Hello all! Sorry I haven't updated in a while but my knee has been killing me! Plus I missed Friday (Because I couldn't walk) So I was behind on a little school work. I'm so glad everyone is liking this so far!
Love,
Lauren :)
Katelyn: Aww, thanks(: Your review totally made me smile. It's alright that you're 11! Everyone starts somewhere! Hehe(: I'm glad you like it and I hate it too when people do that, so I promise not to do it to you(: - Lauren P.S. If you like this story, you should check out my other ones too!
Rose awoke the next morning in a strange bed. She blinked a couple of times then looked around the room frantically, not realizing where she was.
But then she smelled the tan colored pillow.
Jack.
It was his famous scent. A mixture of cheap cigarettes and the charcoal from his pencils.
Oh how she longed for him. Oh how she longed for his blonde hair in between her fingers. Oh how she longed for their lips to brush together. Oh how she longed to even see him.
See him one more time.
A tear rolled down her cheek and she turned over on her side.
What am I doing here? She thought. Trying to make myself a part of their life, as if I was their daughter in-law, isn't going to bring Jack back…
"Rose?" Marie asked as she knocked on the door softly, making sure not to be too loud, just incase Rose was still asleep.
Rose quickly turned to face her, and plastered a smile on her face.
"Oh," she said, half asleep. "Good morning Marie." Marie smiled and sat down next to her.
"And a good morning to you, too." Rose smiled and turned back over.
"So," Marie continued as she started to pat Rose's head. "What did you need to talk about?" Rose turned back over and looked up at Marie. She was older, but she didn't quite look it. Pretty, but not gorgeous. But Rose could see where Jack got his looks. Her hair was a sweet honey blonde, and her eyes were as blue as the sea.
"Oh," Rose said hesitantly. "It can wait 'til after breakfast, now can't it?" Marie chuckled and hopped right out of bed.
"Now that's my kind of woman!" Rose chuckled as well and crawled out of bed, letting the cold Wisconsin air hit her bare skin. She shivered, and quickly grabbed a sweater on the chair. It was warm and soft, and Rose absolutely adored it.
"Ooh," she said. "This is nice! Who's is it?" Marie smiled and walked out the door.
"Oh it's Jack's!" Marie said. "You can keep it." Rose pulled the bottom of her sleeves with her fingers and smiled slightly. She then ran over to the dresser and grabbed a pair of Jack's flannel pajama bottoms. Rose loved pants. God she just loved them! Her mother never let her wear them, so whenever she had the chance, she did!
Especially if they were Jack's.
Okay, it's REALLY short, I know, but I was a little writer's blocked… hey, but at least it's something! Plus… IT'S SNOWING HERE! OHMYLORD IT'S SNOWING! IN OCTOBER! AH! We got like… 6 inches! AH! Lol, review please!
