Don't Listen to Your Heart

Reeve VS March

I just stood there staring at him for 5 full minutes, so did he.

I hear a soft cough behind me, Liz with his arms crossed is staring at us.

"Just do something already!" he whines tapping his feet on the ground nervously, I take a quick glance at him and then back at James.

I must admit that in those 5 minutes I tried to decodificate his feelings, but I got nothing.

His eyes say nothing, his mouth neither.

This whole thing honestly makes me feel uncomfortable and pretty stressed.

That fact that either of us is speaking, is it an alarming thing?

Should I say something?

What do I say?

"How long have you been there?" I finally say in a suffocate cough,

"Long enough" he spats.

"Are you mad?" I ask now with a calmer tone,

"Should I?"

"Goddamn, James, you're making me nervous" I complain as I start sweating,

"I'm a serial killer. A psychopath. That's everyone's reaction next to me anyway" he says looking at a blank spot on the wall.

"Not mine. I don't see you like that" I admit,

"You should. That's what I am"

"Are you breaking up with her?" Liz loudly gasps,

"We ain't no couple anyway" he says with an odd tone leaving the corridor.

Liz soon reaches me, placing his hand on my shoulder weakly yet sweetly.

"I'm fine" I lie, trying to hold my tears back in,

"Can I just have a little break?" I add.

"Of course honey, take your time" he sweetly says hugging me.

***

Thoughts over thoughts I feel my mind hurting so much it could expload in a moment or another.

I don't get what I did wrong.

Is it for the words I say? Because I said I like his weakness?

I really have no idea of what to think of, I can't recall my mistake.

I let out a sigh as I slowly reach the main hallway.

I keep on walking till the bar corner and sit down one of the armchairs around a wooden square little table.

"You should do something about that" a female voice persuasively says,

"About what?" I ask, not looking back at her.