JAMES, NO!"
Then, there was the sound of wind blowing quickly, and the phone went dead...
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Fearing you, loving you. I won't let you pull me down
Rosa began running away, scared and screaming for her life. 'You'll never be good enough, Rosa. You'll always be a failure to me.' Rosa ran faster as she saw the creature speeding up to chase her. 'NOOOOO! LEAVE ME ALONE!' Rosa tried to run faster, but it seemed that the monster was getting closer and closer. "NO! GET AWAY FROM ME!' The monster pounced on her, turned her around, and Rosa screamed as she saw a familiar face, albeit a bloodier version. 'Rosa, I'm glad I left you. You never meant anything to me,' The monster whispered, as it raised a claw with red nails to slash at Rosalee.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Rosa screamed as she woke up, clearly disheveled and not ready for work. She looked over at her alarm clock, seeing that it would go off in 2 minutes, and just unplugged it. She went towards the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face. "Just don't think about it," she said aloud to herself, still shaken from her dream. Rosa hopped into the shower and headed for work.
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Rosa walked into the Good Samaritan Clinic, and waved at where Clara Kate should be, but she wasn't at work. Rosa frowned and made her way to her desk. The day started off slowly, with absolutely no patients, which, unfortunately, gave Rosa time to think.
'Why was he in my dream last night? I haven't thought of him ever since I moved here... What is going on," she thought as she remembered the events of last night. When Ethel Williams pushed her to the ground, it must've triggered this. Maybe it was the way she said, "Rosa, I'm sorry." How did Ethel even know her? Rosalee contemplated about this as she heard the bell above the door ring. She smelled Axe and cedar as she stood to see the first patient of the day. Suddenly, Rosalee felt dizzy as the face from her dream appeared right before her eyes.
"Hello, Rosalee. I've been looking for you," he said with a smile.
Rosa was scared. The last time she saw James, things didn't go so well.
Nine months ago...
Rosalee woke up to an empty bed, again. She huffed and puffed as she threw on a sweatshirt and headed downstairs for breakfast. As she pulled out the frying pan, preparing to make breakfast for one, James walked through the door, covered in sweat and mud.
"James! Where the hell were you? And why are you covered in filth?"
"Rosa, baby, I'm fine. It's alright." James said as he kissed her and brushed past her.
"You didn't answer my question, James."
"And I'm not going to... yet. I need to take a shower. What's for breakfast?"
"James, don't change the subject. WHERE WERE YOU?!"
"Rosa, why does it matter? I'm here now!"
"Why does it MATTER? It matters, because I woke up in an empty bed for the fifth time. It matters because this thing that you're doing seems to mean more to you than I do."
"Oh Rosa, don't pull this shit again. I'm here, dammit. Leave me the hell alone!" James screamed as he made his way upstairs.
"This is not over." Rosa said as she walked after him. James was in the bedroom, taking his dirty leather jacket and chucking it into the laundry bin.
"Don't mix your muddy clothes with the rest of the laundry!"
"Rosalee, can you stop with your nagging?!"
"I'll stop nagging when you answer my question!"
"I'M NOT ANSWERING YOUR QUESTION!" James screamed as his hand flew towards Rosa's face, knocking her to the ground. Rosa was shocked. James had never hit her before, and she didn't realize he had it in him. She didn't know she had bothered him that much. Tears streamed down her face as James' face went from anger to pure shock as he crouched over Rosalee.
"Rosa, I'm sorry. Oh my God, I'm so sorry."
Rosa couldn't make any words, so she just jumped up, grabbed some jeans, her wallet, and keys, and ran towards the door. James was right behind her, telling her how sorry he was, and telling her not to leave, all while tears continued to cry. When she finally started the car, he screamed that he loved her, which made her cry even more. Rosa drove and drove, not knowing where she was going or what she was going to do, but by nightfall, she made it to a small town, where she saw a sign that read, 'Casa de Waffles'...
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"James, I-I-I can't look at you right now. Can you please leave?" Rosa said, glad that she was protected by the glass in front of her desk.
"Rosa, please... Just let me talk. I won't do anything, I promise. Rosa, I'm sorry. I let my temper get the best of me, when I didn't answer your question. I wasn't doing anything bad that night. I was just caught up with friends, and time flew by so quickly. I know it's been almost a year, and you probably haven't thought of me until now, but I... I just miss you, Rosa. I-I still love you."
Rosa began to feel tears form, as she felt that she was beginning to feel something for him again.
"Is that all you have to say, James?" she said, her voice sounding strained as she held back the tears.
"Rosa, baby, you have to forgive me. I'll never do that again."
"You can leave now, James."
"Rosa, I-"
"Just... go..."
James stepped back, clearly hurt, and made his way out of the Good Samaritan Clinic. When he left, Rosa fell back in her chair, tears finally being freed.
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The rest of the day flew by, with not too many patients. Rosa made her way home, ready for a nice long rest. When she got to her floor, she saw James standing by the elevator.
"I didn't know what time you got home, so I was trying to leave a note. Rosa, before you yell at me, I just wanted to tell you that I still love you, and I've been looking for you ever since you left me that morning."
Without knowing what came over her, Rosa grabbed James' face and kissed him. She couldn't help herself. He was the first guy she ever fell in love with, and there would always be a place in her heart for him. James held her in the hall, and whispered, "Thank you for forgiving me." As Rosa was about to respond, the elevator dinged and a unfamiliar man appeared. He had a badge that said FBI.
"James Watson?"
"Yes?" James responded, looking as if he knew what was happening next.
"You are under arrest for the murder of Kyle Bronner."
"James, what did you do?"
"You have the right to remain silent."
"Rosa, I love you," James said, as he looked serene.
"James, what happened?"
"Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law."
"Rosa, I'm sorry," James said as he kissed her, and was led out of the apartment building.
Rosa was shocked, but she ran towards her apartment, unlocked the door, and ran towards her window. A minute passed and she saw James walking out. She opened her window, and yelled his name. Both him and the detective look up at her. James mouthed, "Don't wait for me, babe," as he was put in the back of a black car. When the car drove away, Rosa slid to the ground and cried. The first and only man she ever truly loved was back in her life one minute, and gone the next.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Rosa screamed as she woke up, clearly disheveled and not ready for work. She looked over at her alarm clock, seeing that it would go off in 2 minutes, and just unplugged it. She went towards the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face. "Just don't think about it," she said aloud to herself, still shaken from her dream. Rosa hopped into the shower and headed for work.
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Rosa walked into the Good Samaritan Clinic, and waved at where Clara Kate should be, but she wasn't at work. Rosa frowned and made her way to her desk. The day started off slowly, with absolutely no patients, which, unfortunately, gave Rosa time to think.
'Why was he in my dream last night? I haven't thought of him ever since I moved here... What is going on," she thought as she remembered the events of last night. When Ethel Williams pushed her to the ground, it must've triggered this. Maybe it was the way she said, "Rosa, I'm sorry." How did Ethel even know her? Rosalee contemplated about this as she heard the bell above the door ring. She smelled Axe and cedar as she stood to see the first patient of the day. Suddenly, Rosalee felt dizzy as the face from her dream appeared right before her eyes.
"Hello, Rosalee. I've been looking for you," he said with a smile.
Rosa was scared. The last time she saw James, things didn't go so well.
Nine months ago...
Rosalee woke up to an empty bed, again. She huffed and puffed as she threw on a sweatshirt and headed downstairs for breakfast. As she pulled out the frying pan, preparing to make breakfast for one, James walked through the door, covered in sweat and mud.
"James! Where the hell were you? And why are you covered in filth?"
"Rosa, baby, I'm fine. It's alright." James said as he kissed her and brushed past her.
"You didn't answer my question, James."
"And I'm not going to... yet. I need to take a shower. What's for breakfast?"
"James, don't change the subject. WHERE WERE YOU?!"
"Rosa, why does it matter? I'm here now!"
"Why does it MATTER? It matters, because I woke up in an empty bed for the fifth time. It matters because this thing that you're doing seems to mean more to you than I do."
"Oh Rosa, don't pull this shit again. I'm here, dammit. Leave me the hell alone!" James screamed as he made his way upstairs.
"This is not over." Rosa said as she walked after him. James was in the bedroom, taking his dirty leather jacket and chucking it into the laundry bin.
"Don't mix your muddy clothes with the rest of the laundry!"
"Rosalee, can you stop with your nagging?!"
"I'll stop nagging when you answer my question!"
"I'M NOT ANSWERING YOUR QUESTION!" James screamed as his hand flew towards Rosa's face, knocking her to the ground. Rosa was shocked. James had never hit her before, and she didn't realize he had it in him. She didn't know she had bothered him that much. Tears streamed down her face as James' face went from anger to pure shock as he crouched over Rosalee.
"Rosa, I'm sorry. Oh my God, I'm so sorry."
Rosa couldn't make any words, so she just jumped up, grabbed some jeans, her wallet, and keys, and ran towards the door. James was right behind her, telling her how sorry he was, and telling her not to leave, all while tears continued to cry. When she finally started the car, he screamed that he loved her, which made her cry even more. Rosa drove and drove, not knowing where she was going or what she was going to do, but by nightfall, she made it to a small town, where she saw a sign that read, 'Casa de Waffles'...
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"James, I-I-I can't look at you right now. Can you please leave?" Rosa said, glad that she was protected by the glass in front of her desk.
"Rosa, please... Just let me talk. I won't do anything, I promise. Rosa, I'm sorry. I let my temper get the best of me, when I didn't answer your question. I wasn't doing anything bad that night. I was just caught up with friends, and time flew by so quickly. I know it's been almost a year, and you probably haven't thought of me until now, but I... I just miss you, Rosa. I-I still love you."
Rosa began to feel tears form, as she felt that she was beginning to feel something for him again.
"Is that all you have to say, James?" she said, her voice sounding strained as she held back the tears.
"Rosa, baby, you have to forgive me. I'll never do that again."
"You can leave now, James."
"Rosa, I-"
"Just... go..."
James stepped back, clearly hurt, and made his way out of the Good Samaritan Clinic. When he left, Rosa fell back in her chair, tears finally being freed.
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The rest of the day flew by, with not too many patients. Rosa made her way home, ready for a nice long rest. When she got to her floor, she saw James standing by the elevator.
"I didn't know what time you got home, so I was trying to leave a note. Rosa, before you yell at me, I just wanted to tell you that I still love you, and I've been looking for you ever since you left me that morning."
Without knowing what came over her, Rosa grabbed James' face and kissed him. She couldn't help herself. He was the first guy she ever fell in love with, and there would always be a place in her heart for him. James held her in the hall, and whispered, "Thank you for forgiving me." As Rosa was about to respond, the elevator dinged and a unfamiliar man appeared. He had a badge that said FBI.
"James Watson?"
"Yes?" James responded, looking as if he knew what was happening next.
"You are under arrest for the murder of Kyle Bronner."
"James, what did you do?"
"You have the right to remain silent."
"Rosa, I love you," James said, as he looked serene.
"James, what happened?"
"Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law."
"Rosa, I'm sorry," James said as he kissed her, and was led out of the apartment building.
Rosa was shocked, but she ran towards her apartment, unlocked the door, and ran towards her window. A minute passed and she saw James walking out. She opened her window, and yelled his name. Both him and the detective look up at her. James mouthed, "Don't wait for me, babe," as he was put in the back of a black car. When the car drove away, Rosa slid to the ground and cried. The first and only man she ever truly loved was back in her life one minute, and gone the next.
I wanna live a life from a new perspective
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Rosa looked over at her alarm clock to see the time and stop the noise. "9:30" she said aloud. Rosa felt good knowing she had no work, but she knew staying in bed all day would only harm her. Rosa got into the shower, and ready to go. She figured she could just help out at the clinic.
As she made her way across the street, she had a nervous feeling that something bad was going to happen. She shook it off and made her way into the clinic.
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Clara decided to stay longer, and told Rosa to just go home. Rosa walked out of the clinic and decided to go for a walk. Minutes passed and she realized that she was walking by the burnt down Forever 21 shoe store. She looked at her phone and saw the time. 6:25. Suddenly, Rosa heard a ruckus, and saw Ethel Williams running towards her. Ethel pushed Rosa to the ground, smelling sweaty, whispered, "Rosa, I'm sorry!" and continued to run in the opposite direction.
'What the hell is going on?' Rosalee thought as she walked home, clearly disturbed. When she got home, she sat down, wondering how such a boring day could turn into whatever you would call this. When Rosa finally fell asleep, she found herself in the middle of a nightmare.
Rosa looked over at her alarm clock to see the time and stop the noise. "9:30" she said aloud. Rosa felt good knowing she had no work, but she knew staying in bed all day would only harm her. Rosa got into the shower, and ready to go. She figured she could just help out at the clinic.
As she made her way across the street, she had a nervous feeling that something bad was going to happen. She shook it off and made her way into the clinic.
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Clara decided to stay longer, and told Rosa to just go home. Rosa walked out of the clinic and decided to go for a walk. Minutes passed and she realized that she was walking by the burnt down Forever 21 shoe store. She looked at her phone and saw the time. 6:25. Suddenly, Rosa heard a ruckus, and saw Ethel Williams running towards her. Ethel pushed Rosa to the ground, smelling sweaty, whispered, "Rosa, I'm sorry!" and continued to run in the opposite direction.
'What the hell is going on?' Rosalee thought as she walked home, clearly disturbed. When she got home, she sat down, wondering how such a boring day could turn into whatever you would call this. When Rosa finally fell asleep, she found herself in the middle of a nightmare.
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Oh the weather outside is frightful...
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'Ugh... Another day, another pathetic excuse for a dollar,' Rosalee thought as she crawled her way to the shower. She looked at her clock and read "December 22. 7:00 AM". Just as she was about to go into the bathroom, her mom calls.
"Hello, mom," Rosalee says, trying so hard not sound like a jerk to the woman that gave birth to her.
"Rosa, dear, I think I'm dying. You work at that clinic, right? Tell me, what does it mean when your tongue is green?"
"Mom, I don't really have time right now. I have to get to work."
"Rosa, please. I'm scared." And then, the unthinkable happened: her mom started to cry.
"No, mom, please. Don't cry." Thirty minutes pass as Rosalee runs up her phone bill and tries to consolidate her mother.
"Okay. Love you. Mom, I said I lo- yes. Okay. Mom, I- Bye."
*CLICK*
Rosalee looks at her clock and sees that it's 7:30. "OH CRAP, I'M LATE!"
Rosalee rushes to get ready, showering, brushing her teeth, and hair at the same time. When she came out of the bathroom, it was 7:45. 'Oh, Clara Kate is gonna be so mad at me.'
Rosa quickly got dressed and ran out of the apartment, only to be hit by freezing weather and snow. She crossed the street as she struggled to come up with a better excuse than being distracted by her mom's constant need for attention. Then, she saw the blind man, dressed in a Santa suit and ringing a bell. Seeing as though she's already late, she decided to donate some money to the Salvation Army. As she put all the change from her pocket into the bucket, the blind man screamed, "I'm singing! I'm in a store and I'm siiiiiingiiiiing! I'm in a store and I'm siiiiiingiiiiing!" As she walked into the clinic, she kept her mouth quiet, to avoid saying the wrong thing. She went to her desk as Clara Kate stared at her. Just as she sat down, Clara Kate snapped.
"Rosa, what do you think you're doing? You are a whole hour late..." Clara Kate continued to yell, speaking in languages Rosalee didn't even know existed and saying words that would make the garbage man blush. Rosalee didn't know what to do. Does she argue back? Does she just sit there and take it? As an expression of pure shock and fear appeared on Rosalee's face, Clara Kate continued to yell. Then, out of nowhere, Shaniqua Washington King appeared and tackled Clara Kate.
"SHANIQUA?! WHY'D YOU HIT MY BOSS?!"
"Because she got everyone sick, and SO DID YOU!" Then, Shaniqua punched Rosalee in the face. Rosalee stepped back, clearly shocked by her friend's act of violence.
"Shaniqua, you need to leave. NOW!"
Shaniqua walked out calmly, as if nothing happened, as Rosalee rushed to call for help. The nurses came in and checked Clara Kate pulse.
"I don't have a pulse. Let's get her out of here!"
As they rushed Clara Kate out of the clinic and into the ambulance, Rosalee followed, clearly wanting to know if her boss was going to make it. As she sat in the back of the ambulance with one of the nurses, they went over a speed bump, causing a glass jar to fall and hit Rosalee on the head. Having been hit twice within the half hour, Rosalee fell over, not being able to take the constant pain.
"We've got another accident back here," the nurse yelled, as Rosalee slipped into the darkness, finding her way towards a bright light.
'Ugh... Another day, another pathetic excuse for a dollar,' Rosalee thought as she crawled her way to the shower. She looked at her clock and read "December 22. 7:00 AM". Just as she was about to go into the bathroom, her mom calls.
"Hello, mom," Rosalee says, trying so hard not sound like a jerk to the woman that gave birth to her.
"Rosa, dear, I think I'm dying. You work at that clinic, right? Tell me, what does it mean when your tongue is green?"
"Mom, I don't really have time right now. I have to get to work."
"Rosa, please. I'm scared." And then, the unthinkable happened: her mom started to cry.
"No, mom, please. Don't cry." Thirty minutes pass as Rosalee runs up her phone bill and tries to consolidate her mother.
"Okay. Love you. Mom, I said I lo- yes. Okay. Mom, I- Bye."
*CLICK*
Rosalee looks at her clock and sees that it's 7:30. "OH CRAP, I'M LATE!"
Rosalee rushes to get ready, showering, brushing her teeth, and hair at the same time. When she came out of the bathroom, it was 7:45. 'Oh, Clara Kate is gonna be so mad at me.'
Rosa quickly got dressed and ran out of the apartment, only to be hit by freezing weather and snow. She crossed the street as she struggled to come up with a better excuse than being distracted by her mom's constant need for attention. Then, she saw the blind man, dressed in a Santa suit and ringing a bell. Seeing as though she's already late, she decided to donate some money to the Salvation Army. As she put all the change from her pocket into the bucket, the blind man screamed, "I'm singing! I'm in a store and I'm siiiiiingiiiiing! I'm in a store and I'm siiiiiingiiiiing!" As she walked into the clinic, she kept her mouth quiet, to avoid saying the wrong thing. She went to her desk as Clara Kate stared at her. Just as she sat down, Clara Kate snapped.
"Rosa, what do you think you're doing? You are a whole hour late..." Clara Kate continued to yell, speaking in languages Rosalee didn't even know existed and saying words that would make the garbage man blush. Rosalee didn't know what to do. Does she argue back? Does she just sit there and take it? As an expression of pure shock and fear appeared on Rosalee's face, Clara Kate continued to yell. Then, out of nowhere, Shaniqua Washington King appeared and tackled Clara Kate.
"SHANIQUA?! WHY'D YOU HIT MY BOSS?!"
"Because she got everyone sick, and SO DID YOU!" Then, Shaniqua punched Rosalee in the face. Rosalee stepped back, clearly shocked by her friend's act of violence.
"Shaniqua, you need to leave. NOW!"
Shaniqua walked out calmly, as if nothing happened, as Rosalee rushed to call for help. The nurses came in and checked Clara Kate pulse.
"I don't have a pulse. Let's get her out of here!"
As they rushed Clara Kate out of the clinic and into the ambulance, Rosalee followed, clearly wanting to know if her boss was going to make it. As she sat in the back of the ambulance with one of the nurses, they went over a speed bump, causing a glass jar to fall and hit Rosalee on the head. Having been hit twice within the half hour, Rosalee fell over, not being able to take the constant pain.
"We've got another accident back here," the nurse yelled, as Rosalee slipped into the darkness, finding her way towards a bright light.
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