Roses

Remember when I said this year was going to be great? I take that back, in fact I take it all back. It had been three days since we read the letter and my mom kept prancing around the house like I was about to get married.

I haven't had any decent sleep these past few days, even my dad had enough sense to get in and out of her way faster than flash–I wasn't that lucky. I mean, I was the one with the halo till she stole it...pfft!

We were in my room and I'd never hated this little space like I did today. She was invading every personal fudging space I had. She packed this and threw that, hung this and tore that, screamed at this and gushed at that. Jesus, take me now, I really wasn't cut out to be a woman.

"Hey, honey. I'm going to get some more gowns for you," my mom said, while I groaned into my pillow.

"Mom, I hate dresses. Just get pant suits or something, besides its college and I'm not going for job interviews."

"Hush, what would you know?" She held up a manicured finger to her lips with a stern look resting on her facade. "We need to put a stop to these boyish clothes you choose to wear, you're a lady and you have to start acting like one."

"Mom; lady or not, I still hate dresses and I'd like it if you didn't waste money getting those things, cause I wouldn't wear them. I love my boyish clothes, it shows the whole me. I wont wear something that makes me look for my already invisible ass." I countered as we shared a laugh, stressing the word 'boyish' with air quotes.

"Fine, but honey your ass is fine. You're still so young, give it some time, all the body parts will fall into place." She assured me with a friendly expression.

I shrugged, "Yeah, I hope so."

We fell into a comfortable silence after that and I even napped a bit, her invasion didn't bug me anymore. The sounds of moving boxes and ruffling clothes were lulling me into a deeper sleep, but my phone chimed, disturbing my sleep. I peeled my eyes open and checked it to see a message from my boyfriend, Tristan.

Booboo🥰: Hey, babe.

Shit! I forgot about him for a second. He got a full scholarship into the university of Colorado and I was proud of him, but I didn't know what would happen to us after this–Another chime brought my attention back to my phone.

Booboo🥰: Are you free rn, cause I wanna take you out. I won't get to see you for a while, so lets go do something fun.

Me: I don't know, Tris. I'm not done packing and my mom is home.

Booboo🥰: Come on, babe. Think of something, I cant wait to see you. Come on, don't ruin the mood.

Me: Alright. Fine, but just for a couple of hours. I still need to get some things from the mall.

Booboo🥰: That's great, I'll be parked down the block. Bye, love you.

Me: Love you too.

I dropped back on my bed dramatically, what was I going to do now? My Mom didn't like Tristan and she wouldn't let me go if I used him as an excuse, kill me somebody!

Well, I couldn't go back on my promise now. Tris would blow a fuse and maybe block me for a few days. He was petty like that, but I liked him.

I sighed again, I was too young to start thinking this much. Imagining me and Tris on a beach with fifteen kids made me laugh out loud, causing my mom to look at me like I was loosing my mind. This made me double over in laughter, now my mom was looking all worried.

"Are you ok?" She froze and narrowed her eyes at me. "Because I don't think going to college makes people go crazy."

"I'm fine m-o-m," I said between laughs.

"Kat, cut it out right now. I won't have a maniac under my roof!"

"Ugh, fine Mom. You're no fun, anyway can I go see Becca real quick?" I grinned. "She's moving to England and I don't know when she'll be coming back."

Half truth and half lie. Becca was my best friend, she has been for a couple of years now and her moving was a huge step for both of us–I didn't even need to fake the sadness on my face, her moving sucked.

"Oh, honey. Sure, you can. Be safe and pass off my regards. I know this is tough, but you can always go visit and there's always skype so it's not as bad as you think."

"Thanks, mom. That means a lot, I'll be out for a while... You know, goodbyes and all." I scratched my hair, mentally throwing a cat wheel.

"Sure, honey. Take your time." Mom cooed, while I fought to hide my smile.

I jumped out of bed and ran out of the house. I got down the block in record time and saw his black truck parked by the bakery. Halting, I jogged down to it and slipped into the passengers seat.

"Hey, babe. I was about to drive off, what took you so long?" Tris questioned, turning on the ignition and hitting the road.

"Sorry, babe. I had to tell my mom I was going over to Becca's place, you know she doesn't like you," I said, while quickly buckling in. Tris was a reckless driver.

"I don't care babe, as long as you love me...that's all I care about." He flashed his dimples.

Earlier into the relationship, I would have blushed feeling on top of the world, but honestly–it made no sense how I needed to fight for his parents approval and he couldn't do the same.

We pulled into an arcade center and I squealed like a kid, I couldn't help it because I loved the games here.

We played for hours, different games or just competing. We ran around like kids and people turned to stare, but I didn't care. I was going off to college and honestly, I didn't even know what to expect so if this was my last few hours of freedom, I was going to lap it up.

After some time, I got tired and bought some food. Tris bought ice cream and we just sat for hours, talking and laughing. It was crazy how much we knew each other, it was like he was my twin–he was, but a fraternal twin. We had been dating for three years and my age made it seem weird at first, but if he was cool with it then so was I.

"You look beautiful when you get lost in your head like that." He ran his thumb on my chin and an uncontrollable creepy smile spread on my face.

"Thanks, Tris."

He went back to staring into nothing and I watched him for a while. A frown crawled up my face and asked myself when it all changed, when my heart didn't skip like it did, why my almost black skin couldn't push out blushes on my cheeks around him anymore and when saying I love you sounded so normal.

"This is the end isn't it?" He broke the silence.

I knew what he meant, but I didn't think I needed to answer for we had both felt the shift. I had a lot of things to say, but I just settled for a simple, "I love you, Tris."

Locking gazes, I smiled at how pretty his eyes were. Brown and drown worthy.

"I love you too, baby girl. Remember I'll be here whenever or wherever." He held my hand and squeezed it a little. "You'll always be my first love, but we both know it isn't working out that way anymore. Its time I allow other boys come closer."

We laughed at that. I had a few male friends and he drilled most of them. Only my friends friends stayed, my admirers ran for their dear lives.

"I'll miss you baby girl, promise we'll skype." He held out his pinky.

I laughed then intertwined mine with his, "I promise".

We shared a long hug filled with laughs, after that he drove me over to Becca's place. We hugged ourselves goodbye once more before I watched him drive off. I would miss him.

"Well, I thought you had gotten kidnapped and thrown to the wolves," A voice filled with a terrible British accent said. My head turned so fast I got a whiplash.

"Don't ever speak like that ever again, that wasn't just terrible it was plain murder, you're a murderer!" I exclaimed jokingly to Becca as we giggled on her doorstep.

"Was that Tristan?" She asked

"Yeah, we kinda broke up." I prepared myself for I-

“What, How could you guys break up? What are we singles supposed to do?!" Becca yelled, swinging her hands around dramatically. "Omg, you guys finally broke up!" I covered my ears waiting for her to calm down.

"Yes, we did break up. Oh, well...we had to. come on, you know it just didn't feel the same anymore." I poked her shoulder, frustration evident in my eyes.

"Yeah, I do. But anyways, my flight leaves tomorrow. I'll be back for summer break and I'll miss you so much, boo." She sniffled, which caused the tears I held at bay to flood in.

We spent hours crying, laughing, singing, hugging, packing, running around and just having fun.

I checked the time and it was past 6, I needed to get home.

We cried some more, made promises and soon I was on my way.

Two of my favorite people were going off on their own adventures, I hoped I could create mine.

I hoped I would.