Hey guys! I decided to try doing a one-shot. This is actually based on a picture I found on google. I hope you like it. This is dedicated to shewhoshallwrite who inspired me with some of her new one-shots. If u happen to be reading this- you are an amazing writer. I hope to be as popular as you. Read on!

Btw, shane isn't famous in this one.

~C

Love is Like a Rose

I walked down the long dark hallways, tears streaming down my face.

What would you expect from a girl who just had her heart shattered into a billion little pieces?

I just caught my boyfriend- well I guess ex-boyfriend now- kissing another girl.

I guess I should have expected this.

I mean, he is the most popular guy in school. And I'm just the nerd. The loner. The loser.

Everyone hated me. They all had like a system. Ignore me or hate me.

Unfortunately for me, most chose hate.

And when I started dating Shane, it got worse.

Everyone would try to make me look like an even worse so he would break up with me.

I guess it worked.

….

(also shewhoshallwrite I don't want this story to make you feel bad or something since it's dedicated to you so if you want me to undedicated it, I will. Just tell me)

I finally arrived home.

I lived in a small 3 bedroom house. It was all white. I lived with my mother Connie and my dad Steve.

My dad worked at a hardware store. And my mom owned Connie's catering.

They were both gone so it was the perfect time to cope with my pain.

I dropped my bag down on the couch and ran upstairs to the bathroom.

I took out one of my razors and put it to my wrist.

Yes, I'm cutting. You see, Shane is-or was- my whole life. Without him, I'm nothing.

I moved the razor down my wrist.

I winced a little.

"Oh my god! Mitch!"

It was his voice.

"What are you doing here?" I hissed, dropping the razor in the sink.

"Why did you do that?" he asked indicating my wrist, ignoring my question.

"I saw you, Shane" I said.

"Saw me what?" he asked confused.

He put a wet washcloth on my wrist, trying to stop the bleeding. I winced.

"Sorry." He apologized.

"You were kissing Brittany."

"What do you- oh. She kissed me Mitchie I swear. I told you to meet me there so I could give you this." He said pulling a little black velvet box from his pocket.

"it's a promise ring. I promise to marry you someday. After high school."

I felt more tears coming on.

"Mitch what's wrong?" he asked, truly concerned.

I looked up into his chocolate brown eyes. I saw few emotions. Worry, sadness(for my cut), and love. Love? He must really love me.

"You really do love me." I said.

"Of course. I do love you. Forever and always."

And in that moment, I realized that there must be a god up there after all. He gave me Shane. A gift a truly don't deserve.

And although I'll never tell him, if he were to leave me, I would suffer the true death. No shane. I would kill myself. But if he were to know, he would feel entitled to be with me forever. And I want him to be with me by choice.

Even if he were to leave me, I would forever be his….

Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.

~Mark A. Overby~

so I hope u liked it. I thought it was kind of good. But my self confidence is not that high. It's kind of low. So tell me what you think.

And shewhoshallwrite if you are reading this (I hope) I hope you liked it. Tell me.

R&R