Innocent Love- The Journey

Oh my god

Stop staring

Immediately

"Stop fiddling him with your eyes." Shit! What can I do, though, since she caught me again while watching her brother? He is extremely attractive. tall and having a wide shoulder. His twitching muscles make the hearts of all women bleed. His long, dark brown hair is tied behind his head, yet I can still feel how smooth and silky it is. I want to reach out and touch him with every fiber of my being.

No, not now, never

He makes a sudden turn, as if I were observing him. His eyes were a dark green that sparkled in the sunlight. He appears to be looking in every window as he searches for anything. But after that, he turns and resumes his work. As if they were still ignoring me. Once more, disappointment appears in my eyes or heart. He disregarded me once more.

He lied.

He cheated.

"No, I'm simply coming to enjoy the flowers and some fresh air."

"Oh no, nothing is wrong with enjoying a handsome bee's company while viewing flowers." His parents couldn't be further apart. One side is as soft as a cloud, while the other is as hard as a rock.

"Well, look around; it's not just you consuming him." Jessie shakes her head two girls who are dressed more casually watch him walk towards the main gate. I despise girls because they constantly approach him, yet I am quite familiar with him. Nobody can keep Ronald away from me since he always wants to be with me. Though we may be at various degrees, love has no bounds.

People's hearts and souls, which are constantly willing to bleed, are seen by love.

"Shit! Your heart is audible to you. Tell him, you know..."

"Tell him what he is and who he is." My heart stops beating for a brief period of time. He is right here, behind us. When did he enter space? Why am I ogling so much?

Don't worry

"I'll let you know that she loves you." Her comments caused my heart to beat faster. Oh no

No

No

"Jessie, can you..." Jessie offers me a quick wink before he finishes his sentence and leaves. Just Ronald and I are here. I'm held in place as his approaching footsteps draw nearer. My hands are trembling, and I'm perspiring cold sweat. His body's heat touched my back.

"My little Rosee posee turned around." Shit! When I was six years old and he was ten, he started calling me Rosee Posee. He always compliments my bodyguard in front of everyone, but when we are alone, he diverts my attention with his peculiar antics. He made me weep by yanking my hair. But he gave me chocolate as I began to cry. However, he gave me chocolate and candy when I started weeping since he despises my tears.

He sent me a bouquet of flowers when I was in my first period and made me happy. He has always been first for me. I had never kissed before. When he kissed me on my birthday, he made me shudder, and then he stopped. We were never on the same page when I discovered him dating other women between these years. He obviously had sex, but I don't care about it anymore. I lost him years ago, and now they're just memories.

"Just inviting you to my birthday celebration." I say. I extended an invitation to him without turning.

"You're eighteen."

"Like you would forget." I managed to get my space with a little prodding. He serves as a warning for me as we come to an end.

"Rose..."

"No, please. Don't destroy it for me; it's a wonderful day. Bring and take." He drew me against him, and I lost track of him. His body was covered in sweat, and I could smell the strong floral scent. I wanted to reach out and touch his bare chest.

"Tell me we are similar. It's merely a misunderstanding, and you already know that I'm yours forever, Rosee Posee." How blatantly did he lie? There is no confusion here. He misled me. He deceived me.

"Just misunderstanding? She was with you, I saw."

"I noticed you with him, too." While I'm busy giggling at his chest, he speaks on my trembling lips.

"I thi..."

"What the hell just happened? Christ, Ronald.." When we heard a voice, which turned out to be Ronald's mother, we both leapt. I felt a push from Ronald. Oh right, how could I forget that he is her mother's puppet?

"I warned you to avoid the rich bitch. When she throws herself at someone, she's always hoping for a chance, and when she needs to be satisfied, you're simply trash." She spoke while keeping an eye on me. How unkind is she to me?

"Mom it's not..."

"It's time for you to stop chasing after my poor boy, Miss Rose; I believe your mother is calling for you." Ronald should have said something by now, but nothing has. He never stands up for either of us. Ronald is only her mum. I wrenched my arm free of his hold and created some distance between us.

He is never aware of the harm his mother is doing to him.

"Mom!"

"My girl is right here." Mrs. Lilly, my mother, is organizing my birthday celebration. She is a very attractive and developing woman. Although our thoughts are completely different, we look pretty similar. She despises Ronald's family, which is the Parker family.

My mother runs her own business. She develops a company with her own scent because she loves flowers. My curiosity for flowers as a child has carried over into adulthood, and now I'm considering moving up in the perfume industry, but my father believes you should finish your studies first.

"I told you I wanted a straightforward party, but this isn't it, mom." I told my mother I wanted only my friends because there was so much decor and so many visitors.

"What is this? It's not a huge thing, my daughter, and it's healthier for you to develop a habit of doing it." Oh, there she is lecturing me about parties and class society once more.

"Lilly, you're talking to walls. Blah blah." My mum cuts off her speech in my father's voice. She looks at me with narrowed eyes and furrowed brows.

"Please refrain, and also, where is my gift, Dad." Dad approached and gave my head a kiss. He constantly emits a sweet, wonderful scent of love.

"Happy birthday, Rosee Posee, my little Rosee! It's for you."

"Oh my gosh, Father I don't. Thank you, but I can't." He handed me a car of my own. Seriously. My feet begin to bounce.

"You can't, Carter. She must acquire..."

"Mom, I'm a good driver. Dad had already taught me." Dad taught me several car-related lessons behind my mother's back. She was astonished by this.

"Carter, you're giving her so much." My father snatches my car keys from her and hands them back to me. I raced to my car, not paying attention to what they were saying. It's a gorgeous BMW.

"Dad!" I yelled loudly, and they both turned to stare at my side.

"I love you." Mom is pretending to smile, but I can tell because I know how much she loves me.

When night fell later, my celebration had already begun. Food, dance, music, and drinks are all present. My friends and coworkers are present, but Jessie and Ronald did not show up. I keep my gaze fixed on the entrance. There are so many good wishes and gifts, but my friend Annie gets the finest one.

She is my closest friend. She is with me today and has been since I started college. She reminds me of my family. I took two plates of cake and sent a message to Jessie after saying farewell to everyone.

Me: Cake.

(Include a photo)

Jessie: Hell, Yes! You are my savior, God.

Me: Going to open your window here.

We keep it a secret when I go to my room at night or when she enters. We occasionally study and other times, and dad is aware of Jessie and I. He never stops us, just like mum. But since Ronald has been here, things have changed for us. He slept in my arms at night. He kissed me and we talked, but he never went further. I want him, but there is currently nothing between us.

Even though it's still early winter, the chilly breeze makes me shudder. I fell while climbing with plates. She opened the glass after I rapped on the window. But first, she snatched the plates out of my hands

"Hey, that's not right." But she had vanished.

"Assist yourself." She speaks in a whisper. Everyone in her home is asleep, and it is dark. Is Ronald fast asleep?

"You were not at my party." While eating, she pauses.

"You know I despise Mrs. Laura. She attempts to run our life, and she gets along well with Ronald, who is blind and quite dim." Her face was filled with hatred. There is nothing right.

"It's okay." But I missed both of you. I try to call Ronald as she eats while I sit in bed, but he never answers. I'm still waiting for Ronald to grant me my birthday wish. He is my first love, whether I hate him or love him. But today he's gone, and I know he went out with buddies to have fun or to meet women.

I hang up the phone and sit. But continue to wait. For me, every second is difficult. He never returned. I kept looking at the door but saw nothing.

I then went back to eating and left Jessie. Someone stopped me as I was making my way towards my house by grabbing me by the elbow. Ronald is standing there when I turn. He is bleeding through. His eyeballs spit out blood and his eyes squint.

"Ron. What happened? You're..bleeding." When my palm touched his cheek, he hissed in agony. He's so covered with bruises, my God.

"I just fight, it's nothing." He moves away from me, releasing the warm, swallowing sensation from his cheek.

You've been hurt.

"You're making me feel worse." In comparison to the grief you caused me, it is nothing. The hurt I felt when I saw you kissing someone and when you had sex in front of me, and the hurt I felt when I called and asked you where you were and you just lied.

"Rose, happy birthday." Here. He never addressed me as Rose. It stings.

"I'm grateful."

"I looked out the window and saw you. Without me, you seem happy." Never. Please avert your gaze.

"Yes, it's my birthday, and you know how my mother feels." Before I could finish, he put his head to mine while holding my face in his hands.

"The fact that you ignore me and leave me alone hurts. Don't let a gap develop between us. Do not murder me with your hatred." Why is it painful? His suffering is too much for me to bear. He never realizes how challenging it is to go past that evening. Ronald fell to the ground as a result of a very unexpected event.

"How dare you use your filthy hands on my daughter?"

"Mom!"

It's my mom. Ronald screams in pain when she slaps him on the swallow cheek. She is very enraged. She listens to everything, my goodness. Maybe.

"How dare you, I ask."

"Mom, that doesn't matter. I.."

"Rose, don't you dare! Give up defending him." I disregarded her and assisted Ronald. He appears more hurt now.

"Mam, kindly..." Mom slaps him again before he can finish his sentence. Oh no. Mom is now making me nervous. Not that my mother never struck out at someone.

"Rose, I'm up for it. Let me.."

"Oh, I see you'll deal with it now. Take care of yourself first. Come to class. You are merely a slave. Your filthy hands touched my daughter."

"Mom! Stop." I screamed. She's really rude to him. But when my mother raged at him again, Ron just stood there and listened. But then his house front door suddenly swung open, letting his parents out.

"I am aware that this is it." Something is going to go wrong, my heart is telling me. Ron draws my attention. He also feels fear. He draws me up against him like a defender while encircling my waist with his right arm.

"Rose, please don't go away from me." He experiences emotions as well.

"Not till I breathe my last."

"What is happening here?" Ron's mother was looking for explanations.

"Your filthy child used his filthy hands to touch my daughter. I suppose I've warned you enough, but we still need to take action to stop him." No. Mom reaches out to grab me, but Ron won't let go.

"Could we speak calmly? We must reflect." Mom slashed Mr. Parker.

"Please don't advise me on what to do. You share his family's blood. What does that imply?"

"Mom, stop insulting people." I'm furious with her. Why did she say that?

"Mam Although I adore your daughter, I have never touched her. She adores me as well." Mom, however, disregarded him and yanked me further away. My jewelry broke in this, and something during this, and my skin was impacted.

"You're hurting her, so stop. If you took action, then."

"Then, what?" She has already caused me harm. She had a firm grip on me, and because blood was already oozing from the cut, I felt slippery.

"Stop right away, Lilly, you're hurting her." Dad's voice caused everyone to pause. God is good.

"Laura and Carlo enter after Ronald leaves for home. Rose entered your room and waited for me to tell her to leave before returning. Get that." Ronald glanced in my direction and nodded at me.

"Okay, dad." However, Mom pulls me inside. My eyes were on him and my hand was slipping as mum took me.

Why I feel like I'm seeing him for the final time. For me, he is everything. Without him, I cannot survive. However, mom and dad will speak. Talk what? Dad I know, but mom is planning for the worst.

They've been talking for an hour and still are. Combative correction. In dad's office, there is a lot of conversation, and I'm just sitting there sobbing uncontrollably. Ronald is the greater concern to me. Imagine if mom made these.

I despise my thoughts since they are always proven to be accurate. I can't just sulk like this. I moved slowly and carefully towards my father's office. When they are conversing but are muffled, outside voices are still audible.

"Laura, be careful with what you say. If you say it once more.."

"Then what? Nobody is aware of the truth. Your life will be a living hell if it comes from outside." Mrs. Laura is here. What is reality? What are they discussing? I lightly press the door with my finger.

They were speaking, and I could still hear their words. The terrible reality lies in every syllable. The truth is dismal, difficult to comprehend, and hard to trust. What if someone finds out what they are digging up inside? Everyone is aware, and now I am too.

Jessie, Ronald, and I, how? Why? My feet can't support my weight. My legs became incredibly weak all of a sudden, and I crashed to the ground.

"No! That is untrue." What truth are they concealing, if any? My entire body shivered in shock. My airway is closed.

"I must inform him. He must be aware. But only if he is resilient enough to accept reality." After hearing each phrase, my sobbing became louder. To silence the sound of my sobbing, I placed my palm over my mouth.

"I have to be honest with him."

"You cannot." She then drew me along with her.

The following morning, when they leave, I sit in bed listening to their voices. Because of me, he is going. He's abandoning me empty and alone. Now that everyone has contributed, it's my time. My phone vibrated the entire night while his name flashed. Because of me, the wall separating us is getting higher today.

I'm going to inflict misery on him that he will never forget. He will despise me. I had cried there all night, and the spot was still wet. I can hear him calling my name. I can't give him what he wants. Rosee Posee, show courage for him. I remember all the dreams we've planned together while I shake terribly.

For our family or for us, they will finally break today. I bravely got to my feet and left my room.

"I need her. Without actually listening to her, I won't be moving forward. You're telling me wrong." Mom and dad are standing by, arguing with him. His parents dragged him along with them.

"Leave me." I commanded. "Screw you." Our eyes then merged, and I felt a relief that I never earned so as to touch his eyes.

"Rose informs them that they are lying. It's a plan, according to your mum. You merely manipulate my heart."

"Rose, you love me, right?" Sometimes it doesn't come out of my mouth. It is real love. Tell them to demonstrate my accuracy.

Nothing

"Rose!" Nothing.

"Rose! Speak up." He screamed.

Nothing

"I warned you, Ronald, she doesn't deserve you. She is manipulating your emotions." He continues to stare at me while he waits for an answer, but I remain silent. You'll never know what's going through my heart, strom running in my heart.

"She was correct. I'm only playing with your emotions. You are nothing in front of me, just look at you. Nothing, not a place, nor a job. How on earth can you ever consider me? To me, you are nothing."

"Look at me and say, Look. In. My. Eyes." I had a stone-like appearance. His eyes were green and dark. This is his way of telling me that he's growing resentment towards me.

"You're nothing to me, and I believe you should go." He chuckles continuously while nodding. He pauses after a sincere laugh.

"Mom, you are correct. She is merely a heartless bitch." Laura flashes a witchy grin, but Mr. Parker appears upset.

"I did warn you, as you can see."

"Leave my house," I said. But Ron violently grabbed me by the throat. His hold was firm.

"Please pray that our paths do not cross in the future. If it does, please wish for your death because I will ruin you every second that passes. You're pleading for death while I prepare to expose you to real-life torment." He rotates so quickly that I'm in the air in a split second before making a forceful landing. I'm dropping everything out of my hands.

Love

Life

Heart

Pain

Ron