Ivy

Your heart.

*freezes, staring at her* my... my heart? *voice barely a whisper*

*cups his face, thumb brushing away a tear* Every broken piece of it. *leans forehead against his* Until you can't breathe without thinking of me.

what do you want from me though?

*leans in* You.

*A slow, cold smile spreads across my face as I lean even closer.* Everything. The first lesson is that when I talk, you listen. Understood?

ok

*I straighten up, a look of profound disappointment on my face.* Just 'ok'? You really are a lost cause, aren't you? *I shake my head and walk away without another word.*