12 Blood Red Roses & More Than 67 Tears

12 Blood Red Roses & More Than 67 Tears

This is just a prologue of sorts... well, more like a back-story... to my full story on Quotev. It was originally a 400 word essay prompt for my English class, but I decided to make it a short, sweet, simple, 600 word back-story of how Xander's sister, Leslie, commits suicide and why. It is only one chapter and 600 words, and it is unlikely that I shall ever add onto it.

published on March 25, 201314 reads 13 readers 8 completed
12 Blood Red Roses & More Than 67 Tears

12 Blood Red Roses & More Than 67 Tears

Xander Sheffield climbed over the fence and peered down the edge of the cliff cradling a bouquet of a dozen blood red roses in one arm. It'd been two years since his half-sister, Leslie Enders, had jumped off the edge leaving Xander completely alone. She'd been 12 years old, he'd been 19. Their entire family dying in a plane crash on their way back from Maui months before had just been too much for her to handle. The press didn't make the matters any better. They went back and forth between courts and reporters begging to get more about their story and their feelings on the matter. Some people just have no shame.
    There were massive fights in court about whether or not Leslie was to be left in Xander's care. Many people thought him to be an unfit caretaker for a tween girl especially when battling severe depression worsened by the death of an entire family. Others believed that since he was her only remaining relative that wasn't in prison, it was her best bet for a happy life to stay with her older half-brother.
    "Why did you have to leave me here to mourn alone," he whispered.
    Perhaps if he'd been younger, then it'd have been a little more easy for him to handle, but being the age that he was had only made it that much easier for him to have been more accessible to drugs and beverages of the alcoholic sort. He had plenty of college friends that invited him to chill with them thinking they were helping him get all his grief out when they were really adding more fuel to the fire.
    He brushed the tattoo of her name that took up a large portion of the inside of his lower arm.
    They'd been right. He had been an unfit caretaker. He'd known she'd been suicidal, yet he'd been foolish enough to not ask enough questions when he saw her walking out the door on a warm, dark, and rainy day a few days after spring break had begun.
    He was sitting at the coffee table drinking some chamomile tea at about 2:30 PM as she creaked open the screen door.
    "Where are you going?"
    "Over to Chase's house."
    "When are you going to be back?"
    She bit her bottom lip and fidgeted.
    "I'll call you," she finally stated.
    He'd nodded. Foolishly, he'd nodded in approval, and just like that he'd sealed approval for her death.
    It was approximately 10:00 before Xander got frustrated and called Chase's house, but Chase's mother said she had never been over. Chase had been sick all day. He'd dashed down the street in the pouring rain and darkness with no clue of where to look or what he was doing. All he knew was his little sister had been missing for 7 and a half hours without him even knowing it.
    Some hikers found her body at the bottom of the cliff the very next day, and, well, one can imagine where things went from there.
    Tears, then crying until he just couldn't anymore. Like there was no liquid even left there. Hollowness, numbness, anger. He felt it all over again just months after losing his parents.
    He was brought back to reality by the rain starting again, just as he had been last year on the first anniversary of her death.
    He plucked one rose from the bouquet he was still clutching and dropped it off the cliff, watching it fall until he couldn't see it anymore.
    Then another.
    Then another.
    12 blood red roses; a flower for each of her years on this earth, and more than 67 tears.
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wolfness
WOW, this is a GREAT story. Very well written, stunning title and storyline; I would be impressed except for the ugly comment you left at the bottom. I'm very disappointed. . Now a lot of people disagree with me about language and such but FOR SHAME. If you can understand the world and life well enough to write a quality story...I'm just speechless.

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on June 09, 2013
That.1.Otaku.Named.Maya
this is amazing. you are an amazing author. (:
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on May 10, 2013
Idiot_Killjoy
Wow. This was beautifully written. You are an amazing author.
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on May 09, 2013
Bella101
very good
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on May 03, 2013
Dresden
Suck my d*ck, Sydney. >.> XD
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on March 27, 2013
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on March 26, 2013
HellRaiserPrincess
Wow, amazing story and very well written.
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on March 25, 2013
catesonskates
Wow. What caused this story? I what to know.
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on March 25, 2013