Black Roses

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The birds seemed quiet today. Eerily quiet. Almost like you were in some sort of unsettling dream that throws you into a void where nothing seems to be audible. Not even your own desperate screams for help.
To further add to the unsettling atmosphere of the silent day, the clouds were out suffocating the suns rays. It wasn't raining or windy, only grey depressing clouds blanketing the entire sky for miles to see.
My flowers at the shop even looked depressed and down, their colours not quite popping out like they usually do. Either way it didn't stop Miss San from coming in as she does nearly every single day. Some days she just bugs me as all I ever seen to see is her face — it gets boring after awhile. However others, like today, her positive energy and bright face seems to bring me a sense of joy within me. There's no in between.
Bless her though she's awfully lonely but adores her flowers almost as much as I do.
" And that will be 15000 won exactly"
I said to her handing over her petite fertiliser she came in for today,
"Thank you very much, how's school going?"
"It's okay thanks for asking, how did your date go"
"Oh yes he wasn't the one I guess you could say but you know plenty of fish in the sea"
Yeah fish in polluted trashy seas
She smiled at me one last time before taking off down the road to her own little cottage.
Slowly making my way to the front of the shop I began casually watering some of my plants, still bothered by how dull the sky made them look from where I was situated behind the desk, plus the boredom was starting to settle in.
My peaceful boredom however was abruptly interrupted by the last voice I wanted to hear:

"Hey princess I'm here for my lovely roses you so kindly ordered for me"

My whole body shook as I was reminded of what occurred the other night. I kept pottering about the front window almost lost in my train of thoughts. I didn't need to gaze at his face I knew he'd see the panic that once again passed through my entire being.
Yet I had a lingering sense of sadness and despair now occupying my mind at the same time with the notion that of which now dawned upon me. It seemed inevitable now that I must leave as soon as possible. I need to start over, find a new life. It was stupid of me not to consider this as soon as Minho stepped into the shop. Why do I have to be idiotic and arrogant? My sheltered and peaceful time here has blinded me of the dangers of the underworld. It's inevitable cruelty. Now was my wake up call. I can't ever be 'normal', the ghost of Spectre won't let me not now not ever. Yet, once again, it seemed I was still so attached and desperate to cling to my last family members to protect the last reminiscence of peace in my life. But life is cruel and unfair as always in every single cliche film and story there has ever been. But this time I could feel the full force of the misfortunes life throws at you without a care in the world.
Bringing myself back to reality I felt Bang Chan smirking at my tensed and frozen body. Not that I could see his face of course but could feel it burning into my back.
"I brought my friend if you don't mind"
His voice was now close next to me, I had to force myself to glance up and mask my fear and sadness. Minho stood glancing at me smugly waving his fingers at me in a petty manner.
"Not at all I'll go get your order for you"
I smiled politely at him. I quickly gathered his order from out the back not wanting to waste a second. Pitch black sinister looking roses were gathered into two huge bouquets to which I abruptly picked up without glancing at them.

I hate roses. No matter the colour.
They disgust me, their meaning and what they stand before shake me to my very core.

"Here bye now"
I thrust the bouquets into his hands and retreated back to the shop,

"Wait I haven't paid you yet, Minho"
Bang Chan said. Minho obeyed and handed me a wad of cash. However at the same time this generous stack was handed to me, I didn't fail to notice a man very familiar to me casually stood across the road with his phone camera sticking out of his pocket.
It took me a second to notice his hand wrapped in a cast, his visage decorated with purple bruises and stitches alone his brow. Ha, I guess I can take credit for that, Changbin.
Now it was my turn to smirk back at the pair before me, the two were about to leave. I should've stayed quiet but I didn't. I was in the knowledge now that this was likely my last encounter with these two and Straykids all together, so found myself adorning a new found confidence. Maybe I could have a little fun with these two to boost my ever so shrinking ego,
"Mr Bang please tell your shit ass spy over there to be a little more discreet he isn't fooling me or anyone at that matter"
I motioned towards Changbin still stood there coolly, now I walked up to Bang Chan getting close up to him. Minho turned towards him and did the most indiscreet eye roll I had ever seen, Bang Chan however didn't even spare a glance in the direction only stared at me. His expression was unreadable he only stood a small smile now placed on his face like he already knew what was coming,