Rose Petals

“Envy eats at nothing but its own heart.”—German Proverb

An angel and a devil in human form would be the perfect way to describe the two.

She should’ve known that anger would get her nowhere in life, and yet, nowhere seemed to be exactly where she was headed. She had everything she could ever want, except for the thing she secretly desired most. She blamed it on a person; a single, pure, innocent soul that had nothing to do with the blocked path of this thing she was desperately yearning, like an itch she was craving to scratch, to no avail. No, there was only one person in her way of getting what she wanted.

Herself.

Disclaimer: Anything in this story is mine, and only mine unless I’ve given it a credit. Stealing is punishable by law, and plus, plagiarizing is just downright stupid. Even though imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, I’d much rather you flatter me with comments rather than take my writing and claim it as your own. Just a warning. Otherwise, enjoy this one-shot and please, please, please please comment.

Entered in mia uccellino’s Wheel of Emotions Contest.

“Envy shoots at others and wounds itself.”—English Proverb