This is titled One Rose. Tell me what you think and I am only 15 years old.

"If I wait any longer, my love, I will die…" He gave her one last rose, this rose was to show his affection. All she did was turn around, the tears rolled off her cheek and embedded itself into the aesthetic snow. "My love, I cannot do this any longer, is this not what you wanted, to be loved?" The voice filled her head every time she touched that same rose. The petals wilted and slowly fell off just like her heart did.

"If you loved me…why did you do it?" She whispered just glancing over her shoulder at him. Her breath drifted off into the cold air as the snow fell on her thick brunette hair. The man stopped in place and just looked at her, the beauty resonating in this scene.

"I-I had no choice, we needed the money." And at that she turned around. Her green eyes glowed as she dropped the rose in the ground, "It was for us, for the baby."

The girl reached into her pocket and at the same time felt her stomach. The cold metal touched her skin as she continued to feel around in her pocket, "Yeah…for the baby." In a swift move the knife she reached out of her pocket was shoved into the mans heart. The sweetness, the desire, it all filled her cold heart. The tears rolled off the mans face as the girl leaned in to kiss him. "It was all for the baby."

She bent down and picked up the rose placing it on his heart, "Good bye, my love," She whispered walking away, glancing back at his lifeless body.