Day 5 : the petal

He couldn’t, for the love of God, understand why she was upset.

Since sunrise, the flower woke up, brushed her four thorns and cleaned her petals with a little drop of dew. The prince was watching the scene bewitched, as usual.

The flower, noticing she was being the center of attention as she was doing her morning routine, covered her thorns and flushed

“Some privacy over here?”

The Prince tilted his head, she is used to him seeing her clean her petals and never objected.

“Are you upset with me ?”

The flower puffed her cheeks, she looked like she was waiting for this.

“What do you think ?”

The Prince got more and more confused. He thought she could’ve easily said what’s wrong with her and they would find a solution. Perhaps one of the caterpillars did derange her, and in that case, he would shoo them away or take them to another planet to torment other unlucky plants. Perhaps the volcano’s heat caused her some pain. In that case he would just make sure to cool it down more often..

He couldn’t understand why the flower plays the guessing game.

“I don’t know, you tell me"

“Is that so ? You’ve got to try harder"

“Why are you like this, little flower ? Why are you always putting barriers between us ? Why do I always have to try harder ?”

Dead silence, the prince did strike a chord there.

“OH YEAH? YOU LEFT ME ALONE STRANDED HERE FOR GOD KNOWS HOW LONG AND YOU TALK ABOUT TRYING ? YOU DIDN’T EVEN CONSIDER TAKING ME WITH YOU, AS IF YOU WERE FINALLY DONE WITH ME. ADMIT IT, YOU DON’T LIKE ME, YOU WERE FINALLY RELIEVED WHEN YOU TOOK A DISTANCE, WERE YOU ?”

Dead-er silence, the prince was taken back with such accusations, the flower , on the other hand, was recovering from her anger episodes, her thorns were pointy and one of her delicate petals fell off.

The Prince had never seen his flower this.. reactive. He had thought that prior to his voyage that her needs were met and that she can take care of herself on her own. He didn’t realize that down that layer of vanity is a creature that can feel loneliness. She must have felt so alone on this small planet.

“Goodnight” he said, although it’s still early. It’s his way of saying that he will go to the other side of the planet.

She obviously didn’t respond.

“I’ll go to a planet that has a couple therapist or something like that" said the Prince to himself, dejected. He never understood the flower that never made the effort to make herself clear.