Don't kill me over this. It's a possible tearjerker. Character death...first time writing a character death... so tell me what you think! ^_^ Again, don't kill me.
Juliet glanced over to her dresser, where her single, fake red rose swayed lightly in it's vase. She thought back to the day when Shawn had given it to her.
"Jules!" he jogged up to her, his hands behind his back, just before she was able to cross the street, it was her lunch break and she needed a little time to herself. Lassiter had been driving her crazy all day. "I've been looking for you all morning! Here! I brought you something."
She couldn't help but smile brightly at her boyfriend when he pulled a bouquet of roses out from behind his back. "Shawn! These are beautiful! Thank you." she took them and smiled even brighter. She looked down at the group of flowers, the among the eleven pink roses, was one red rose. She took it from the bunch and inspected it, deducing that it was fake. She looked back up at him in confusion and he just smiled at her.
"Jules, I will love you always, until the last rose dies." With this, he dug something out of his pocket and knelt before her on one knee. "Which will never happen. Sweetheart, marry me?"
She put a hand up to cover her mouth as she let out a small gasp. Tears filled her eyes as she fell into Shawn's arm, nearly dropping the bouquet in the process. "Yes, a thousand times yes!" Tears of joy ran down her cheeks as she pulled him up off one knee and pulled him close to her, leaning in for a kiss.
That had been the best day of her life, the next day being the worst. Shawn had been shot, trying to save her from a crazy lunatic shooting at them. Shot through the heart, died instantly. She had never cried so much in her life. Her fiance of not even 24 hours, had been killed. She basically died with him that day, her spirit faded along with his. She would never be the same, the world would never be the same! She would never love anyone, like she loved Shawn, ever again.
This was all ten years ago, the anniversary of their engagement. She had never moved on, she would always love Shawn. Half of her was missing, and that half would never be found. Shawn once occupied that place in her heart, but when he passed, so did the life in the other side of her heart.
But the one thing that gave her comfort, the one thing that made her forget the bad times she had gone through the past ten years, was the fake red rose that always assured her that Shawn would not stop loving her. And she would never doubt that.
Just let me put it out there that I did not write the fake rose bit. I found it online, so... blame that if you hated this. It gave me the idea...