ALICE'S POV


I watched Andy leave the graveyard from the willow tree. I was higher up in the tree than usual, trying to avoid Andy from seeing me. He turned back, and scanned his eyes over the graveyard, and I ducked so he couldent see me.Once he had left the graveyard,I slid down the tree and sighed. I couldent get him into this. What was happening, what had happened, it would affect him and me, and I couldent live with that. Well....Not really live. I looked down at my white hands, and rubbed them together, trying to make them warm. Nothing happened. I rubbed them harder. Still nothing. I could feel the tears prick my eyes. The more I rubbed my hands, I noticed that the skin was starting to peel. I stopped suddenly, not wanting them to peel anymore than they had to. I sighed again, not knowing what to do. I could feel that Andy was different, but I knew that there was no way, no possible way to get together without falling through the cracks of fate. A few stray tears fell from my eyes, and I sat in the tree, and scilently cried.


After a while, I slid out of the tree, and walked to the gravestone. I looked down at the flower that Andy had put there. I picked it up, and a sudden shot of warmth swept through me. I dropped the flower, and started at it, then at my hand, then back at it, then back at my hand. Tne warmth faded away, and I gently sat down beside the gravestone, and gingerly, picked the flower back up. The warmth spread through me again, but slower this time, and I smiled at it traveled all through my body. Nobody had putten flowers here for years, and It made me smile that someone who didn't even know who this grave belonged to, had shown their love by putting a small, red rose there. I cradeled the rose, letting the warmth wash over me.

Soon dark fell, and I slowly climed back into the willow tree, with the rose, and fell into a deep warm sleep, with my dreams filled with Andys pae face, and baby blue eyes....

Notes

I know this is a short one but It's just to bulid up the story more.