Roses with Thorns

Suspense Stories | Oct 17, 2012 | 4 min read
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Suspense Stories

Roses with Thorns

Kylie, her Blonde hair and beautiful crystal blue eyes got me every time. She was truly a beauty. She was like a beautiful red rose. In every way shape or form, beautiful. I finally got the guts to go talk to her. "Hi.....Hi Kylie!" i said. "Oh, hey mark! Whats up?" "Nothing much, you?" "Um, nope, same old." "oh, well, um have you heard about Maddie Mandel?" I ask. I didn't know what to say. That was the thing going around town. Maddie was recently killed in her home. No one knows how, but people say it was either her mother or father. I didn't care for it. They were crazy people anyway. They way they acting made people not care about Maddie. Unfortionally, i am one of those people. "Oh....um...well, it's horrible, i mean if it happened to anybody!" "Um, ya, well, I need help on some algebra and since your a A+ students, can you possibly help me?" "Um, sure, i would actually love that!" "Really!" I said! "Totally!" said Kylie. "Well I have to go but i will be over soon!" "Ok! Bye Kylie!" "Bye Mark" SCORE!

I got everything ready for the study thing. I thought of it mostly a date because she said she would "Love" to! I felt so happy. The doorbell rang and i rang to that door. There was Kylie who looked very beautiful as usual. "Hi Kylie, you look beautiful" "Oh, really, thanks!" "come into my room and we can get started" "Ok!" We sat down on my bed and we opened up our books. "So,how can i help you on this?" She asked. "How about solving algebraic expressions." "Oh....ok.....um.....take this over here and this over her and subtract 8 by p and k=4." "Um....well, don't you have to subtract first before you multiply?" "Oh, right, got brain dead, um, then 9=0" "But we are solving for k" Kylie signed. "Do you even know how to do this?" I asked. "Um...of course I-......no" "But i thought you were an A+ student." "Kerk Parks does the homework for me." I was shocked. I loved her so much. I thought she was perfect. She really wasn't. I reached under my bed and grabbed my blood stained pipe. I smacked Kylie in the face. She started screaming and dragging herself to the door. I hit here in both legs and she screamed louder. I grabbed her hair and i said "I thought you were my rose. But you are like the others, you have thorns!" I grabbed one of my ties and i tied it around her neck. I strangled her as she was trying to pull it away from her neck, grasping to breathe. She dropped motionless on the floor. I washed the blood off her head and her legs. I stitched up the wounds with thread close to her skin color and hair color. i dragged her body into my truck and i drove her behind her house. I unlocked her window with a shower hanger and climber through. I changed her as if she got home and was going to be. I laid her lifeless body in her bed as if she already fell asleep. I crawled out of the window, locked the window, climbed into my trunk, and went back to my house. I pulled into my driveway, and and parked my truck. I opened the front door, closed it, and went into my bedroom. I changed into my bed clothes, and closed the door. I took my pipe and put it under my bed. I got into my bed and stare at my ceiling. I though how come Kylie wasn't perfect. It was the same way Maddie wasn't perfect, or the other girls weren't perfect. All of them were roses with thorns but the thorns were hidden with their beauty and actions. I want one rose with no thorns. And until i find that one rose, all the other roses will crumble in my hands.

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Meenu Oct 18, 2012

Loved every line of it.

Deasha Oct 18, 2012

This could have been a really good story. The concept is good but the spelling mistakes throw it off. The story should have been longer everything happens so fast that it doesnt make much sence, they go from talking about a girl they know getting killed t

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