Not How She Pictured It

The snow was softly falling in white flurries. The ground untouched, making a flawless, soft blanket of white. I absorbed every thing I could see out of the window. The frozen crystals melt then glide of my arm as I stuck it outside. Feeling slightly refreshing as ice cream on on a hot summer day. Gusts of wind howled through the open area, sending slight shivers up my spine and around my body. My arm shot back inside to close the window. Fire crackling broke the trance I was in, as I came back to realty the scarlet couch by the fire place was pleading me to lay down on it. Soft fabric of the couch rubbed against my skin. I stared at the ceiling remembering what happen yesterday. Somehow the corners of my lips tugged themselves in a smirk as I replayed every thing, my mind being a short movie clip on replay.

*~Flashback~*
I was walking down a familiar corridor, my hands brushing over the cold stones in the wall. The peacefulness making me loose track of time, making me not notice someone approach behind me, making me have a slow reaction time when the person covered their hand over my mouth. I was about to fight back when he/she spoke into my ear. My hands drop back to my side after that, relieved to know it was someone I could trust. He let me turn around to face him after he put his hand back in his pocket. It was my boyfriend, but my mind started to race and explode with questions. Like why he wasn't at school or why he was here even though I was his girlfriend I still needed answers.

Me: Why are you here?
Boy: Classified.
Me: Then can you answer some simple questions?
Boy: sure, shoot.
Me: Do I ever cross your mind?
Boy: No.
Me: Do you like me?
Boy: No.
ME: Do you want me?
Boy: No.
Me: Would you cry if I left?
Boy: No.
Me: Would you live for me?
Boy: No.
Me: Would you do anything for me?
Boy: No.
Me: Chose: me or your life
Boy: My life.

I run off down the hallway in sadness and pain when he starts to run after me.
Boy: The reason you don't cross my mind is because you're always on my mind.
The reason why I don't like you is because I love you.
The reason why I don't want you is because I need you.
The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left.
The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you.
The reason why I'm not willing to do anything for you is because I would do everything for you.
The reason I chose my life is because you ARE my life.
~* End of Flashback~*

My smirk turns into a smile after my flashback. Thinking it was not exactly how I pictured it to end or begin. The warmth of the fire acted like a sleeping device resulting in me crashing on the couch. Before I completely blank out I hear a faint 'sweet dreams' from somewhere. My eyelids feel heavy and fall over my eyes, as my own personal curtain.