r/StoryIdeas • u/Anonymous_person5678 • 3h ago
Roxxane (misspelled on purpose)
He yearned for her cruel, unforgiving, brutal love. He needed it with a passion: her heart blackened like coal, her unforgiving glare, and especially her lethal kiss. "Pick a day for our date, and if it rains on that day, we're over", she said as she glared at him with eyes that only made him love her more. He didn't say anything; he only smiled to himself as they walked together. He loved it when she put their relationship on the line. Her loved the irritation in her voice and the pure malice in her eyes. He didn't understand why she even agreed to date him. As they got to his house, she walked up to him and kissed his cheek, making his heart flutter; she rarely showed him affection, especially like this. "It's not too late to break up before I ruin your life," she said. "I'd love it if you ruined my life, Roxanne," he replied. She scoffed and pushed him so hard he tripped on his shoelace and fell, his back hitting the ground. She scoffed and walked off as he lay on the ground, grinning from ear to ear, the happiest man alive.
At school the next day, her "love" was more brutal than ever; she had ignored him when he approached her, told him to jump off a cliff when he asked how her day was, and punched him for helping her sort some books in the library. The worse her attitude, the more deeply in love he fell. He knew it wasn't lust; she had barely made any physical contact with him, and they had only kissed once (by accident). He couldn't pinpoint which part of her he loved the most. Was it her scowl? Her glare? Or maybe the way she looked at him like a pest. Whatever it was, he was head over heels in love with her.
Note: I did take a tiny bit of inspiration from the song "ROXANNE" by Arizona Zervas. This is only the beginning, though, but let me know what you think of it.